Well, at least I actually made it a week lol
Crucifix
I had a few really weird dreams last night. In the first dream I was in Chem class, and I had to go to the bathroom. When I got to the bathroom, there were a lot of choir students in there. The bathroom gradually turned into an auditorium and more choir students walked in. There were a few extremely tall students. They were well over 10 feet tall! One of them started talking to me. She had short brown hair and she was so tall that I only came up to about her waist.
She jumped off the stage were we were talking, and started singing on the floor below. At the end of the song she walked up to me and took a necklace from off her her and placed it on my neck. The necklace was a very large crucifix. The crucifix was made out of polished tree bark and wrapped together with some sort of waxy string.
"You'll need this," she tells me. I feel like I should give her something of mine, and so I give her my heart locket. The necklace is too small on her because of her proportionally tall figure.
I walk back to chemistry class on and say to my friend, "You'll never guess what happened in the bathroom."
Dating some crazy guy
Apparently I was dating a guy who was trying to kill me. Several times he tried to shoot my friends and I. One evening I was walking to his house and his sister opened the door. His sister was a floating, decapitated head with black hair, but I didn't seem to mind too much. On the floor was a giant X. I avoided the X, and his sister told me that it was a trap.
Freaky Freddy Dream
It was night outside, and I was alone in the house except for my father. Somehow, he got the notion that he was going to kill me. I ran to the cellar and found a place to hide. In the dream there was a section in the very back of the cellar where a vine-fence separated a small portion of the cellar from visibility of the other portion. I stood behind that fence. I could feel the cobwebs beneath my feet. My father walked down to the cellar and looked around, walking slowly. He turned around and met my eyes from the other side of the fence thing.
I was dragged out of the cellar and into the main portion of the basement where I was told that he needed to get a gun. I was lucky enough to have my phone, so I attempted to dial 911 but my fingers were so shakey that I kept typoing and dialed '711'. I texted my friend to call the police but it only came out as a jumbled mess. As a last resort, I attempted to call my mom who was out for the night.
"Hello? Who is this?" A different woman's voice answered.
"This is her daughter, may I please speak with my mom?" I ask her.
"This is Mrs. Schlafen, I'm afraid your mother isn't available to speak at the moment," she replies.
"This is an emergency!" I shouted into the phone. She hung up.
My dad comes back down the stairs and mutters profanities. He sits down next to me. I attempt to make a last ditch effort to escape, but as soon as I stand up I fall down and hit my head on the cement floor. I hear a harmonic tone...The tone morphs into...
One, two, Freddy's coming for you
three, four, better lock your door
five, six, grab your crucifix
seven, eight, stay up late
nine, ten, never sleep again
"Did you hear that...?" I ask my father. We both stare at each other for a moment before he replies, "Yes." He trembles a little and picks up his gun. He raises it to his head and shoots himself.
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