Alternate Universe: The Chronicles

Winter of 07'

In The Fog

I remember being in the room of our new house. It was morning, barely, maybe 7 or 8. I call out to my mother across the hall. I’m lying in bed and although there is a window near the head of my bed I don’t attempt to move towards it. She comes into my room and looked out my window. I think she replies no to my question but she might have said yes. For some unknown reason the answer to that question was important to me. I have for some time associated fog with sinister atmospheres. I think I was weary of what would happen to me if I left the house and there was fog.

I can remember leaving my home on two paths but both leading to the same place. The first led from my home to town. It was a route I was accostumed to taking on a daily basis. I preferred the solace of my journey’s on that road. The second was a path that led from and older home we had recently moved away from. That path too leading to town. I leave the first path behind and end up on the second path. I’m walking through the town centre, headind towards the traffic lights. I see two friends in the distances. The two recognised me coming and greeted me, the girl waved the guy smiled. I approach them in a friendly enetgentic way.

“Hey, hey what’s going on here you two?” I pointed towards my two friends. I was hinting at some secret relationship. She coyly smiled but he mildly rejected the idea.

“Wouldn’t you like to know?” She replied, a classic response that my mother and I believe father have used. The guy said nothing. I asked them where they were headed. The girl responded they were going to the new town centre in our town. Apparently it was near my home. You could see it peaking above the bridal store. It was a white domed shaped building. I said that I had never heard of the centre being built. She laughed saying that something to the effect of how couldn’t I have when I was living right next to it? I remember thinking in the dream that I wasn’t my self anyway that day. I was a bit distance in thinking. I just believed that I must have known about the centre’s building but just forgot. She invited me to go with them.

While we were walking there I thought to my self why couldn’t I remember the centre ever being built. We finally arrived after a couple seconds. When we walked in it was quite busy. I don’t actually remember recognising the faces of the people passing. I saw a phone box and a couple of the friends they were going to meet were there waiting (I had actually seen them that day). They joined the line we were walking in. I didn’t really speak to them in the dream. I noticed my best friend at the time and she came out of whatever store she was in to see me. The other people we were with didn’t like her. They rolled their eyes when she greeted me.

We all started walking. We ended up outside the centre on a road. The road was foggy and something made us all feel really weak. The guy I had original met up with by the traffic lights playfully pushed me. Unwillingly I fell. We were all really weak and knelt or laid down. I remember falling near him. I asked my friend were she had gotten her shirt from. She said a store call Lauren’s (a favourite name of mine during that time) and that she would take me there sometime. (The girl I had first started walking with disappeared I think while we were walking to the centre. I don’t remember seeing here after some point, I think when we were closer to the bridal store.) We were on the road and I thought we should get up (I remembered the scene in Lord of the Rings when the hobbits weren’t supposed to be on the road). One of my other friends (a girl) stood up first. She was the farthest on the road. A car that came from the north, (we didn’t hear it coming) and hit my friend, then reversed on to her then hit her body again (she apparently has a history for getting hit by cars). Her best friend who was already there opened the car door ( I don’t think there were any windows to see through, if there were they were black). She was saying “What the hell!” Or something to that effect to the driver but then she actually looked at who was driving the car. It was a male thing, a shadow like thing with yellow eye and a blackened body. It was like something you’d see in a cartoon about ghosts. It’s head had three spikes on it. The creature laughed at the girl and drove off, the door still open. I remembered wanting to hold his hand because I was scared. The girl who had been hit was in shock, her eyes were blinking rapidly. I think by then there was only five of us. My friend and the guy didn’t fuss much over the “accident” which is strange for him since she’s his best friend. While the girl was with her friend I was wide eyed with worry. I thought to myself we need to get out of here. I didn’t know which way we could go since the car came from north but headed south. Another figure came from another direction. It was also like the creature. It was dressed in a trench coat and a brown hat, I think like the stereotype of a detective. He had the voice of Teabag a character from Prison Break. His voice was a deep southern, creepy accent. He said “You kids shouldn’t be out here on your own.” That really spooked me. The creature head north. I knew that the three of us left couldn’t go either north or south. I didn’t sense and apprehension in the guy or my friend (she defiantly wouldn’t have reacted well to anything fearful). I noticed another path. I realised we had to walk that one. All three of us were walking along that road. It was still foggy but some figures, trees could be made out. Near the end of the place we were in it was only me and him. We were near McDonalds again I think. I knew we should go to my house because we’d be safe. We walked back to my old home. My mom was there in the kitchen. I was going to tell her what happened but I realised she wasn’t real. He was the only one who didn’t disappear from the dream.

