I woke up at about 3 this morning after an almost-nightmare about being followed by a big scary thing. Sometimes I thought it was a black lion. Then I thought it was a wolf with red eyes. And at one point when it grabbed me, it was just a big human who didn't talk. He just breathed really heavily until I threatened him with a pair of scissors.
I don't know what he wanted from me. I wasn't in any real fear of my life, but I was prepared to stab him to be left alone. And while this was going on, I was just wandering aimlessly through dark school rooms with a big tin of chocolate covered popcorn that I was trying to wrap so I could give it as a gift. (That's why I had the scissors with me...)
No sooner would I get a corner of wrapping paper taped to the tin, then I'd look up and see the things eyes glowing at me from the window. Everytime I walked through the kitchen of the WV house I'd look for it. And finally I ended up going to my parents' room to sleep, but it showed up inside again in the form of a child and it was carrying a shovel with "I'll kill you" written on the handle. It made like it would hit me with the shovel but I just stood there to wait for it, and it stopped. So we sat there staring at each other, me with a tin of popcorn, him with the shovel.
What the heck is going on in this skull of mine? They say dreams mean things, but all I can get from this one is that big, follow-y things are bad. Which I kind of knew already.
I don't know what he wanted from me. I wasn't in any real fear of my life, but I was prepared to stab him to be left alone. And while this was going on, I was just wandering aimlessly through dark school rooms with a big tin of chocolate covered popcorn that I was trying to wrap so I could give it as a gift. (That's why I had the scissors with me...)
No sooner would I get a corner of wrapping paper taped to the tin, then I'd look up and see the things eyes glowing at me from the window. Everytime I walked through the kitchen of the WV house I'd look for it. And finally I ended up going to my parents' room to sleep, but it showed up inside again in the form of a child and it was carrying a shovel with "I'll kill you" written on the handle. It made like it would hit me with the shovel but I just stood there to wait for it, and it stopped. So we sat there staring at each other, me with a tin of popcorn, him with the shovel.
What the heck is going on in this skull of mine? They say dreams mean things, but all I can get from this one is that big, follow-y things are bad. Which I kind of knew already.