nightmare

first half of the dream was pretty cool. i was with damien looiking for a slice of pizza around treasure island and we ended up at a rugby game. i kind ajust msingled my way into it and then struck up a convo with some of the players after. a very nice boy similar to ryan uleg talked with me and said rugby season for golden gate was already in motion.

Later in the dream there was some crazy bitch who was outa control and the solutino for her was to take a bunch of pills and then she llitterally went down a drain and ddiedd, but then somehow ended up reaparing alive but with repulsive injuries like the girl from mean girls.

then i was in a room that held lots of poeple but everyone was trying to get the lighting right cause we thought it was the end f=of the world, even though me and susie new it wasnt. we meditated on purple chakra. the people began joining. we ended up or i did at leas was in a bed full of people and some naked indian girl laid on top of so after i laid on her and almost licked and fucked her but apparently she was new to the program and needed to take the pill that made the red girl really small.

last part of the dream was freaky and i was in like a bar talking with people and cud seee ronal mcdonald across the rooom. there was girl who kept playing a machine as well. mcdonald comes over and shakes my hand very nice guy. he expresses fears bout girl who keeps playing gthe same machine. damien thinkgs shes on to many vikadens. she gets really angry, that the machine breaks, and then somehow startes hanging out with us. she is constantly scratching or talking to people that arnt there. she ends up sitting next to me and trying to scratch me. she thinks the skittles i have are the rainbow and eventuallyl starts chasing mel i have to have ronald mcdonald and my friends restrain her. later ronal mcdonald tries to run from her but she catches up i woke up really scared

No time this morning.

2 nights ago, I dreamed that I went out my front door at night. Immediately, someone to my right was shining a flashlight in my face. I remember a really bright light in my right eye. Before I could even turn and look, I was thrown on a mobile bed. It felt like one of those wheely hospital beds. Anyway, I was being pushed along on this bed fast, but it was completely dark so I couldn't see where I was going or who my captor was. I had a weird moment of semi-lucidity, or perhaps it was just bravery, and I reached my left hand out, waving and slapping at the air, trying to feel for someone to find out who was doing this. I woke myself up, heart-beating fast and all scared. It was still dark out.

Then the annoying part: I was only awake for seconds, then I started feeling vibrations. But I didn't want to lucid dream!! I was too scared too lol. I didn't want to WILD into an LD, then be in a dark bedroom and have to possibly face some creep and not be able to change the dream. Or wake up from it. What a wuss lol. I should know better.

Some other nonlucids last night and this morning but I'm outta time.

Well, I did just as the title tells. I was sprinting down the street with a big, metal sledgehammer. I chased everyone there, broke into houses and stores and chased the people in there too. Everyone had to evacuate the whole town.
I woke up after my dog turned into a human with a bigger sledgehammer and chased the evacuated citizens. Crazy night

We were in class and we were doing math. After that it was game day in gym and our teacher said she would show us a new game but its a secret. At gym the teacher showed us a new device and we all had to input our names then it would scan us and create our level. After we each put in our names it started buzzing and we were teleported to a very long room with a bridge across a deep ravine. I was up 5th and my best friend was up last (27th). Most people got an extremely windy bridge and 3 of them fell to their doom.
My bridge had quickly rising lava and was very unstable. I managed to get across in time though. More windy bridges and more deaths of my classmates until my best friend. She didn't have wind or lava so I was wondering what her challenge was. She started hitting the air and screaming "They won't leave me alone!" She eventually got so fed up with these hallucinations that she jumped off the side of the bridge. But there wasn't a deep ravine. It was shallow and just painted expertly to look deep. I jumped down there with her and helped her out. She shook her head until she told me that "they" were gone.
We got back to class but there were only 17 of us. The teacher took out Ooccoo from the legend of Zelda series. But Ooccoo had open, red eyes and told us that she was watching all those challenges and she thought that every death was funny. She said that Ooccoo Jr. would have made it past all those challenges in a snap. But the last thing is that everything she saw was in black, white, and red.
I then woke up after maybe 5 seconds of being lucid at the end there making myself say "I think I have to wake up for school."