April 27th, 2009

Biking & Fog? Someone's Got the Bugs.

It begins with Jack M (my main character in a novel), lawyer, cycling through the woods. It’s foggy. Jurors and judges are cycling around him. Some call out “Hey Jack” or “We’ll be adjuring shortly” something to that effect. Jack gets off his bike parking it near brownish-red tree. He walks farther into the woods finding an area clear from fog. There are dirt mounds and piles of mud surrounding him. He walks into the middle of this clear area. On the dirty ground Jack notices a yellow walkie talkie. Images of the sounds he hears enter his mind. He can hear voices and a conversation. The images in his mind shake the hold a greyscale colour, pale enough to display a partial colour.

I can see someone a friend of mine. He is questioning someone, a man is with him. The person doesn’t tell him what my friend wants to know. My friend kills the man he was questioning. The next image I see is my friend and the other man hiding behind a wall. I know for some reason that my friend was being bugged. I knew that there were bugs everywhere in his clothes, on him, in his car. I (not Jack) call out to him to tell him through the walkie talkie. It’s too late and the other man kills him destroying some of the bugs. One of the bugs had recorded my voice. A little animal, maybe a tiny rabbit found the bug near me. It squeezed it between it’s paws and the faint sound of my voice was heard by the assassin. He tried to recognise my voice so he could find me. I managed to find a loud distracting noise to prevent him from listening.

2008

Dreaming of Death: The Year of the Grim Reaper- Dream No.2

-During 07' to 08' Death featured heavily in a lot of my dreams.

Me and a friend were walking home from work. We noticed four dogs, I’m not sure of the breed. They were dark grey. Three of them had healthy silky coats the four had a dull coat and seemed less enthusiastic. I knew that that dog was dying.

December 2008

Dreaming of Death: The Year of the Grim Reaper- Dream No.3

They were a few of us, I’m not sure how many and were in this place like a cave but not a cave…It was a hole in the ground, a steep hole with a rock covering the top. People started climbing out. The rock started to fall slowly. There was just me and some guy. He tried to find a way to help us out but he couldn’t. I think I was pregnant. I was wearing a white tank top (it did cover my belly). I knew we were going to die. I knew it was dream and that the persona I had become in the dream was not real. I realised, a short time before the rock was closing in on me that it was a dream and that I wouldn’t feel any pain. I tried to get myself to fade out the rest of the dream yet I couldn’t turn it off. I felt the rock crush me.

I had the same dream again but the outcome changed (in the same night). The guy found a way and got us out.

December or November? 2008

Premonition? My Spirit Guide?

It started off with my friend her mom and some guy with curly hair who I didn’t know. We were in some forest like place. My friends mom was telling us about the dangers we could face in the place. We started walking. I noticed these furry heads in the far distance. My and my friend started running but it was an awkward running. Our legs didn’t really bend because we didn’t want to make it obvious to the lions that we were running. We were heading to this little shelter but the lions caught up with us. They started growling then they stopped. They turning into humans and we started petting them. I was fearful about asking but I asked one of the lions whether there were anything in the forest more dangerous then them. They said Crescent Moon and Radiant Sun. They warned us not to trust them.

2008

The Missing Dog and the Familar Strangers

The dream started on the road to my second house in Long Island. My friends dad and brother were driving up to my old house. Along the lengthy road I saw a purple house that reminded me of a wizard. I thought my friend would like to live there. They stopped around the corner from my old house. This girl about my own age came out from her house to greet me. She and her brothers took my bags. When went into her house and she started updating me on all the gossip I had missed out on.

