Most of the time, all of my dreams are in third person, like watching a TV show. This time, I was the subject. I felt the water and tasted the blood, and felt the sorrow in my heart...I freaked out when the alarm went off. So I'd like an explanation for this weird dream...


I was at my house, fishing with my dad in my swimming pool. A homeless woman I had befriended was helping me. I got bored of the boat and jumped into the water in my navy sweatpants. I held the fishing rod, and the homeless woman wrapped it around her arm. Suddenly, I caught something huge. I told her to let go and let me get it. I was dragged underwater (but I knew I was gonna come back up again), being pulled through clouds of blood. I held on tightly, hearing my dad's voice in my head. I saw the gigantic hook in the animal's hand - it was a human girl...around my age. I couldn't hold on (or hurt her anymore) so I let it go and swam up. She turned black and white and gasped for air. I pulled her over to the side of the pool and told her that I wouldn't hurt her anymore, it's okay.

This was around 5 Am, I had about 40 minutes to kill before getting up. I wanted to stay awake, but I guess I didn't...

Overall, the whole thing creeped me out.