I was watching a movie with my mother. It was an abstract, independent horror film. It was disturbing in a very unusual way and it was black and white.

I become a part of the horror movie. I am now the main character.

I'm in a dark room. It's so dark I can't even see the walls. All that I can see is a little girl playing with a doll. But there is something standing behind her. It has long claws and burnt, black skin.

It reaches around her, she screams. The creature crushes the little girl's bones with his strength, and squeezes her until blood begins to drip out of her like a squeezed orange.



His black claws are so long that they encompass her entire body, squeezing every last drip of life out of her.

I am surrounded in the dark by this horrific creature. I run into the darkness.

I witness many deaths from this creature.

I find myself in a small castle. A symphony is playing in the middle of the room. There isn't any audience, just the symphony.

I listen to the man who plays the cello. The sound of his cello reverberates on every wall and comes back to my ears as perfection. He seems to lead the symphony with the melody of his cello.

I sense a change of atmosphere.

I am standing next to the staircase, above the symphony. I had been watching the man with the cello for so long that I had forgotten about the darkness, but felt it again.

I looked to my left and down the stone hallway. For a moment I thought I saw a presence. Things were turning black and white again, and the symphony began to slide their perfect melody into something darker.

"Not the cello player, not the cello player!" I think to myself, longing for whatever is coming to avoid him and his enchanting music.

I don't know where the creature is, but I can sense that it is getting closer.

I hear footsteps to my left. But then I hear them to my right.

I quickly glance to make sure everyone in the symphony is still alive, but when I look back up I see the darkness is beginning to return.

"Not the cello player, not him!" I scream in my mind.

I hear the clawing of the creature's claws against the marble. But I still can't tell where he is. I can feel him approaching. I hear his groan.

He appears below me, having crawled up the staircase's wall.

"It's not him I want, it's you," his raspy dark voice echoes towards me from the lowest layers of hell.

I paralyze in fear.

"And - It's you that is the monster, my dear."

Truth hit me like a bullet. It was me that had killed all of those innocent people, but I blocked that memory from my mind and replaced it with something that I could reason with. Because I had committed crimes only a monster could live with.

"And so I've clawed my way up from hell to drag you back down with me," the angel of darkness sneered.

I immediately woke up and was frozen in heavy sleep paralysis. My room was warping around me.

I slipped back into the darkness and continued to run, darkness chasing darkness.

I woke back up to sleep paralysis and eventually managed to get out of it.

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I was inside a gas station with a few characters from The Walking Dead. I think they were Dale, Daryl, Andrea, and Rick. The front door was boarded up and had a refrigerator blocking it. All but one of the windows were also barred up. I peeked through one of the barred windows and saw many walkers/zombies wandering the streets outside.

The four other survivors were busy gathering supplies. They were also arguing something about needing to relocate. I then looked out the unbarred window to get a better view of the area outside. I saw my mother running through the street trying to find a place to take shelter. A zombie then grabbed her and pushed her to the ground. Without thinking, I immediately opened the window and jumped out to try to help.

I ran towards my mother while weaving past other zombies trying to grab me. I transformed my right hand into a dragon hand and pierced my claws through the zombie's skull and into its brain. I pulled my claws out and pushed the zombie off my mother. I started thinking again and I became lucid when I realized what just happened. I wouldn't be able to transform my hand if I wasn't dreaming.

My mother got back up and I guided her back towards the gas station. A zombie came at me from the left. I pulled the zombie towards ground and then stabbed it in the back of the head with my claws. My hand got stuck when I did that. I put my foot on its head and started pulling. My hand broke free and half of the zombie's head came with it. I removed the rest of the head from my claws and wiped the blood and brain stuff off on my pants. It was probably one of the most disgusting things I've experienced in a dream, but I didn't really feel like it was a good moment for vomiting.