Her mother had a dog that went missing. No one else wanted to so I went with her to go and find the dog. I had suspected that the people who had the dog were people I had known, people who I had dreamed about sometime ago. They were fimilar to me yet I’d never seen them before. I knew that they were not to be trusted. I snuck into their house. I found the dog in a hamper. I attempted to pick it up and leave unsuspected. The son spotted me. He was blonde, quite young maybe eight or nine. He called out to his father a tall man, brunette short hair and glasses. He dressed quite plainly. The father came from his room accompanied by a women who appeared to be Latino in appeared. The family started to argue giving me the opportunity to escape. I had the dog in a green translucent hamper and ran down the stairs out the house. When I got outside the hamper turned into a cup and there was a tiny spec where the dog had been. I looked down into the cup and then I noticed a cat running down the street. I headed over to my friends house. They were having a barbeque. Loads of family were over and a guy of Big Brother was there. It turned out he was related to my friend.

2008? 2009?

Dreaming of Death: The Year of the Grim Reaper- Dream No.4

I was in the hospital. I think I was dying but I wasn’t scared. I was in the hospital and i think surrounded by doctors. I was okay with it. I did actually die and it was peaceful.

2009

Food From the Motherland

I had two wooden planks in my room that I wanted to paint a cream colour. I went down to West End to get the same paint that I had used to paint the cream parts in my room. I searched the isles for the exact cream paint but I couldn’t find it. I looked a number of times. My mom came down looking for me. She couldn’t find the paint either. Instead we started looking around the store. I found a bottle of Aunt Jamima syrup and pancake mix. I think we were with close friends of ours (who have died a few years ago) I think my mom or someone wanted me to put the pancakes back. We continued around the store and found more American products, like Captain Crunch and fruit roll-ups. My mom let me have a fruit roll-up I think…

2007

Crash Cover-Up: The Plane Without Wings

I think we were on a school trip to London. We were all on this road, kinda like a plane runway but with lanes. There was a group of us and a teacher. There was I think a monument that we were looking at then this thing came crashing down on the road and skidded to the top. It was like a plane but without wings. There was a news reporting about it and it was in the newspapers but there was something wrong with them. They were wrong about something it was like they wanted to omitt details from the report. They referred to the object as a plane but I questioned how it could be considered a plane without it wings...

2008

Secrets?

The dream started in Queens. I was near my old home but I was walking through town. There weren’t that many people there but this one guy knew me. There was something weird about him, something sinister. He said there was something weird about his family and that I wouldn’t want to know about it but I wanted to be around him.

2009

Final Fantasy On the Mind

It was like some FFVII/ GTA dream. In-between the rough cracks bubbled a pool of steaming lava. I didn’t feel the heat skipping across the rocks. I got across the heated court. On safe land a huge crowd stood. They all agreed that they needed a hero. Cloud, Aerith and Zack were there. I thought Cloud should be the hero but Zack was.

2009

Down the Countryside

A bunch of us were walking into to my old school. I think we were looking for something. I’ve forgotten a bit of it but I think I remember us walking out in a long line. I had to get a taxi to go somewhere. My best friend was trying to help me we were at the front of the line. We saw some cars driving across the road. I got a taxi and I wanted my friend to come with me but she couldn’t. My pregnant cousin got in the taxi and we had to go to Edinburgh. At some point my ex best friend and my cousin’s husband showed up on the road in this car.

2010 Tuesday April

New York, New York and Self Sabotage

Okay so I was born in the NY (Bronx) and have lived in various places in NY such as Queens, Brooklyn and Westhampton Beach. I recently moved to the UK about four plus years ago but my dreams mainly involve being back in Long Island (probably because I miss WHB) So my dream starts out...

I was meant to be going on a date with this guy. He was meant to be picking my up from my apartment in Manhattan. The apartment reminded me of Charlotte Yorke's apartment in Sex And The City. (She one of my favorite characters I love her need for order and perfection). I was looking down at an envelope that had the details about the date. I'd never met this guy before I don't think but it wasn't a blind date.

He knocked on the door and I was ready to go. He had blondish hair (I have a thing for blondes). It was a dark tinted brunnetteish color. His hair was longish for a guy like ear length to possibly the jaw bon and curly. His attire reminded me of a musician (which I also have a thing for) like causal, but grungy.

There was an instant spark. But then something happened I was rushing out of the apartment and onto the streets of Manhattan. I ended up in a train station. I was upset than I realized I was also lost in what appeared to be a train station in Brooklyn. Before I left the train station. I saw people reuniting with friends and felt a sense of lost. I felt like I wasn't far from the hotel and decided to head back. I realized that although the place I was in felt like Brooklyn and looked like Brooklyn I was still in Manhattan.

