A series of the grand daddy of all bad dreams
04 Feb 2009 Leave a Comment
in Dreams Tags: Dreams, friends, health, Josh, Random
On January 23, I experienced the grand daddy of all nightmares. I’m serious. I didn’t want to say anything, but I feel I need to. So many things have crossed my mind and I honestly want to share this just in case. …
The first dream was … definitely unique. I wasn’t in a unfamiliar territory. I wasn’t running in an obstacle. I wasn’t in a normal dream … at all. I had just went to sleep and honestly I don’t know if I was ever asleep. I knew it was just after 3 a.m. Next, all I knew was there was a voice speaking to me from my bedside at the right of me. It was Alonna’s voice. She was talking about a coworker and I was puzzled by what she said, so I turned my head to look at her. Suddenly I was given pressure to my face and I couldn’t see out of my right eye. I could only see half of my room and a darkness to my blind side. I tried to lean up or move my left arm. I couldn’t raise up or move at all. It was scary. I just became pissed off. I couldn’t speak, I couldn’t move, but I did think I was going kick someone’s ass. LOL. I don’t know where I came up with that idea, but as soon as I thought it I felt weight on my bed. You know as if someone was climbing into bed and it tilts? Yeah. … I was scared, very scared. Immediately, I beging to think of waking up. “This is not a drill. Wake the fuck up!” LOL. And when I did, or if I did. I had clear vision of the room directly in front of me, but I was scared to look to my bedside to the right. I didn’t even move for a moment. Eventually, I sat up and quickly touched my touch lamp. Then it took me a minute to turn my TV on. Then I thought, “What next?” I spent the next 15 minutes trying to get off my bed. When I did I gathered up my work clothes and went to my grandma’s.
At Nanny’s I ended up waking my Aunt Tammy, and Faith, my cousin, was awake. I told them what had happened and then gave me a blanket and pillow. About an hour later I had a mimic dream. It was more severe, but a dream. Very dream-esk. I didn’t believe it really. It was just a factor to my psychy. I decided I can’t sleep at my house for awhile. So that following night I slept at Nanny’s and then at my parents. Then finally at my house. I managed to be OK. I can’t sleep without the TV on now. I went through the whole week without a reoccuring dream, but I would wake up right after 3 a.m. scared and not knowing why I’m awake. The next weekend at Josh’s I knew eventually the light would be off without the TV on. When that happened I started to cry and fell asleep holding him while laying on his chest. He doesn’t like when I do that. I give off body heat and so does he, so we don’t cuddle for that reason. I’m very thankful he didn’t mention how uncomfortable he may of been. I was very scared. Very. I did wake up hours later and gave him space, but I was still very close. LOL.
Oh it sounds ridiculous, but I’m really scared of the dark now. This week a lot has happened. Monday, the TV turned it’s volume up byitself enough to wake me up right after 3 a.m. Then an hour later I had a reoccuring dream. Also this time I can tell it was a dream.
Yesterday, or last night, I woke up after 3 a.m. for some odd reason and when I tried to sleep I heard a weird voice from the TV and when I looked at it a white flash blinked and the TV showed up in the middle of a music video. I was watching VH1. I have to options of two channels since I got rid of cable. VH1 in static or CSPAN in clear. At night I watch VH1. … Yeah. … I knew the TV think was weird last night. I tried to ignore it, but something else happened. I rolled over and then suddenly I heard a thump and rustle. As if something lightly landed from the ceiling next to my bed and then walked out of my room. … Not cool.
Tomorrow is my day off. I’m drinking wine tonight so I can sleep through the night. No more waking up at 3 a.m. After tonight I’m going to bed early to wake up at 3 a.m. to just be up and watch TV and such. I’m going to beat this! I’m so tired of this threat or just a series of bad dreams. Ah! Uhg! If someone knows what this is, please let know. Someone at work mentioned a possession of the devil. I don’t want this to come to that.
I had a dream the moon killed us all
04 Jun 2008 1 Comment
in Dreams, My life Tags: Dreams, family, funny, moon
I’ve only been up for five minutes. I woke up feeling scared and vulnerable. It was because I had dreamt there was nothing I could do, nothing anyone could do. And it was so beautiful to watch.
My dream starts out that I’m visiting my parents and like most of my dreams it’s in real present time, but the location is all wrong. They live in Harrah now in a nice house, but I dreamt they where living in the trailer house in Maud we lived in for a few years. We had just went for a drive. I couldn’t tell you where we went or why. I just know I was in the back of a car with my siblings (ages:13, almost 11, and 8). Tight squeeze and very annoying.
When we get back to the house it was dark and we were all fighting. I slapped my middle sibling, Rayce, for farting at the dinner table. He went outside and moped. As that was happening my dad was in front of the TV listening to a newscast of the end of days. My dad never turns the TV up to an untolerable volume. Since we had been fighting I was expecting him to yell, but he just turned the TV up. … Reminder: This is just a dream I had moments ago … My other siblings didn’t say anything, my mom uttered something along the lines of “Oh shit” and I kept asking, “What? What are they saying?” They showed us footage of the Moon. Something had happened to it and it’s turning colors. It’s dark one moment and then it lights up. We went outside and Rayce had been sitting there with his head down on the back porch. He looked at me and I whispered, “I’m sorry.” Then I pointed up at the Moon. Whatever it was it didn’t look natural. I couldn’t believe it. Mom brought out lawn chairs so we can lay down on. The TV inside was so loud.
The Moon may have been in an eclipse and everytime it lighted up was because of an explosion. Some lights were blue and some were orange. It was really pretty actually. I went inside to turn the TV down and Rayce came in after. I apologized again and when I did that, he farted. Instantly, I was mad again. I’m pretty sure that’s why I had slapped him at dinner. This time I didn’t slap him. I just cussed him out and walked a way.
I went back outside and the Moon had turned into a dark cloud with orange thunder. Like a solar flare the clouds flew out from the side and it lit up with magma ( I don’t know for sure if the Moon has a magma core, but is just a dream). Another solar flare like cloud flew out right next to it. I started yelling, “Everyone look at that! That’s not good!” Moments later we heard a loud boom, it deafened us all and the ground moved like it was the ocean. We all fell down and the house was falling apart. I yelled, “This is more than an earthquake!” I looked up and the first thought I had was I need my phone to call Josh. I tried to walk up the porch stairs, but the waves of the ground were throwing me everywhere and the electricity went out. There was no way I could get my phone. I felt a deep heaviness and gripped the ground like the rest of my family in the back yard. I looked up and the Moon had become so big like it had exploded. It was slow moving but for it’s distance it had to be moving incredibly fast. I was scared.
That’s when I forced myself awake. It was a beautiful nightmare.
