Night of 10/26/08

No dreams this night. Because I haven't been having too many dreams this week, I will add in one in particular that I had documented a while ago that still stays with me to this day.

[Excerpt from personal documentation]

Approximate Time: December 29th, 2006 (Morning time)

This dream happened in the morning, probably between 7:30 and 9 AM. I woke up a few times and went back to sleep this morning, so it happened between these times, I'm sure.

I honestly cannot recall how the dream started out, but the part I remember most vividly is that I was standing in the middle of what appeared to be a lake. The sky was a navy blue, almost black and silver (it was very abstract), and to the left of me appeared to be some kind of glowing portal, possibly setting on a stone base. Now that I think of it, the whole dream was rather strange and magickal in a way.

But I have to be completely honest: What happened in the dream gave me the creeps, but I didn't feel too much negativity from it.

As I was standing on this shallow water (it seemed like it stretched on forever), I saw a girl who looked like me in a way, but with straight white blond hair and glowing blue eyes. She was grinning at me, talking to me in an eerie voice. I knew I was staring at myself. What it represented, I have no idea, for I am confused between her actions and her appearance. The feeling I received from her was almost evil, like she was this strange hate. And when she smiled, she showed fangs and sharp teeth like a carnivore.

I remember her talking to me, almost in a reassuring way, but I cannot recall what she said. She then reached out, her skin really pale and almost hard looking, and touched my head. She didn't even tug on my hair, and it just started falling right off of my scalp. I started to become scared, and then she started to actually eat my hair! My hair was long and black too, which isn't my normal hair color at all. It was also wavy at the ends.

As she was devouring my hair, I knew she was going to eat all of me, my whole entire body. I shut my eyes and said to myself something like "Please don't let me see it" over and over again. My eyes were shut so tight that I could feel it. I even remember having my hands on my ears as to not to hear her munching. And what I felt from her eating at me was a strange tingle that made my whole body numb. I then received the sensation like I was floating, just hovering there. I knew what parts of me she was eating too, for the feeling spread down to my legs, up my torso and to my chest. (The strange part is, I actually came into consciousness for a few seconds and could still feel the tingly numbness of her eating me.)

Finally, she completely ate me entirely except for my eyeballs. I remember being able to see again and saw all this blood, clots and entrails, all over the water's floor, which now looked solid. At a point in time between her feeding, I saw her morph into what I apparently looked like at the time she was eating me. She went from straight white hair and blue eyes to dark brown wavy hair to brown eyes with a peach complexion. Then she returned to her normal appearance.

After she ate me, I remember her walking over to the right of me, right in front of a large horse that appeared out of nowhere. The horse looked as if it was blending into the shadows, because it was black and its hind legs were swallowed up by a thick black mist. Its eyes were scary looking, and its head was actually a mix between its visible skull, muscle and skin. It kicked the other me down to the ground and started eating her!

I remember seeing its teeth grab a hold of her bottom lip and rip it upwards until it came off. I turned away, not being able to bare seeing an animal demonic as this one eat a human, one that looked almost like me.

My dream fuzzed out and was replaced with the family room. My mother was sitting in the arm chair, rocking back and forth, and I asked her if she seen this new movie yet. (The movie was actually what happened between me and that girl and the horse.) She said she had seen it a million times with someone else, and wasn't interested in it at all. I was disappointed in hearing about this, for whatever reason, and walked off.

Night of 10/25/08

Dream -
This dream was actually pretty stupid, random, and just ridiculous, though it did give me a good laugh when I woke up this morning.

So there is this boy in Heinz hall that I see around campus a lot. He's friends with one of my newly made friends on campus in the hall as well, and I've met him only once. Probably the only reason he stands out to me is because he has blond hair and blue eyes, a common trademark that I fall for in guys. Also, the night I had the dream, I was talking with my friend Ashlee from Knight about our current work in progress of a story. We were discussing the antagonist, who is a serial killer.