Another zombie was standing in front of the gas station window. I knocked it to the ground and quickly stabbed it in the head. I then told my mother to go through the window first. Several zombies were already around us and I had to kick and punch them to keep them back. When my mother got through, I quickly crawled into the window. I felt a zombie grab my leg when I was half way through. I tried to kick it away and managed to keep it from getting a bite out of me. A second zombie came by though and bit my right leg. It then ripped out a chunk of my flesh and I screamed in pain. I immediately grew a dragon tail and swiped both of their heads with my tail blade.

My first thought was, "I'm going to turn into one of them". I looked at my arms and I saw my skin was already turning gray. I still tried to crawl through the window though, but I was stuck. I wasn't exactly in the mood to be eaten alive, so I decided it would be best to kill myself. I summoned a gun directly into my hand. I pointed it at my head and said, "Time to wake up." I then pulled the trigger, heard the gun shot, and everything went dark.

Although it went dark and dream seemed to have ended, I wasn't awake. I could still feel that I was dreaming. "Everything ended, but I'm not awake? What do I do now?" I thought. My vision soon came back and I found myself lying in my bed. My bedroom looked a lot different though. I really felt like crap and I had a massive head ache. I placed my hand on my head and felt bandages wrapped around it. As I did this, I noticed that my arms and hands were really gray like a dead person. Apparently I somehow survived the shot to the head, someone saved me, and I hadn't completely turned into a zombie yet.

I heard people from outside the room saying something about currently treating my wound and the infection. It seems that the disease that makes you a zombie could be cured with medicine they were giving me. I felt like I should get up and take a look around. When I got out of bed I immediately leaned against the wall. It hurt to move my right leg. I looked down and noticed that there were stitches where I was bitten. I also felt very dizzy and my headache got worse after standing up. I questioned whether the headache was from the infection or from the bullet. I slowly made my way across the room towards the door. There was a mirror on the wall next to the door and I looked into it. I was wearing a hospital gown and really did look like a dead guy. It spooked me a little.

When I opened the door I saw one of my dream guides, the old man, sitting on a chair talking to my mother. He was apparently the one who gave me the medicine. We talked about something but I can't remember what. I noticed that the stairs were blocked off by a bunch of furniture, so we were pretty much safe on the second floor. I heard the sound of a truck driving out back. I looked over in that direction and noticed that the wall was missing. I think it collapsed.

I walked over there and saw Chris driving a blue truck around the field like a maniac. I think he was intentionally trying to piss off the zombies. I'm not sure if it was the dream or the medicine, but I definitely wasn't in the right state of mind in this part of the dream. I looked at Chris and gave him a double thumbs up. I then looked down and saw a few zombies below trying to figure out how to climb up. One of them jumped and managed to at least grab my leg. I fell and struggled to hang on to the ledge as the zombie pulled me.

One of them tried to bite my foot. I kicked it and yelled, "Hey! Fuck off zombies!" A couple other zombies came by and started trying to grab my feet. I then started yelling, "Ninja kick, ninja kick, ninja kick!" as I kicked them away. Chris noticed that I was having zombie problems, so he drove through the fence and over the zombies. He crashed the truck into the house and I fell into the back of the truck. He then shifted into reverse and drove back into the field. I think I woke up after this.

I was standing on a 2nd level balcony of an industrial type building, looking out into a somewhat large empty parking lot. There were several other people on the balcony with me, male and female. Off to the left was a tall brick wall of either the same building or another building, I'm not sure. I became aware of several people having an verbal altercation across the parking lot, straight out from where I was standing. There was a dumpster there, with some boxes and trash bags on the ground because the dumpster was overflowing. The people there were mostly younger, probably in their 20's and 30's, mostly male.

