Thread: Fableflame's odd dreams

Hahaha, god.
I've had this Dream Journal a month and 17 days now, and this will only be the second dream I've logged here. I must post moar.

Anyway, last nights dream:
I was in the basement, and I had this huge white cat, sort of like some of the Lolcats I suppose. I opened the garage door, the door that we would drive the car through to work on it, and let the cat out. I went back upstairs to my room and watched the cat roam around in the back yard. My little sister was in the room, I think she was watching TV, but I don't remember what was on. I started yelling at my sister, telling her to get the hell out of my room. I don't know why, but I was angry, yelling at the top of my lungs. She didn't want to leave, so I kept yelling at her. At some point, my step-brother walks in and over to my computer desk. (which I should point out, was on the wrong side of the room) He picks up a drink, presumably his, and walks out. Then my sister finally leaves.

Any dream interpreters wanna take a shot at this?

Post more! *whipcrack!*

Heh, finally another entry.


I don't know what was going on, but I think I was a part of some kind of primitive war. Anyway, I had this weird torch. It was like an old-timey torch, except that there were two buttons on the handle that you used to operate it with. I'm really not sure how it worked, and I didn't understand it in my dream either. After running around through this castle trying to burn stuff and being unsuccessful, I walk outside and see a little orange, furry kitten lying in an indention in the wall. Now I'm not sure why, but I decide to try and light it on fire. I stick the torch to the kitten and press a button, but all that happens is it leaves behind some kind of clear liquid on it's fur. I instantly am sorry that I tried to set the little guy on fire, so I pick him up and hold him to my shoulder and begin petting him, actually apologizing to the little guy. But then I woke up.