I had a nightmare. It was one of the worst. I will write it down here, it may not be the whole dream as a few hours have passed already after I woke up from it.
I was somewhere with my sister, I just had the feeling that it was in some mall with many sega games. We were talking some nonsense and after that our parents called us and we followed them. After getting off the car, all of us were not us anymore. We were someone else. Another family.
I was the oldest son but I think I was 8 or 9 in there. My sister was a smaller kid. My parents are now brunette (-_-). We knocked on the door and it turned out to be my (or the boy's... I'm going to start saying 'boy' instead of 'my, I' its starting to give me goosebumps) parents' friends. They were chatting and blablabla, and the woman told the boy's mother about some serial killer, a red haired, black hooded man that is said to be wondering the streets near the house they are living in.
After the boy's family decided to go home, they all started tying their shoes. The boy's dad saw these crystals on the table and said they were pretty (they were pretty). They got on the car and in the middle of the way home the dad said that they all should go back to their friends' house again meanwhile he will shop the crystals he liked so much (which I think its near that house as well). They went back and the kids went inside the house of their parents' friends. The dad walked off and the mother started smoking outside.
Suddenly, a suspicious red haired black hooded man approached the mother with a cutter and attacked her. She kept on banging the door pleading to get help. The kids were wondering what was happening, and the boy (me) ran out the door and saw his mother laying on the floor. He crouched down to lift her and see her face.
Her face was destroyed. It was cut a million times, there was not even a single drip of blood left the flesh became black. She was still alive, and breathing perfectly somwhow... and she was crying. The boy started crying and hugged his mom. He started to apologize by not being by her side. He was promising that he will never leave her, ever. His mom hugged him tightly and many people came to help. They carried her inside and some others called the ambulance. The boy was still hugging his mother, in fear that she would fade away. The little sister was panicked (but it was strange since she was not crying). The father came and saw everything. He was speechless. And suddenly the boy said:
"Look at her... would you still love her even if she looked like this?!"
I could feel the boy's fear of his dad not loving his mother anymore. It's a very childish feeling. I know.
The dad started crying. And as he wanted to answer... I woke up.
I cried.
And I wished that it would never ever happen to me. Ever.
Tuesday, 27 January 2009
I had a horrible dream
Posted by Mawar Winona at 02:41
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