nightmare

I'm in a house, it seems familiar. I'm trying to tell people something but they are either distracted, ignoring me or this damn guy is playing the guitar and he starts playing louder and louder at the important parts. I'm trying to a woman that story in the bible where the kid is sent out for something and he hits his head or whatever and then when he wakes up it's nearing dark so he goes back and finds out it's been like 60 years, not just a few hours like he time traveled or something. But when I tried to tell it to yet another person I kept stuttering and losing my track and it was so hard to speak and then finally I could speak but when I could she got distracted. And then my damn half sister kept distracting everyone by talking about her stupid shit and I could only get frustrated and tell her to shut up until I get this out, but then I'd stutter again. Then I just tried to tell it to anyone near me and still failed. Then I could hear that tool who purposely tried to play his guitar over me, he is in the back bedroom, I hear him talking so loud to someone, I think he must be on the phone and he's talking about me and that what I'm trying to tell people so I get freaked out that he's planning something and inviting people over to make it harder for me to convey things, so I wait for him to come out and I grab his guitar and smash on his head and he poofs away like purple powder, and then everyone gives me horrible looks like I murdered someone or something.

I'm with two random DC's, they're getting all this weird equipment together so go scuba diving in the burmuda triangle. I plead with them not to, that there's still beings down there with the giant pyramids and sphinxes, and they just brush me off like I'm crazy and then they walk away and then I see the murky under water scene of the giant pyramid get closer into my vision until I get shoved and sucked into the scene forcefully and I'm all by myself and I'm so deep under water and I can't see through the water clearly just blue tint and black shadows and I see entities coming towards me and I try to swim away but I'm getting sucked towards the sea bed.

I went outside to get away from people and felt pain on my right cheek so I messed with it and gobs of thick cottage cheese looking puss squirted out for a good two minutes, I got it everywhere. Then I hear the rv pulling out, and my sister ran up to me and said we took too long and that they left us. Then me and my sister were sitting on the floor with blankets like we were getting ready for a sleepover and we were listening to the radio, it said there was mass ghost hauntings in Minnesota, we were relived briefly until they said it is now in california, I panicked because I knew they'd go after me..(luckily my alarm clock woke me up)

For some reason I decide to take drugs, something like ecstasy. Then there is a bit of the dream highly disoriented, just bits of visual and my laughing. then it seems like the next day when I awaken I realize something is wrong in my mouth, so I go into the bathroom to look in the mirror. I see that a word has been carved all the way through my front teeth, the words "rock and roll" ground deep but not all the way through my bottom right front side of my teeth, the words "quantum power" carved very lightly into the inside bottom left side of my teeth, and other words on my teeth that I can't quite understand, but worst of all is the tattoo on the inside of my bottom lip it's big and long in black and white very noticeable almost shows when my mouth is shut, it says something mortifying (I don't want to tell it to anyone so I won't write it here). I flip out and ask my friend who the hell did this to my mouth?! she tells me that when I was on drugs I forced some guy to do it, so I go find the guy and yell at him for doing this to my mouth but he yells back that I forced him to do it to my mouth when I was high. I tell him that since the lip tattoo is white with black out lining that he needs to cover it up with red and black, he agrees and I tell him no words, just make it looks like a wound with blood so he does and I get only a little relief for now my teeth have holes and damage that I can't hide.

I was sitting on the couch and I feel this pain in my mouth, and it's also an excruciatingly annoying feeling. I begin to grind my teeth, it's seems to relieve only a little bit of the discomfort. Then I hear this cracking or flaking noise from my mouth and I know one of my molars just detached, I panic and put my hand in my mouth to get the tooth, I tongue the spot where it came from, it feels so empty and I can feel my soft gums, I freak because I think now my retainers wont work or fit, then I think for sure that I haven't gone through puberty yet so it was just a baby tooth and hopefully another one will grow before my jaw starts to deform back to TMJ. I look at the tooth and it's all covered in decayed holes with cavities. Then my mouth starts to hurt again, so I grind my teeth to relieve the agony again, and then I hear that dreaded noise and the give of a loose tooth on the front bottom of my mouth, all those horrible thoughts about my retainers not fitting come rushing back. I pull the little front tooth out and it's clean, no cavities or decay, I think I need a spacer, or to put something in there before my jaw deforms, but then I convince myself again that maybe I haven't gone through puberty yet and it was just a baby tooth and I'll just grow another before my jaw deforms. Then a third time I feel that agony now on the right bottom molar, I grind my teeth to relieve some pain, but then I hear the noise and feel it give. I panic and reach in my mouth to pull it out, i tongue the area again, I hated that soft gum feeling, this time my mom is there for some reason, I tell her three of my teeth fell out, she just gives me a weird look, so then I began to cry and weep like I did when I was a child and I tell her but maybe I didn't lose all my babie teeth yet, and new ones will grow back, then my mom just laughs at me. I look at the tooth and see that it's covered in decay and cavities and holes.