All of us on the balcony were just watching, not really talking or saying anything. The fracas over there was becoming louder and then became violent. Some people had big sticks like thick broom handles and were hitting other people. One of the guys with a stick hit a couple of the trash bags and ripped them open - when he hit them, two of the bags had young children inside of them. One of the children was very young, a toddler that appeared dead. The other bag had an older child about 7-8 years old, female, and I realized she was alive. The man with the stick started to hit the older child. Though the dumpster appeared to be across the parking lot, when the man started hitting the child it was as though the balcony was above the scene somehow. The fellow beside me was quite large, and he leaped over the balcony railing and landed on top of some of the boxes, rolled over on top of the child to protect her from the stick. The man with the stick started hitting this guy and as this happened, a trash truck ran into the dumpster ramming the dumpster and people and trash in front of the dumpster into the brick wall. It now appeared across the lot again as it had before. The entire mass of people, trash, dumpster were all mashed into the wall spilling the children out of their bags, and the man that had leaped from the balcony as well as the guy with the stick were all dead now. All of the other people in the parking lot became more violent to each other, the people on the balcony all went inside of the building. I stood there, shocked at what happened and how fast it had happened.

What makes this nightmare so interesting is that, I see it every time I have a fever, or when I am sick. It's exactly the same each time.

I'm running through a bush labyrinth, I'm wearing a white dress. I'm crying and scared, I keep glancing behind me as I run, but I can't see anything. There is this bad feeling inside me, that something awful is chasing me. I keep running, and take a sudden turn to left and everything slows down. (Like in slow motion)
I stumble a bit, but get quickly back on my feet. At the end of the labyrinth there is a knight, dressed in a silver armor, sitting on a white horse, that is standing on its back feet. I run towards the knight, and as I reach them, the knight offers their hand to me and I grab it. The knight pulls me up on the horse, and right when I'm about to see their face, I wake up.

Yes, I remembered nine dreams from last night. I think it has to do with it being a Saturday and being able to sleep in - I remember dreams better that way.

I can't remember the entire order though.

Dream 1: Hypnagogic imagery. It had something to do with a car. That's all I remember.

Dream 2: I was indoors, in a bedroom of some sort. I was with a kid who looked kind of like my brother and kind of like a friend I had in middle school (I think he kept changing). He was wearing a black sweatshirt. There was a spider hanging down from a web next to him as he sat on the bed. The spider kept moving around; it was scary and disgusting. Apparently the kid wasn't sure if he wanted to kill it or let it stay alive. It was red and black and changed from mostly red to looking like a black widow. It was really creepy.

Dream 3: I was at a restaurant. There was a girl who was in love with a guy that were sitting at a table either with me or near me; I honestly can't remember. I was at the restaurant and saw a group of friends along with the two people who were in love with each other. I think the girl was blond and the guy looked like Orlando Bloom or that one character from the Princess Bride with the black hair...but I can't remember fully. -_- I had chicken nuggets on my plate. I was around people for a while, then suddenly I was at a more solitary table, and I felt a bit lonely. Then I went to the bathroom or something, and when I came back, almost all the lights were out. Everyone was silent and the doors and windows of the restaurant were shut; you couldn't get out. For some reason my brother was there, sitting at a table. I asked him what was going on, and he told me. I don't exactly remember what he said, but I think the restaurant had been taken by an evil group or something.

Why must I have so many nightmares? D:

It must've been right around this point when I realized, although sleepily and hazily, that this was a dream. Which leads me into

Dream 4: As soon as I realized I was dreaming, the scene fell away and shifted to something nicer. I was with a girl and I wanted to travel with her into a place where we could fall in love. I was lucid at this time, but my awareness was kind of low. We looked at a few places: a foggy city, a beautiful urban city with black buildings and yellow/multicolored lights (reminiscent of LA), and over a nebula thing in space. Yes, we were flying. However, for some reason, I got scared (this happens a lot when I get lucid, which is dumb because it's a dream; what is there to be scared of?) and I woke up.

