Crushing

Lately, I have been dreaming thoughts of my, OK let's call it 'crush" I really hate describing feelings as a crush, it just feels juvenile and wrong, and in certain moments. I do not like being juvenile, any-who, I have often dreamed of him, and in the dreams we usually just talk, for hours, it's quite lovely.

Wheelchair To India

The other day I had a dream and it started out where my whole class and my mother and I got kidnapped and were taken to the Arctic. And even though we were kidnapped were were having a blast! We were sledding and laughing and then all of a sudden we were all in a forest except for my mom for some reason. A boy in my class was riding around in this wheelchair and two other boys from my class were playing around with him and then they rode down this road and I followed. I looked up at the sky and you could see space! You could see the stars and planets, it was beautiful. But then, I saw a comet heading towards Earth, for some reason I knew that it was called Comet Mercury. I screamed, "It's a comet! It's a comet! It's headed toward us!" And others shouted, "This is the end! We're all going to die!" And after that, we felt the Earth move out of the way of the comet, and everyone fell from the movement. Then, I was with my British friend and her fiance who was from India. They had offered to take me on a dream cruise but we showed up in India. "Why are we in India?" My British friend and I both asked. "Well I though we'd stay at my parents house, it will be more fun!" He replied. Instantly we were both gloomy and uninterested. "Isn't it supposed to be hot?" I asked. "It's about to rain!" He shouted. I was so happy! "Yes!" I exclaimed. He looked at me with a frown and I said, "That isn't a good thing is it?" He replied with a no. Then we started talking about what rain meant in our home towns. And then, it started to poor. We ran up this hill trying to get inside the house and I kept slipping and the fiance tried to help but was screaming at me to stop slipping but I did anyway. And then I woke up.

Another Dream

This dream was a nightmare also, but it doesn't seem like it. It started off with me, as a man, I'm usually a man in my dreams for some odd reason, and anyways i was looking at the horror films and one caught my eye. It had a little kitten on it but it was supposedly "scary" so i chose it. I went home to watch it and i became part of the movie but at the same time, i didn't. I had a new born child and a wife. My wife was going to work ad was very worried that I wouldn't be able to take care of the baby but she still left. My child was very powdery. If you touched it, you would have chalk all over your fingers. I put the baby to sleep. Then this cat faced thing broke into my house.He had a pointy face,a dark long cloak, and was white, like my child. He came in and started beating me up and was whispering, "Hey don't try to run, I'll find you." And kept repeating those phrases and asking if I enjoyed this. Then he left. I suddenly realized that he was powdery like my child and I dashed to the baby's bedroom. The baby was covered in blood. I started to cry and my wife came home. I don't know how but i realized that the baby, turned into the attacker, and framed me.My wife thought i killed the baby. She screamed and screamed at me and i tried to explain. But she didn't believe me.