creepy dream
I am dreaming that I am going to Pennsic. I am on a bus going to a battle and there are three Darkmoon fighters there. I recognize two of them. One makes eye contact with me, tells me he is glad to see me. I tell him I want to watch them fight but am afraid to be seen. He tells me some will be happy to see me but most will not and I should watch from afar.
I am in a beautiful cotehardie. Of course I am very thin (as I always am when I see myself in dreams). I run into Liz. She is not fighting but is dressed in a beautiful gown. We drive to my home, where I find it is flooding from a burst pipe. Liz throws off her shoes to press down on a large knob that will stop the flooding. I look out the window and see my mother. I become very excited and tell Liz to come meet her.
But wait! Why can I see my mother? My mother is dead! She walks past me, wearing a long white dress, and smiles serenely at me. I am confused. And there is Weesie! Things are happening quickly, everything begins swirling, and I see my dad. "Dad!" I cry, and he comes toward me, and suddenly I realize he is looking down at me with a great sadness. Things are blurry and dark, and I panic. Am I dead? Dad! Dad! but he does not answer and I can't see him anymore. I realize I am dead and I become fearful--what will happen to my children?!
I wake up in a sudden burst of shock and I begin pinching myself, checking my pulse, biting my cheek to see if I can feel anything, making sure I am alive.
I am all shivery and dealing with nightmare hangover all morning.
I am in a beautiful cotehardie. Of course I am very thin (as I always am when I see myself in dreams). I run into Liz. She is not fighting but is dressed in a beautiful gown. We drive to my home, where I find it is flooding from a burst pipe. Liz throws off her shoes to press down on a large knob that will stop the flooding. I look out the window and see my mother. I become very excited and tell Liz to come meet her.
But wait! Why can I see my mother? My mother is dead! She walks past me, wearing a long white dress, and smiles serenely at me. I am confused. And there is Weesie! Things are happening quickly, everything begins swirling, and I see my dad. "Dad!" I cry, and he comes toward me, and suddenly I realize he is looking down at me with a great sadness. Things are blurry and dark, and I panic. Am I dead? Dad! Dad! but he does not answer and I can't see him anymore. I realize I am dead and I become fearful--what will happen to my children?!
I wake up in a sudden burst of shock and I begin pinching myself, checking my pulse, biting my cheek to see if I can feel anything, making sure I am alive.
I am all shivery and dealing with nightmare hangover all morning.