Dream 5: I was chosen to be in a piloting class, with only 3 or so people in it, for whatever reason. The instructor asked if we had read the assigned textbook material. I hadn't, but flipped to the back of the book, where there was an astronomy section. Then we went outside in some sort of hover vehicle to go around town, and that's when I looked out the window and saw a shooting star! I've never seen one before (I've caught glimpses of them, but was never sure if it was just my imagination or not), and in the dream I couldn't remember if I had seen one once before or not. Anyway, the meteor was a giant gray rock with little pieces coming off of it, and it glowed this beautiful shade of electric blue. IT WAS SO COOL! When I saw it, I yelled out "WHOA!" because I had never seen one before and because it was so enormous. My friend and the instructor, who were in the craft with me, were so happy for me.

Dream 6: I was on this psychology forum that I go to. One of my friends' profile said that you must tame the beast and it will choose you. And for some reason, I thought I was getting a dragon. XD Instead, I got a creature that looked like Barney. My subconscious is so bizarre. O__________O XD

Dream 7: Someone was telling me I was addicted to the internet, and I got (understandably) very mad at them. That's all I remember.

Dream 8: We were supposed to be driving somewhere, even though that day was apparently going to be "Carmageddon." (This has its basis in reality, because my brother went to a cross-country race on that day, today.) I figured that (for some reason) there would hardly any cars in the morning, so we should just go then. But we weren't going...for some reason.

Dream 9: My mom got interested in personality theory! And I think she was looking at a typology forum. I highly doubt this would happen in real life - I've tried to tell her about it - but you never know, I guess.

That took forever to type. xD

I was at some sort of tourist attraction. It was a bay connected to the ocean. The water was a weird shade of turquoise, but a nice warm temperature. I was in the water, swimming or treading water or something, when my dad and mom floated by on this tiny little boat thing and told me to hop on.

Oddly enough, the boat was tiny, and I barely fit in. I had to lay down sideways in order to fit. It was also made of rubbery material, which was weird. My dad said something. I remember that the ocean was beautiful and that my brother was in the ocean too, trying to find us. But it took him a long time.

Then we were on a pier, walking. When we reached the end of the pier, there was a pirate ship show and my family joined the crowd to watch it. I wasn't that interested, so I pulled out my mini sketchbook and was about to draw something when suddenly they came out and forced me to be a volunteer for the show. They just said something along the lines of "Any volunteers?" and then grabbed me (even though I didn't say anything) and dragged me on board. They said I was going to be a volunteer, but didn't tell me what I was supposed to do, so I was really, really irritated. And also scared, because I would be standing in front of a bunch of people without knowing what I was doing. IRL, this wouldn't have happened. I'd have forced my way out of the ship.

Eventually, when I was supposed to go onstage, they realized that I had no idea what I was doing and so replaced me with some other guy. But I couldn't leave the ship. Then I got really angry when the guy did it and it wasn't anything that hard at all. I don't remember what he did, unfortunately.

Then everyone in the ship started partying and coloring - yes, they seriously got out activity books and started coloring - except me. And I had a really hard time forcing my way out of the ship. Luckily, it was still docked, and I was heading out when either I woke up or the dream stopped. Ugh, I hate how many of my dreams involve me getting captured and forced to do things. ;___; And everyone having a party without me. Not cool, man. x_x

This entry should've been written on Wednesday, but I got lazy. >: (

According to my hastily scribbled notes on my bedside bookshelf, "Looking photos family." I can't remember this, but apparently it happened, so I'm recording it now. xD Now for what I actually remember. It may have been two dreams, but I'm uncertain; they sort of blurred into one another.

I was at the beach with my family. I was trying to take a shower, because there was a building with a bunch of individual shower rooms there and I wanted to get cleaned up. The building was brown with a lot of different doors on it. The day was sunny, and I remember the sand and watching people come in and out of the rooms. But I think all of them were taken, because I didn't up taking a shower, and I was uncomfortable because I was all sandy. It was really annoying.

