Thread: Scorpions sting

ever since i can remember into childhood, I've had a recurring dream.
as i grow older, it shows less, but still pops up occasionally.

In this dream, i am always a young child. 3-6yrs
For some reason, my father brings me home a gift; a scorpion encased in plastic resin. i put the scorpion next to my bed at night, before going to bed.

During the night, i see from a almost movie like view, the scorpion crawling across my bed, no longer encased in its plastic prison. it crawls up my forearm and cuts it open, with a distinct pattern. -l-l-l-
it proceeds to peel the flaps of skin back, wherein it lays eggs into my flesh.
it then closes the skin, and crawls back into its case.

Within the dream, i awaken to find it is morning, knowing full well what happened.
however when i look at my arm, there is no cut or scar, or mark of any sort to be found.
i run out of my room, but when i tell my parents, neither of them beleive me.
(my sister who is three years older, stands by, but seems irrelevant)
i storm outside, to find a box truck that resembles a U.P.S. truck in shape.

i sneak into the back, and see two men in the front.

normally, this is where the dream ends, however there have been times where the dream lasted a touch longer.

the men would both turn and look at me at the same time.
and then they would pull out pistols resembling .45 semi auto.

this would be the end.