First to Die
I woke up. Beside me was a stuffed animal. On the belly it said "First to Die". It was wearing a large witch hat. Horrified, I threw it across the room. I was sure that the previous night (in the dream) I had not left it next to me, but instead I had put it on the floor...And it's belly had not said that message "First to Die". I knew that the message did not apply to my waking life, but more so to dreaming life. It was like a Freddy Krueger threat.
I went to class. As I was walking to my math class, a girl comes up behind me and trips me. She laughs, and then takes my math homework. Of course I'm angered, but she first tries to throw a punch and I dodge it. She runs off.
I tell my math teacher that I can't turn in my homework.
"Well, you oughta find who ever took your math homework then," he said. So I go on my hunt. Joe helps me on this quest. We start searching the school for this girl. We enter classrooms and look around.
"Who are you looking for?" One of the boys questions.
"I dunno, she has brown hair and brown eyes," I tell him.
"Alex --[removed]--. You're looking for her." Yes, he was right. I was looking for Alex. I looked around their classroom - It was set up university style. The teacher was going on about calculus.
Joe and I left the cramped room and looked around the school some more. The announcers called our grade to an assembly, and we decided this would be the perfect time to search for her.
After the assembly, Joe and I ran to the exit so we could see who was coming out. Alex never came out.
I was beginning to get really angry. I felt this strong rage - which I would usually not feel if someone took my math homework from me. I was seething. Joe and I walked around the school more. There was a Hispanic club meeting. They were doing traditional Hispanic dances.
"Think she's over there?" Joe asks.
"She's not Hispanic," I reply. We continue to search until we come to a bookstore. Inside the bookstore are cheap books, but Joe is intrigued nonetheless when he finds a copy of Percy and The Olympian Kings.
We walk outside the school now, for we have completely searched the inside. We walk around the sidewalk a little when we hear a freshmen screaming,
"I swear I can talk to elves, I swear, I swear!" The little boy is yelling at us and the sky while standing in the middle of the parking lot.
There is a large pole in front of us and behind the pole is a wall. Joe decides to climb up the pole to see if the girl is on the roof. I climb up half way, but decide its not worth my troubles.
"Hey Joe, I've already missed enough class time as it is. I'm going to go to psychology class."
"Ok...I'll keep looking," he says but goes back inside the school.
I continue to walk outside because in the dream my psychology class was in the middle of a forest. I start running, which turns into a run jump. Oh - dreamsign! I do a reality check, but OF COURSE I have 5 fingers on each hand. I jump so high that I can feel the branches of the pine trees an inch above me.
When I finally come to the class, it's like the first day all over again. Our psychology class is to be taught in 2 different vans. I get in the first blue van. The teacher says that this van is too full, so she instructs me to get into the next van that comes.
So I get into the next psychology teaching van. I am alone in the van with a 19 year old. He tells me that he fought in the war. I remember the numbers "34". He starts up the engine and drives. I take no notice of why he was driving away in the first place - only that he did.
He drives into the city and then into a dark ally. Everything becomes pitch black. I can see nothing, even inside the car.
"Where are you going??" I finally ask him.
"Somewhere secluded," he says. WHAT?!!
"No thanks," I tell him, I try to change the subject...trying not to think of what might happen soon.
"Yes, but sorry," He says. Just by the way he said it I could tell he wasn't sorry at all.
He parks the car in his driveway. He lives in a trailer park. At the very end of his road there is a large 30+ foot wooden fence. There is fire on the other side.
I'm now sitting in the backseat, and he is sitting next to me in the middle seat. His two friends are in the front seat and we are still parked in his driveway. Now I have 3 large guys to fight off...I even feel how cold blooded each of them are. Cold and heartless. The night continues to grow darker by the minute, with every second signaling increasing impending doom.
Two girls approach the car. They are in their young teen years. The guy next to me opens the door for them.
"Wanna light up?" One of the girls asks the boys. She's holding a package of cherry flavored cigarettes.
"Sure, come on in," the boys invite them in. Oh, please don't get in the car. Please, don't. I think to myself wishing how I could just yell at them to not get in this car. I think about making a run for it before they close the car door...
That dream was so freaking creepy and real. I remember everything in perfect clarity from the design on the girl's T-shit to the exact logo on her cigarette package to the full name of the girl I was seeking out in the beginning. :shiver:
Perfect World
I was on a family vacation somewhere strange. It was like a perfect place...too perfect. The perfectness annoyed me. I longed to leave.
I ran up one of the perfect hills under another perfect cherry tree. My dog was running around and I played with him a little until he got bored with me. I turned around and saw Ky!
Overcome with the joy of actually seeing someone normal in this strange dimension I ran towards him down the hills. Past the hills was a bridge over a small lazy river. I wasn't paying much attention and missed the bridge as I ran...So instead of running on the bridge where he was I accidentally ran into the water. My friend laughed when I realized this and the fact that now I was completely soaked head to feet.
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