I turned a corner and saw two men coming towards me. I had a fear they were dangerously and foolishly I ran away. They caught up with me though. One of them appeared to be injured. The older man who looked like the gentleman who played Aaliyah's father in Romeo Must Die asked me where I was headed. I told him I wanted to get back to my hotel. They helped me and I was back on the bottom floor.

I didn't remember what floor my apartment was on. Then I remember my date reciting it to me. I got on a elevator or a poor excuse for an elevator. It was really a piece of wood or something attached to some string. We all piled on people were squashed still on laps. The cut out for the elevator was very dodgy. At time I wanted to jump off and nearly did because it seemed like we would all die or be injured. I kept trying to prevent the man on top of me from cracking his skull open on the ride up.

I got off the elevator but I wasn't on the right floor. I searched and searched then finally found it. I saw someone sitting on the floor their arms wrapped around their knees. I hoped it was that guy. It was instead a teen girl. There was also a guy sitting in the same position to her. They were both waiting for people. I went into my apartment a bit devastated. I looked at the envelope with the details but couldn't find his cell or any number. I felt a bit heartbroken then I decided to open my front door. There he was walking down the stairs. He was smiling and I think I was too. I was so excited to see him. It was odd because I didn't know him very well and he didn't know me yet he waited over an hour for me to come back. I kissed him on the cheek then decided to kiss him properly. He said we should still go out that night (it was about 9 now). However when we outside the sun was out. (I never questioned that in my dream.)

We saw a a tram passing by the driver, a slightly tubby man announced they were headed to Bangkok. My date I think his name was Josh said we should go. The cost was a £1 I think (I think in my heart I am still uncertain about were I live I often flutter between dreams in the US and dreams in the UK) the tram had benches but the driver turned to my date and said I'll need a bit extra for you. My date's appearance had randomly changed. Before he had an athletic build now he was overweight. I reminded the driver of his own weight and how he was not fit enough to be able to make remarks like that to other people. I was odd that I was not bothered by his weight as myself am extremely weight conscious.

It was odd but I felt like this guy was my soulmate. He was patient. I have no patience. He was spontaneous. I love spontaneity. He was funny and I love to laugh. I didn't care for perfection but I am fascinated by it. What does this dream mean? I can't work everything out. I gather that I tend to self sabotage myself when things appear they could work out. I get lost or confused then regret previous decisions and try and change what I've done. But what else is there is this over imaginative mind of mine?

May 06, 2010

Let it Snow, Let it Snow, Let it Snow.

Snow. A phenomenon over in the southern regions of England. Sunshine and snow were two elements missing from my seasons in the UK but yet in my dream it had snowed as heavy as ever and on my school premises. I was walking from one of our many hallways to the I.T. Block. I think I had left my bookbag (odd since the days of my carrying bookbags has expired) in one of the computer rooms and I needed what ever was in it.

I wasn't really wearing all the necessary attire to be traipsing through snow but I did have some boots on. I think they were red, a scarlett red. I began was shoul have been a short uncomplicated journey to the I.T. Room however the geography of my school altered. I had to walk through a mini icy jungle. I found it exciting and adventurous. After a shortish period of time I had left the jungle only to find my struggles were only beginning. The computer block was in sight but there was like a garden of ice separating me from what I wanted. I attepmted at first to walk across the ice. I slipped immedately though undamaged. I saw a man digging through the ice to the earth that lay buried beneath it. He uttered something to me about struggles or romance (random). I remember asking him why he struggled tried to create a path when he could run along the grass. The grass had only a sprinkling of ice so I ran across tobget my bag. Before entering the building I saw two men enter before me.

I knew they were going to do something stupid because for some odd reason I was acquainted with them. I called out to one of them asking if I could go in the room first to get my things. They replied "Sure, sure go get your things we'll let you out." I knew if I went in while they were there I wouldn't be able to leave. They were planning a hold up in the room I wanted access to. I tried to stay hidden, looking for a way to get my things. I recognised my history teacher in an office near the room. I went back to the office but he had already gone. I wanted to alert someone about what the men were doing but without them knowing I had turned on them. None of the teachers could see me so I left forgetting about my bag. I saw the guy again outside.

