The Dream

Posted: February 29, 2008 in All about ME!
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Ok, in my last entry I mentioned having an odd Dream, and said I would go into detail about that later. So, it’s now later, and I will go into it. I don’t know anything about dreams, so I can’t explain it, but all I know is it scared me awake and I felt horrible after waking.

The dream starts oddly enough with me waking up. The first thing I see is Naomi. She’s sitting up in the bed beside me, and I raise up from sleep, Kiss her and tell her “I love you so much”. Then I hear a noise from the living room. I get up, and look around. I don’t see anything, so I think..maybe It’s someone at the front door.

I make my way to the front door and begin to unlock it, when i turn to my left and see a guy standing at the bay window. He’s wearing a dark blue jumper, like the kind a mechanic would wear. He’s standing at the window, and he looks directly at me, and begins to try prying the window open with a screwdriver… I then shout out “Hey! Get the hell out of here or I am calling the cops”, and upon hearing that..the man starts trying to work faster.

When I see him trying harder to get the window open I yell out “Alright! that’s it!” and run toward the window and jump right through it, sending glass shards flying. I wrap my fingers around his neck as we fall from the ledge he was standing on, and midway through the fall he spins around and we slam against the fence. A pole that had been extended from the fence slams through me, ripping out through my chest..and the man leaves me there..starts to chuckle as he climbs into the house.

That’s when I woke up…I felt like total crap. I don’t think I have ever felt worse! It was horrible..any dream people know what this means?? O.O


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