Then this is where it turned into a nightmare. Ugh. Sometimes I wonder if it would be better to forget these...:S

We were having a campfire outside. It was nighttime. I think all my family was there. We were in a pine forest, and we had just come out of this cabin thing to go out into the woods and have the fire. We were sitting on picnic blankets, and then suddenly I felt this really hot sensation on my legs and rear end and I realized that the ground under my blanket was on fire. It was on fire under all of our blankets. Then it caught a nearby pine tree on fire, causing it to fall over. I tried to warn my mom, because she was right by the tree, but before I could it fell and hit her on the head. :c Thank goodness it was really skinny and didn't crush her. Of course it was just a dream, but it still freaks me out.

Then - get this - my dad looks around the forest and started laughing. I think it randomly changed to daytime or early evening, but the fire was still burning in random patches throughout the forest. He yelled out something like "THIS IS HOW NATURE WORKS!" as everything was catching on fire. This is NOT how my dad usually is, I promise you he's a lot less...spooky? Then this creepy oversized yellowish-brown frog thing was staring at us, with blank green eyes, and by this time I was reaaaally freaking out. I wanted to go back into the cabin (as though that was actually going to save me, lol )

And I woke up after that with significant relief.

09-21-2012 -- VERY strange dream. I'm having some political discussions with some liberal friends right before bed, who I strongly disagree with, then I go to sleep. I suddenly find myself waking to a very Mindwarp^* situation. There is a loud, commanding voice giving me orders in my dark, empty room (in the Hickory house). I look around the room carefully, and eventually find some sort of squak box / monitoring device has been installed on the blinds in my room, while I slept.

This voice is promoting a very socialist agenda, and threatening me with what will be done to me if I don't follow it's orders. It gives lots of orders, but most I can't remember. The one I can remember is that I was to hold myself back because my sister is not as talented as I am, and I am not allowed to do better than her. [Has nothing to do with my real life sister.]

As this this is going on, there is a really weird game show on the TV in my room. It is a game that involves people trying to solve charades by other people that they can neither see nor hear, which makes it really tough. At the moment, Wink Martindale is the contestant, who is trying to solve charades being performed by ... Wink Martindale?!? Somehow they have moved him in time so he is playing against himself!

I approach the box, rip it off the blinds, and start to break it apart, and it threatens me ever more fiercely, ordering me not to separate the broken pieces, though I am obviously going to do so. Finally, it produces a line of tiny glowing hieroglyphics that look like human figures. I have to figure out the meaning, but they are too tiny, there is no way to decode them.

Somehow throughout this entire thing I have not been myself, but KB. They have come and taken me away to prison because I didn't obey the voice, and they have thrown me into a very large bathroom with four or five big nude criminals, then turned the lights out. Obviously a scary situation. I rush to the door, still nude, and open it so there is some light to see by.

I find myself in a locker room, and start opening lockers until I find one with my clothes in it, and start dressing as quickly as possible, hoping to get out of here before anything more happens to me. Semi-short, but intense dream.


^*[Five or six years ago I had a very strange real-life situation happen. Kind of scared me for an evening. Had no idea what was going on. Had been renting a room from some people for just a couple of months. This room was lined with shelves near the ceiling that had tons of kid toys on them. One night I went to bed, and was fast asleep when I woke to hear this loud, deep voice seeming to come from nowhere, saying something along the lines of "Prepare for Mind Warp!"

I was suddenly wide awake in my room, quite scared by this mystery voice, not sure if I was awake, asleep, or insane. I'd turned the light on, there was nobody in the room. The TV was off. I had no radio. Nothing!

I sat there hyperventilating for a minute or two, turned the light off, and tried to go back to sleep, when the same voice returned again, saying something about mindwarp over or something. (It's been several years, I no longer remember the closing phrase nearly as well.)