He wanted my assistance crossing the ice. I held hands with him and together we walked through it. He wanted to ho through the ice again so we did. It was odd though because as much as I love my snow I'm not a fan of walking through ice. So why offer to go a second time I wonder?

2010

When Shopping Goes Wrongs- Crocodiles Attack: The Logic of My Life

Shopping is one of my all time favourite hobbies. My favourite kind of shopping is clothes shopping however I found myself in a grocery store with my aunt and eight month second cousin. My baby cousin was in this random baby blue push chair that my aunt was driving. A few months prior to this dream me, my aunt, my cousins and her daughter were in a car together, my aunt was driving. She took her eyes off the road to look for something on the floor. I noticed the car heading into the other lane ( I was in the passenger seat) and I quickly yelled for her to watch what we were doing, I was terrified for my baby cousins life. In the dream I believe my aunt almost drove my cousin into something. I immediately took her away from her.

The dream transitioned from me being with my aunt and cousin to my mother. She was buying us some food for the week. I wonder off looking into the different section. I browsed through toys and bread isles. I met back up with my mom at the cash register. A young child was in front of us. Her actions annoyed me and I believed I said so to the child. She going angry and told me she was going to tell her father what I had said.
The next thing that happened I can shamefully say was not one of my brave moments…I tried to hide afraid who her father may be. I saw him approach the cash register and randomly enough it was Jack Donaghy (as portrayed by Alec Baldwin from 30Rock) I knew Jack so I knew he would do anything to me but yet I still slipped out the door hoping not to be noticed. I started to run around the corner. The girl and some random boy, maybe her brother, ran after me. Their speed, I figured was unnatural for children.

I lost them in the park, a park that I used to visit frequently as a child. For some reason that park has always had negative vibes to me. I remember having a dream about this park in the past years. The last time I was there, there were crocodiles in the water. I ran into this random room in the park. There were rocks and a random wood podium. I climbed on top of the podium then noticed the crocodiles trying to attack me. They were getting closed to me. I remembered from the last dream that to kill them I had to hurled rocks at their heads. I tried successfully attacking two. However instead of dying it was is if I had released their demons. Two white angelic looking spirits rose from the battered bodies of the crocodiles. They tried to encourage me to join them. The other spirits broke away from bodies and joined the others in chanting. I refused to join. The dream ended and I was still on the podium, the demons encouraging me to fall to my death.

2009?

Surrogacy for A Teen

It wasn't because I had recently watched Juno or some other teenage pregnancy movie but for some unknown reason, I dreamed I was pregnant. It wasn't as simple as it sounds though. I was having a child but yet it was my cousin (a new mother) who has having my baby for me. I was having a girl and either towards the end of my first trimester or in my second. I'm not sure that my dream self was excited about the pregnancy. I was confused. The father didn't exist. I was as if the baby was soley my own. I was no where near ready to have my own child.

2009 (Winter)

Run of Your Life

There's no better company than that of your best friend. Walking through a crowded town it appeared we had no particular direction. The clouds were a grey tone, a familiar color English skies. My dream lens was somewhat tainted with a cold grey colour. Moving through the murky crowds we headed into a store. The contents of the store I am uncertain but I do remember the three faces that followed us in.

They were boys. Teenagers, like ourselves. They however looked rough as though they were not the type of folk you'd often mess with. I was anxious from the start. I could see their eyes drift over towards my friend and I. I believe something happened to one of them in the store, something embarrassing. My friend and I were sure to keep quite. Shortly after the boys had left, my friend and I departed. As we left the store my friend burst out into a giggle. The boys were near us and they knew exactly why she was laughing. They began to chase us relentlessly. I remember us running through school. Jumping through windows. As I sleep I felt as if true adrenaline ran through my own veins. My friend proposed we give up. She disappeared from the dream. Not one to quit, I continued to run.

I found her down a flight of stairs in the basement. They had filled a sock with batteries and pounded the weapon across her face. She seemed relieved though. I went into a bathroom in the girl's locker room. I remember another girl in the locker room itself. I could see out to the room through a thick window. I looked out to see if the boys had found my hiding place. The girl opened the door leading to the stairs. One of the guys must have been a friend of hers. She talked to him for a moment. I desperately tried to open the window while they conversed. He told her, I assumed, that he was looking for me. By that time I was out the window. I ran through a random farm. I could hear the frantic roars of the boys leaping after me. I got to the barn and called out for help. Red headed twins, an elder man and woman met me. The man appeared to detest the woman and girls. He got rid of them and told me to hide in a truck. The boys came to the farm asking the farmer of my whereabouts. They left satisfied I was not there. I waited a while in the truck. I decided to stay on the farm and change my identity so they could never recognise me.

