The first dream was interesting, something i would add to my books. I saw through the eyes of a tall man, he listened quietly to nearby gossip pertaining to a murder that happened at the local tavern. A man was shot six times, five in the heart and once in between the eyes, each perfect shots. the five bullets went into the same place, and the one in between his eyes was exact in the middle. I don't know who i was seeing through next, but i was cleaning up said murder, the body already gone i was taking care of the blood and helping take away the bullets. which happened to look like my key-chain bullet. i couldn't remember anything that happened before this dream, i remember vaguely that something happened, but i can't put my finger on it. The second dream terrified me. It left me with a scary since of Déjà vu. It felt like i wasn't dreaming at all. I was resting peacefully when i felt something, laggy from sleep i didn't move, i just listened. Suddenly, something made a noise and it moved across my shoulders like some creature. I was so scared i couldn't move out of fear. all i could think of was the snacking sound it made, like something eating the air. I attempted to move, my legs wouldn't and one arm was under my chest. my heart was beating in my throat out of fear. My shoulders were under the creature as the snacking sound continued, only my right arm could move. I slowly moved for what seemed minutes out of agony and fear. I distracted myself briefly with the gun scene and the six bullets, and that it would be great for a moment in my book. I felt a wool like fabric and then soft skin. I reached for what i touched out of a sudden burst of anger, it was gone. Unsure if i was dreaming or not i looked around my room, nothing was out of place. Not wanting to see if the creature was still around before i attempted to sleep again i hunted for it. My heart beat constantly through my chest. Satisfied that it wasn't there and it was just a dream i laid back down. unable to sleep i wrote this down in my Dream Book. Then out of annoyance i went online hoping someone could tell me what this is. I decided to call the creature a Bed Bug.
Good morning, everybody. I recall two dreams from last night. They're both fragmented. I've been sick over the past couple days, and my sleep cycle has been all weird. So I think my body has taken whatever sleep it could get, and my dreams have been of secondary concern. Plus, my boss has been playing some wacky cat and mouse game with me for the past two weeks. I've been stressing out, waiting for some resolution. It gets more stressful each day. That obviously screws with my dream memory, too. Dream #1 A black and white view, as if of a somewhat modern movie posing as an old, black and white movie. A young, red-haired woman in kind of greasy denim overalls and a button-up work shirt was in her apartment, backed up against a wall or the doorway to a wide closet. The woman looked panicked. A number of men rushed into the room. They were all big and strong. But the woman had a wrench. She smacked one man on the back of the neck with a wrench. She may have also beat another man with the wrench. The remaining men may have run away or scattered back against the opposite wall of the room, possibly near a radiating heater. I got the impession of the men's names (or heard the men's names through narration?). The men's names were very similar, mostly like variations of Neil, like Niall, Niell, Nall, and Neil. Another man was either named Duncan or MacDuff. Dream #2 A girl lay on the top bunk of some tall bunk bed. She noticed that she had bed bugs. Some other person, possibly a child, was probably up on the bunk bed with her. The girl started explaining that she knew she had bed bugs. She may have started explaining how she'd gotten them. Her explanation became a narration from an adult male voice. The dream's view flew, just beneath the roof, through the girl's house (it might actually have been the girl's house -- i.e. she lived there by herself), to the front door. The narrator explained how three bugs came in through the crack at the bottom of the door. I now saw three bugs come in. One was a "bed bug" (it was kind of a brownish, beetle-like creature). Another was a strange bug that looked like a mix between a big roach and a shaggy-looking trilobite. The last was possibly some kind of black beetle. The narrator explained how each of the three bugs was attracted by some different element in the house. The narrator seemed to disregard the black beetle altogether throughout his explanation. The narrator began with the shaggy trilobite. The trilobite had been attracted by some kind of mucousy substance on the floor. As the trilobite scurried along the floor, following this mucousy trail, which would have been unnoticeable to the human eye, it also created a mucousy trail. The trilobite may have ended up somewhere like the kitchen. I didn't care much about the trilobite, and I was wondering when the narrator would finally get to the bed bugs. Finally the narrator explained the way bed bugs got into the house. I missed or forgot the explanation. I just saw the girl's bed again, the high bunk bed, dizzyingly high off the ground, almost touching the ceiling.
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