I often wonder why I have dreams like the ones I do. Especially the repetitive ones. They happen at least twice a year, and they seem so real, I just expect them to happen.
It happened last night again.
The nightmares.
I don't even know why they are such weird dreams.
I'll start off with what I think is the first one.
I don't remember much of it to be honest. All I know is that I was going to get murdered. Again. I dunno why but it's always about death. I'm not sure if I was gonna get killed from the beginning, but I knew someone was going to die. I was right. It this guy, girl, and me. I know the guy looked like this Argentinian actor, except a little bit more hardcore, but I have no idea who the girl was. She had straight brown hair with bangs and bright blue eyes.
It was as if we were in a book, or movie, or something. I'm not entirely sure. But I remember being at this cabin place in like the city or something, but I'm guessing we were close to some body of water because that cabin was a place to change into your swimsuit. All I remember is talking to some people outside the cabin as if I was giving a report. I guess nobody got killed so I figured it was the end of the book. I know the boy and girl went inside the cabin, but I wasn't sure why. Next thing I know, I see an image flash before my eyes. It's the boy and the girl. The boy kinda smirks, but it wasn't a nice type of smile. It was a charming and creepy. I knew someone had gotten killed then. I dunno if I screamed it out loud or just inside my head, but I pretty much screamed NO and ran into the cabin. The boy was gone and the girl was bent over a ledge with a dagger stuck in her throat.
At that point I knew the boy was gonna come after me. Why wouldn't he? He knew I knew he killed her. This is either where the dream changes or continues, I'm not entirely sure. The thing is, in the next part of the dream, I'm being followed by someone who wants to kill me.
The setting is different. It's in this big castle that I imagine it's Hogwarts. Not sure why, but I'm guessing it is since that's what Hogwarts looks like whenever I dream about being in it. Either way, I'm in it. I'm running around. I have the Secrets of My Hollywood Life book in my arms, and all I know is that it's the Family Affairs one and that I have to read it. I already read the book irl, so I dunno why I was re-reading it when I'm trying to read the Broadway Lights one. Either way, I'm running. From what, or who, I dunno. But I'm running with the book in my hands and I KNOW it's because the book is dangerous. I know there's something in the book that will teach me how to do something that will either make me able to protect myself or kill me. I can only guess it was some sort of power or something. As I'm running around the castle, I see Alex running too. At this point, I KNEW I couldn't talk to her. Why? I have no idea. But I ended up running away from Alex. I was trying to hard for her to not see me because I didn't want her to talk to me. Something just told me if I talked to Alex she would be in danger. So I just kept running away from her.
At this point, I get to this area of the castle and see a "professor." This professor asks me something, and I remember asking her if I could ask her a question without asking her. I guess she was a psychic or something. Either way, I ask her about the book. It was a question inside my head, but she heard it. I think she told me to come with her, but as she was saying that, this blow-up cat bouncy house thing starts meowing. That's when I realized that it was cursed. The book I mean. I couldn't ask any questions or they would torture cats. It was to make sure I wouldn't ask anyone or mention it to anyone. I guess that's what I was running away from Alex. If I hadn't known, and I had talked to her about it, she could've gotten hurt, along with a cat.
That's when I see it. It's this lady who is a vampire. She's older. I'm guessing she's in her forties, but I couldn't be sure. She's like a puppet master. All I know is that at this point I'm wondering why everyone needs me to do something. Like, they need my powers or whatever it is that I possessed in the dream to do their bidding. I guess she wanted to go to her at this point. She motioned for me to go over to her, but I didn't want to. I didn't like or trust her. But as the puppet master, there's not much I could've done. She just started playing with her strings, and before I knew it, they were wrapped around me. She pulled me towards her but once I was close enough she kept me attached to her strings. She gave me another book I was supposed to read. This book looked a little bit like the one Steven has been reading. I'm not entirely sure though. But she grabbed my left hand and her eyes went from normal to bright red. And not just her iris, it was her whole eyes. They were bloody and they looked totally gross. At this point, she bites my hand. It was small, and I guess she didn't take a lot of blood, but I guess it hurt.
The only thing I could think of was that I didn't want to read that book because I wanted to finish the one I was already reading. Dumb, I know, but I just didn't want to start reading another book. I can't remember exactly what happened after that. All I know is that I might have talked to Alex and that right after that the puppet master did the same thing she did before. At that point I knew she wouldn't leave me alone until I read the book. I also knew she would never leave me alone though. I was getting annoyed, but I figured I would just play it cool and do whatever she wanted me to do until I found a way to break free from her strings. She never talked to me by the way, so that made it even harder to know what she wanted. Anyway, for some reason, Professor Snape flashed in my mind that kinda projected into the dream as standing behind this lady. As she grabbed my left hand again and her eyes started to turn red, I stopped her. Her eyes turned back to normal and I asked her if she could put a spell on my hand so it wouldn't hurt too much when she bit it.
It was weird, but that was the end of my dream. After that it was just something about my cat falling off the deck and running around outside, with me following close behind to make sure I could catch him. It's funny. I thought I would've woken up after those first two dreams, but what woke me up was being worried about my cat getting hurt. I guess my kitty cat is far more important than me getting killed. I had another dream after that one, but it was just about having a certain amount of time to cook. I made some cupcakes or something and Paula Deen was judging them. I guess they needed more butter.
Guess that's it. I don't really have anything else to talk about. Hooray.
Love,
Andrea~!
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