Nightmares suck.
Ever have one of those crazy dreams where you wake up sweating and trying to catch your breath and everything in your room looks wrong and you're trying to figure out where you are? Alright, maybe it's just me but it wasn't fun at all.
I don't think words will do it justice but I need to write this down so I can stop thinking about it.
I'm in a house in Westfield, apparently Chris Amrich's, but it's really not and its huge and wicked nice inside. In the kitchen. Something about it's my last night of history class, and I want to go a few minutes late since I've been on time each week. Chris/Parent/other guys in the car honking saying 'Ainsley let's go, it's 6:20.' (class started at 6) So I get in the back seat, and we're driving on the road in the woods, river on the left side, when all of a sudden these two enormous blue whales poke their heads out of the water. And by enormous I mean they went to the tops of the trees and where seriously huge. All of a sudden, the people in the car change to Rob,his mom - driving, and another girl. He points to the right side and says 'Look mom, killer wolves'. Around 10 normal sized wolves in a field on the side of the road. A giant walks by the left side, dodging the trees. (don't laugh it was pretty wierd) Rob's mom starts getting nervous saying 'what am I getting into?' He's like 'It's ok mom, you just have to take it easy up here' Firetrucks drive by. Car slows down, goes around a corner and theres this massive river flooding the street so we drive into it. He's talking her through it, saying we just have to get to the bend in the road up ahead. We get to the bend, and around it, the whole landscape is this river and thousands of people in cars and floating down it. Huge mountains and greenery in the background (I opened this week's copy of Time magazine and there was a picture that looks pretty much like it inside) Somehow, Rob gets out of the car and is like ok you guys go ahead I'll be fine. (Nooo)He's swimming behind the car as we go downstream with everyone and eventually we're all out of the car and we hold hands to stay together. Then B-wo and Joe Cloutier's family swim by and I hug them. They leave, never seen again. Eventually we get out of the water and this area has been set up for everyone washed down the river. There are hundreds of metal bunkbeds with no mattress set up in rows in an empty field. Then mom and Cameron are there, along with a lady friend of his, no dad, and I think Rob is dead. (side note. I really don't like dreams where people die, especially people I like. sorry Rob.) We're looking to settle down eventually, its the middle of the night but not really dark and everyone is exhausted. Instead of the beds though, mom suggests staying in Cam's girlfriend's family's house across the street. Apparently one block of neighborhood is still standing. We go in the house and start to look for food and stuff we'll need. I get a plate of lettuce and tomato, Cameron eats something, and I get my red beach towel and Rob's blue sweatshirt that in real life I borrowed from him. I see one of my cats and I want to find the other one and take them with us. And by now I'm a mess all panicky, and Cameron notices the walls are starting to crack, like the house might collapse, and he's like leave the cats we need to go. So I'm crying and we run away from there, and mom's yelling to people outside to get down because the wind is bad and something might collapse on all of us. It doesn't, the cat runs into the field. I'm still carrying the towel and wearing the sweatshirt. A car pulls up and the guy inside, dark sunglasses and suit, starts talking to mom. Something about work, good old Baystate. She's like I know this sucks but it comes with working for them. I want to ask her what she means but then she gets into the car and they leave. I stand there.
And then I wake up. Panicking as I would. End of the world dreams are freaky. Especially when people die or at least disappear.
Yeah. I'm exhausted. And I worked 2 hours past my shift today. Nap/bed time. May your dreams be sweeter than mine.
I don't think words will do it justice but I need to write this down so I can stop thinking about it.
I'm in a house in Westfield, apparently Chris Amrich's, but it's really not and its huge and wicked nice inside. In the kitchen. Something about it's my last night of history class, and I want to go a few minutes late since I've been on time each week. Chris/Parent/other guys in the car honking saying 'Ainsley let's go, it's 6:20.' (class started at 6) So I get in the back seat, and we're driving on the road in the woods, river on the left side, when all of a sudden these two enormous blue whales poke their heads out of the water. And by enormous I mean they went to the tops of the trees and where seriously huge. All of a sudden, the people in the car change to Rob,his mom - driving, and another girl. He points to the right side and says 'Look mom, killer wolves'. Around 10 normal sized wolves in a field on the side of the road. A giant walks by the left side, dodging the trees. (don't laugh it was pretty wierd) Rob's mom starts getting nervous saying 'what am I getting into?' He's like 'It's ok mom, you just have to take it easy up here' Firetrucks drive by. Car slows down, goes around a corner and theres this massive river flooding the street so we drive into it. He's talking her through it, saying we just have to get to the bend in the road up ahead. We get to the bend, and around it, the whole landscape is this river and thousands of people in cars and floating down it. Huge mountains and greenery in the background (I opened this week's copy of Time magazine and there was a picture that looks pretty much like it inside) Somehow, Rob gets out of the car and is like ok you guys go ahead I'll be fine. (Nooo)He's swimming behind the car as we go downstream with everyone and eventually we're all out of the car and we hold hands to stay together. Then B-wo and Joe Cloutier's family swim by and I hug them. They leave, never seen again. Eventually we get out of the water and this area has been set up for everyone washed down the river. There are hundreds of metal bunkbeds with no mattress set up in rows in an empty field. Then mom and Cameron are there, along with a lady friend of his, no dad, and I think Rob is dead. (side note. I really don't like dreams where people die, especially people I like. sorry Rob.) We're looking to settle down eventually, its the middle of the night but not really dark and everyone is exhausted. Instead of the beds though, mom suggests staying in Cam's girlfriend's family's house across the street. Apparently one block of neighborhood is still standing. We go in the house and start to look for food and stuff we'll need. I get a plate of lettuce and tomato, Cameron eats something, and I get my red beach towel and Rob's blue sweatshirt that in real life I borrowed from him. I see one of my cats and I want to find the other one and take them with us. And by now I'm a mess all panicky, and Cameron notices the walls are starting to crack, like the house might collapse, and he's like leave the cats we need to go. So I'm crying and we run away from there, and mom's yelling to people outside to get down because the wind is bad and something might collapse on all of us. It doesn't, the cat runs into the field. I'm still carrying the towel and wearing the sweatshirt. A car pulls up and the guy inside, dark sunglasses and suit, starts talking to mom. Something about work, good old Baystate. She's like I know this sucks but it comes with working for them. I want to ask her what she means but then she gets into the car and they leave. I stand there.
And then I wake up. Panicking as I would. End of the world dreams are freaky. Especially when people die or at least disappear.
Yeah. I'm exhausted. And I worked 2 hours past my shift today. Nap/bed time. May your dreams be sweeter than mine.