Me, my mom, my grandma, my sister, and my uncle are at what looks like a park, but the atmosphere is smoggy. We're standing under those metal covers things over the tables where people can eat. I notice my mom and grandma start freaking out. I look out to see what it is that's is frightening them. In the sky is what at first I think is maybe a firework, but my mom and grandma says it's a missile. And it is. It's a long white missile, but in the sky it is too close, and it is cracked and red and orange light and fire is comeing out if it, it must've messed up and went of in the air. The smoke from it is already trailing at us. The missile is slowly going around us, and I feel it will soon fall and crash directly where we are and as I think that it changes course and slowly starts falling in our direction. We contemplate if the metal structure is enough safety, it surely isn't so I motion to the group of buildings behind us. We start to run, and the children I pass I warn them and they panic too and also run towards the buildings. When we get into the building I only see my grandma and uncle with me, I panic and ask grandma where is my mom and sister, she says that they decided it would be better to go home, I start freaking, for some reason I think our house isn't safe from the missile & we shouldn't have split up. Two girls interrupt and point us to the right where the walls are cement and it leads to an underground parking garage. That seems pretty safe to us so we follow them. When we enter I notice these two bulletproof glass sound booths, me my uncle and grandma run into one and lock the door. We feel pretty safe, but I'm wigging out about my sister and mom. My uncle starts digging through this emergency kit that was in the booth, he pulls out this blueish gray object, he's tells me to calm down with a weird smile on his face, then I realize what the thing in his hand if for, its a spring loaded shot that forces someone to calm down against there will. I tell him not to do it, but he just says I need to calm down then he chases me around the booth and shoots the thing into me on my right shoulder, then I instantly fall to the ground on my stomach and my body feels heavy and paralyzed, and all I can do is cry like a three year old, so I do, almost like I have to. My grandma just sat there and didn't pay attention to the while thing. It lasts for awhile, when It wears off I get up slowly, and admittedly now calm. Then my grandma gets an urgent phone call from my mom, she put it on speaker so we can hear. My mom say something like "Please, I need help, let manneul in". We sit there confused for a bit, at first I thought they were hurt from the missile, but I put together that my dad got to them and is holding them hostage and forced her to say that on the phone so he could get me also & kill my family. I wonder if he hurt my mom and sister. I hear whistling coming from outside, I tell my uncle & grandma to wait behind while I check, I ran back to the door that leads outside, and when I look out I see my dad wearing the blackest clothes I'd ever seen with a hood, when I see him I split and run back, I shut a door that leads to the car garage so he wont be able to know where we are, but the door keeps bouncing open and closed because I touched it but there's no time so I run to the booth to warn my grandma, I can still here the door bouncing and leading him to us. I get into the booth and lock it. Then my dad walks in and comes up to the glass, I can't believe it but my uncle unlocks the door & runs and leaves me and my grandma and now my dad gets in the booth.Then I woke up

I'm walking towards my bedroom door, I open it and turn the corner towards the kitchen/living room. I see my dad, He didn't hear or spot me, yet. I quietly sneak back into my room, turn off the light & lock my door. I lay in my bed & grab m y phone, I try to contact my mom with it but it isn't working. I feel anxious & need to contact her because I feel he'll come to my door any second now. Suddenly I see a blueish cell phone light beaming from under my door. I instantly know it's him, he's on the floor staring at me so silently & it's horrifying. I realize he can probably see my cell phones light shining on my face so I quickly pull it under the covers with me to kill the light. It seems as though he is staring at me for an eternity. I pretend to be asleep and then he tries to calls my phone but I quickly turn it off. Then he becomes furious, and starts thrashing on my door. He was actually succeeding in almost getting my door open somehow, so I jump up out of my bed & cover the bottom of my door with my shoes & some of my dumbbells. I think he might try to steal my dumbbells so I move them at an angle to where I'm confident he can't take them. Then he tries to get in again so I get on the floor & lean my back against the door & put my feet against my dresser so he can't push me forward with the door, but I worry he might be able to push both me & the dresser forward. I notice that out of nowhere an old nokia brick cell phone appears next to me on the floor & starts ringing. I look, & it's my mom. I answer & then quickly hang up so my dad can't hear, but I know that now I have her number. I quickly text her, I realize looking into the phone screen that it's like a clear sphere, like trying to text on a screen on a clear green light glowing marble & this makes it difficult. I text her something along the lines of "Help me, lord farqwad snuck into the house and is trying to get me!". At this action he seems to dissipate whilst making angry defeated noises.