May 7, 2010

Discomfort in A Safe Place: Dream No 3.

I loved being here. Every summer for the past three years we've been coming up to the Lakes to stay for a week and do the outdoorsy things, I as a city girl, never imagined doing. However in the past three dreams I've had about this place I've felt unsettled.

There we were, my best friend and I at the Lakes. We were downstairs. I had my suitcases with me, either two or three manageable bags. I left my friend to go find my room also leaving my luggage in a wide foyer. I looked through the first hallway. None of the rooms had my name listed. I went through another door to more rooms and again nothing.

I kept searched the house until I came across an open door. My friend and a few other girl's who I had known were in it. They were unpacking, I still had no room. Forgetting about my predicament I went to the foyer. It was filled with other people, once face in particular I knew. It was that guy, this one I kinda like. I started talking to him, I didn't know any of the other faces in the room. I asked him where someone was. He shrugged his shoulders. He didn't seem to care.

2009?

Cup of Joe- Discomfort in A Safe Place: Dream No 2.

Getting coffee or a cup of joe has been my new hobbie. As a New Yorker born and bred, I feel it is my duty to have at least one cup a week. So that's what were doing in the changing rooms of some random school. Me and a friend sat on a bench or luggage by own feet as we sipped steamt hot vanilla lattes. A younger boy, maybe twleve, came over to my friend and I letting us know we could go to find our rooms.

Instead or rooms we were in a supermarket. This guy I kinda like was there and I was showing him to my best friend. We went through the supermarket except I came out alone. I had my suitcases with me outside on a cobbled ground. Randomly I see my friend again except she looks different. I go and hug her and tell her I'm glad she here. It was as if she hadn't been there before. Odd.

May 12, 2010

Little House of Horrors

I woke up this morning at nine-teen minutes past six, approximately thirty-six mintues early than I would have preferred. Although the faint sound of chattering drifted into the thin walls of my room, I somehow found a way to fall back to sleep. Then I dreamed.

It was early afternoon and a BBQ was grilling in the backyard. All these people were crowded in our house; people I had never met before offered friendly smiles and hugs. I knew they were my family. My mom and her sister were in costumes, they were putting on a preformance for the nursery. Their costumes reminded me of the characters from 'Where the Wild Things Are'. Mom had prepared a random looking cake. A bit stuck out from the cake mimicking the form of a sail. I cut it off with a butter knife, I didn't like the look of it on the cake. I heard my mom's sister say something about they need the sail looking part of the cake for some reason. Neither had seen had I had done and as the decoration was made from icing sugar I molded it back on.

I saw a man who I recognized as an uncle. He was White though well tanned, greyed hair and held and athletic build. I felt I couldn't trust him. My mother had gone and I felt the only way to protect myself was to go to my room. I followed my instincts and fled. Right there, in my room, I had a premenition. I had seen the events that were about to unfold, my uncle, my family, would try to rape me. I heard foot steps coming towards my door. I glimpsed out from my room to see my uncle approaching. My Dior, though interesing (it's a cool sliding door) is not great for keeping people out. I the dream I had to hold the lock as I screamed for assistance. My uncle became nervous and locked himself in the bathroom. I looked for an escape route. I tried to climb out my window. He came out and stopped me. He grabbed onto my waist as I fought him. He knocked me unconcoius by slamming my head against the wall. No one noticed him throw me body into a bush.

I was knocked out for a few minutes but I had awoken before he could get back to me. I realised my mom was back and in the kitchen. I ran to her before he could see me. I was telling my mom what he had tried to do. I pointed to him. A middle aged redheaded woman was fearful and left the neighbouring room. My mother simply replied 'You bring it on yourself'. My uncle headed towards me. I shook ny mom's arm desparate for protection. I frantically cry out 'You're not acting like a mom. You're not acting like a mom.' Thankfully my alarm woke me up before I could witness any more.