There wasn't much to my dream to start out with, but the only part I remember is that it was like a movie. It had music in the background (though I don't remember what kind), and dramatic scenery. All I remember is that there was an old looking car pulling up on a cobblestone road in the rain. Stepping out from the car was this kid that I've only met once on campus. And the camera angles and music in the dream freaked out as if the viewer (me), suddenly discovered that this man was the bad guy of the so called story.

He stepped out and gave out a stereotypical evil laugh. He was dressed in a long dark trench coat, and the light and shadows on his face were harsh. And when he spoke, he sounded like Xerxes from the movie 300. His voice was low and ridiculous sounding.

It made a good story to tell at breakfast.

Night of 10/24/08

Dream -

This was a very strange dream. It first started when I found myself running through a hallway (at this point I was in third person watching myself come towards the camera angle). Something was chasing me, or was invisibly chasing me. There was a presence of something demonic or evil that was going to kill me if I didn't get out of this building structure. I was set on some kind of internal time limit as well, so if I didn't get out before the ‘alarm' went off, I was going to be slaughtered. (The dream actually reminded me of Saw).

Running into a dark room with miscellaneous objects inside, I shut the door behind me and pushed some kind of large structure in front of it. I believe it was either a desk or small bookcase. Worried that I wasn't going to make the time limit, I ran over to the window as a means of escape and saw that the glass was barred. There was only way to lift them, and that was to unlock a dial lock (like the ones on our high school lockers). The way I could figure out the combination was by holding the lock a certain way so when I turned the dial, it ‘clicked' over certain numbers. After a little bit, I just scrolled them in order and was able to unlock the window to escape just before I was to be killed. The combination on the lock was... I don't exactly recall, but I know for certain there was an 18 and a 6 in it, and possibly a 28...it was a 20 number.

Slamming the window shut and jumping out, my dream then changed angles where I was now running towards the said camera. The day was overcast and grey, almost rainy, and was sometime during the spring. Everything was just starting to mature but the trees did have leaves on them, and the grass was a healthy green. The place that I escaped from was on an embankment and was surrounded by giant trees. The outside...everywhere, there was plant life. It would have been gorgeous if I wasn't running from something.

I ended up running to a strange looking house for help. The house's roof was very steep, almost touching the ground itself, and it was brown mixed with an earthy tone of green. On the roof itself and all along the walls of the home was moss that was growing. Apparently, the house must have been there for quite a long time, and it seems very fictitious, but homey, nice.

I knocked on the wooden door, out of breath, and a pretty dark haired woman answered. She was slender and a little taller than me, maybe early thirties or late twenties. She was dressed in a dress of some kind, but I do not remember the color. She looked at me almost with malice.

I asked her if I could hide out in her home, and at first, she just stared, but then was called into the kitchen by two men. They were dressed in black police uniforms with a notepad out. She walked back over to me and, with a more sympathetic expression, and told me to run, that I couldn't stay there. She knew that my chasers were in there with her asking questions (the police), and I took off from her property.

I could hear my feet pounding down a damp road as I took off faster, not knowing where to go. On the right side of me were trees, and there was a slight wind that blew through the leaves. I could hear them hissing. That's all I remember.

The roof was a lot lower, but the concept is all the same.

Night of 10/23/08

Dream:

I didn't like this particular dream at all. I'm not sure exactly how it started, but I recall being in almost a blank room. The atmosphere of the place wasn't really that important, as my main focus was on a friend. Ashlee was crying her frustrations to me, explaining that she was raped. The more she went on about it, I began to cry, and the image of her shifted into an old friend from back home, my neighbor. Shelby grew up in a not so good family, as her dad cheated and was an alcoholic. So when Ashlee turned into Shelby, the air of the story grew darker and more devastating. She began explaining that she was sexually abused by her own father.

When her story was drawing to a close, I remember seeing walking on this stark white table, mechanical cats. They moved and felt like real cats, but at the same time, you knew they were fake. I tried giving one of them to Shelby, but she had vanished. I was left with about four of these mechanical kittens by the end of the dream.

Night of 10/22/08
No dreams this night.

Night of 10/21/08
No dreams this night.

Night of 10/20/08
No dreams this night.