A World In My Head!!

July 7ish 2010

Synopsis: A strange man in my bedroom claims to be the deceased brother of my friend. I don't believe him.

I am No Name
I was having a false awakening. My bedroom is very strange, like it's a mix of every bedroom I've ever lived in. Family, friends and co-workers come in and out of my bedroom, waking me up, asking me random things. Every time I roll over and go back to sleep.

I get up, and when I turn around, there's a strange boy sitting on my bed. He seemed so comfortable in my space it might as well be his bedroom. He was very nice and soft spoken. I don't remember all of our conversation.

But then he says "I have multiple personalities."

I think all of my friends are crazy, so I say "Oh, it's okay."

He lowers his head. What happens next was so jarring it made me lucid, but only for a few brief moments.

His head, hanging low, starts to shake violently! The hair transforms from brown to black. The neck completely detaches from the body as if on a hinge. The freed head-neck makes a complete 360 degree turn, going in and out of the chest as if it was only air. The head slowly raises up, and the neck snaps back into place.



His face completely changed!

"I am No Name. . . 'J'. . ."

I thought he was trying to steal my name! " 'J' is my name!"

He turns towards one of my drawings. "Did you use color pencils for this?"

"Yes! I had to buy a lot of pencils, it took me hours to finish it."

He looks around my room, and looks at me as if he's trying to analyze me. I wonder why he's so interested in me or why he's here on my bed. Then he tells me,

"I am Chris' brother."

I have no idea who's he talking about. I sorta know a Chris, but he doesn't a brother. Or does he mean a different Chris? When it's clear that he's confused me he changes his original statement.

"I am 'R's brother."

R is my friend from work. Her brother died years ago, and she isn't comfortable talking about it, at least not with me. So he was claiming to be her deceased brother visiting me in a dream.

"Really? You're R's brother?"

"Yes. And my name is spelled with two E's, not one."

"Oh, I didn't know that." Actually, I don't know what Rs brother name is.

He asks me "Is the family still living down on Wurzbach."

"No??"

But the question didn't make any sense to me. Because as far as I know R's family never lived on that road. They don't even live in this city!

Hey, I've got questions for him. "She doesn't talk about you. (It was years ago). Why doesn't she talk about you?"

He looks annoyed with my question and stands up. His face transforms again. This time he's anglo with fiery blond hair. I don't know what compelled me to say it, but I yell at him.

"Did you ever did anything to her? Did you ever hurt her in any way?"

He's pissed now! "WHAT ARE YOU GETTING AT? HUH? WHAT ARE YOU TRYING TO SAY!" He nearly knocks down half of my room. I don't like that angry look in his eyes.

I woke up shortly after.

I was too scared to ask my friend if her family ever did live on a road wurzbach. Or if her brothers name is spelled with two Es. I figure this dream character isn't who he says he is, except that he has No Name.