I think it's so funny when it happens.
What I don't like are bad dreams. I had two last night.
The first one was me and I think my friend and my boyfriend's mom, and we were sitting in a house downstairs talking about ICP's new CD, The Tempest (I don't know why his mom would talk to us about them though). It was really cloudy outside and I was thinking "Those clouds look really low" but then I realized they WERE really low, and they descended and touched the ground. It wasn't like fog, it was more like really thick grey clouds, but they kept lowering to the ground and every time it touched it was like a huge BOOM!
So then his mom left or something? And my friend and I were upstairs and she was trying to put together this really deformed bowflex, and my boyfriend came into the room (but it wasn't MY boyfriend, it was just a dream boyfriend). He told me to come downstairs with him, and my friend and I were telling him we have to be careful because there's a killer around and a lot of people have been dying lately.
So we get downstairs and he's messing around with something on the floor, and I run over to him, but kinda skid on the floor (wood with socks). Anyway he gets up and we go toward the door. There is a man standing there, kinda short and almost stocky, with glasses and medium length hair.. And he's got a knife in his hand. (for some reason at this point there's another kid in the dream) And the kid runs into the kitchen, my friend freaks out and I'm not sure where she goes, and my (dream) boyfriend turns to me and says "This is my Dad".
I tried to grab a gun from my (dream) boyfriend's back pocket (this is weird though, it was a handgun while it was in his pocket, but once I had it, it was a shotgun). So I've got the gun and I'm aiming it at his dad, and I fire it, but there's no bullets!!! So I run to the neighbor's house, and there are a bunch of kids living there. The boyfriend and Dad are standing right next to me, while I'm screaming at them to help me, they're telling them I'm having a breakdown and going crazy. I get into the house and then a door on the side of the house opens. It's the kid from my house who ran into the kitchen, but he's bleeding pretty badly from the throat (although not deadly). The neighbors are staring at us, and me and that kid freakin RUN!
So we're running in the backyards, along this fence, just about as fast as we can go. We run on for a little bit, until we get near the end of the street, and then we see car headlights coming into the backyards. It freaked me out pretty badly, but then some drunk old man and woman get out of the car all giggling. So we run on a little while, and then
I wake up.
So I'm all like blah it's like 6 am, I'm going back to sleep.
So I'm sleeping again, and I'm with some other kid, and he's looking for his sister. My cat will follow me around in real life, and he was doing it in the dream also. We were walking by a highway, and the cat ran into it. I yelled at him to stop (because sometimes he doesn't look both ways! although he's getting pretty good about it now, how weird is that?) but he keeps going, and then BAM he gets hit by a car. Instead of me running over to him though, the dream just kinda pulled him to me, and I pulled him into my arms. He looked up at me all sad, and gave a kinda little "row" like he knew he should have listened to me. Then I got all freaked out
I had to go see the cat after that.
so those were my bad dreams for last night.
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