Terribly frightening. Got up the next morning and searched the room carefully, and found a battery-powered game called Mind Warp that spoke when activated. Whatever it was, exactly, it was a toy I'd never heard of, and therefore very frightening to suddenly hear in the middle of the night. That toy was quickly relocated out of my room.

Anyway, that was the Mind Warp story referenced in the dream.]

Not much recall from last night.

I was in what was supposedly Thailand, with people I perceived as friends who in real life I don't know.

I was paranoid that they were going to plant drugs on me, which when I went to the toilet and came back I found out they did. They were acting suspicious around my travel bean bag neck support and when they left I opened it to find a large bag of cocaine.

I was worried, I didn't want to go to the police because I didn't trust them and couldn't prove they had planted it, I called my mum and decided to just leave, leave the hotel, buy a new suitcase (incase they had planted stuff elsewhere) and get out of there.

At other points in this dream, before or after, I was back home and faced with the decision of giving up life overseas to return home and be a director at a football club. I watched my team play before I was due to leave and hadn't decided on what I was doing as I had to consult my partner in Australia. A large part of it was spent in what would be the board room, but it was like a large room with table sand chairs and a glass window wall to watch the game.

Non Lucid.

I'm afraid of telling anyone the details of this dream because people might think I'm going psycho. It's "not normal" for a teenage girl to have such dreams.

This I had Sunday night, school's the next day. I have been drawing people mutilating themselves in various ways. Normally I don't draw such things, but right now I am in a bit of a depression. I need some kind of relief.

This is one of the dreams I have where I am not in my own body. I don't know anyone in it. I can't remember a lot of the thoughts I had.

I was in the body of a very fit man in a chalk-striped dark blue suit. There was some part of me viewing his mind objectively, though I still initiated some action. In some parts he and I were of the same mindset.

We went to either a terrace of a big business building or a gas station though I didn't see any pumps. It was night and there were lights on the covering of the white triangular roof. Then I saw a gray-blue garbage can in front of one of those convenience store doors on the only far wall (gray/beige) to the left and then a little boy standing next to the garbage can. He had on a dark gray short-sleeve T-shirt with black lining the collar and cuffs. I cannot remember his bottom-half. Inside the door it was quite bright (sort of a white light, I couldn't see much).

I don't know exactly how but I killed him, his head was hanging cleanly off his neck to the left but he was standing quite upright. He had black hair and looked like that kid Asa Butterfield. Before I killed him I had a vague feeling of frustration and surprise. There was not much blood.

Then a white woman (maybe in her late 20s, early 30s) with long blonde hair in a light top and blue jeans ran up to the boy and started speaking animatedly to him. I walked away. I thought, I have to go somewhere else, then I spotted a black car pulling up (maybe a Lincoln). Before getting in I turned to look and the boy was alive again. The woman was pulling him to a red car beside a gas pump, it looked like he was trying to resist. Like there was an invisible pole and he was hanging onto it with his limbs splayed out. They looked more child-like when I killed him. Now they looked spidery and thin, stretched. He was yelling out something, he sounded panicked, I couldn't get any actual words. Then I turned around and woke up, hot and sweating.

I've been having some scary, weird dreams recently. My dream starts off with me playing my Xbox in my room with my cousin. All of a sudden, he runs downstairs faster than an olympian and I am stuck upstairs by myself. As I am about to take my first step down the stairs, I see a human skeleton just standing on the opposite side of the staircase, 14 steps down. The weird part is that there was a light shining just on the skeleton, and the rest of the room was dark. The skeleton never moved until I tried to take a step. When I move down, the skeleton moves up a step. When I move back, he moves back. Finally, I just jumped down the flight of stairs. Unfortunately, I landed in his arms like a baby, and he tickled me till I woke up. I've had this dream about 4-5 times, and it always ends the same way!!! Its so annoying!