Dreams...
Ok so I just woke up from the strangest/creepiest dream. Warning, it's very long.
My mum had drowned *somehow* and was now laying on my kitchen floor, and cause my dad decided he didn't want to pay for a burial he was going to bury her in the back yard. So he cut a hole in the cement near the shed and started digging a hole. Some how my mums head got cut off (it actually looked more like me and my sister than it did my mum). After dad put the body in the hole his fiance asked if he wanted to dig another hole for the head. And he said no, and his reasoning was cause she might come back and haunt us.
I got upset by this and told them I was going for a walk, after I got out the gate I started jogging. I went for four blocks then turned right, went for two and then I was in the main street of the town I live in, but it didn't look like it. I decided I was going to buy a house *which I've been thinkng about for some time now* so I kept on jogging until I came down to this curved wall covered in ad's. (Anyone who lives here, I ran down past Elders realestate and it was actually a mexican resturant and all the steps were covered in a kind of cream pie O.o and the wall with the ad's on it looks like the brick wall at the TAFE). Umm yeah so I was looking at this wall and it had everything from cars to houses to icecream trucks, while I was standing there looking at it two guys came past arguing about their flat. (One of the looked like Bonnie). They looked at me and one of them thought I was rich cause I was looking at the wall so he pulled a knife out. I spat it (got angry) and went up to him pulled his arm to put the knife to my neck, fell to the ground and said do it if you want to, I have nothing to lose. The suprising thing for me is that he actually went to do it so I kicked the knife out of his hand, picked it up and started running back the way I had came. Back up the pie steps I ran past a police officer, who it turned out hated me so did nothing, and I kept on running. I went left where I had previously turned right and ducked into a small takeaway shop (which was closed) ran behind the counter and hid. The guy that was there kept on looking at me and asking what was wrong but I was shivering and crying too much to answer. Then the guy that was chasing me came into the shop and the shop guy looked at him and said bad move, and the shop owner was behind the guy, who had another bigger knife since I took the pocket one off him, and the shop keeper whacked him on the head and he fell to the ground. The two guy's tied him up and sat him on the stool the other on was sitting on when I initially came in and called the cops and waited till they came.
The End.
Strange no?