2, Feb, 09.

I can only remember bits and pieces, but I know the jest of my dream. I remember I was some kind of dark fiend (In human form), or maybe I was just a twisted person, I was follows a group of people my age. I know these people, people I dislike. I follow them. I notice I'm at Airlie Beach (Near where I live). I know I'm going to kill them as soon as I find them, and I have this feeling like..It was an urge. To bite them.

Next thing I remember..Myself and a few friends are walking out of town, we walk up a fairly steep hill, and on the top we see an old abandoned house, made from wood. Its fairly large, with white paint peeling and it was on high stilts. Then I remember myself exploring the house, I walked up to a cupboard and try to open it, but when I do a bar is across the doors so I can't open it.

I try to open it some more, but to no avail. I give up and walk away..

Next thing, I wake up in the dead of night. My neck hurts, at least, i think it does. The next part is confusing..I keep opening a door, and closing it, a few times, and a few times it looked like I crouched down to pick something up..a bucket i think, a red one. I dunno. Then I walk out the door and see a few kids that I don't recongise. Suddenly I realise that I'm a Vampire and I had bitten them and drank they're blood. And that the same had happened to myself not too long ago..

I woke up after that, if there was anymore dreaming i dunno. Maybe I will dream more tonight, but I doubt it.. I'm hoping somethings will reveal themselves after a few entries of this journal.