:: Life when I'm asleep ::

:: Sunday, March 30, 2003 ::

i was standing outside holding a baby talking to someone when a couple of people went running by shouting it was comming. A big giant alligator was on the loose and apparently was headed this way. I threw the woman in the car and handed her the baby, and told her to keep her head down. I ran for the house. I tried to get everyone and everything in and secured.. doors locked, and plastic sheeting up where there weren't doors. Unfortunatley though the cats kept getting outside. I got most of them back in, but there was one I couldn't reach with out undoing a lot of work I just did. I saw one of the people who told us about the alligator, and I asked for her help. she refused. I jumped out of the house, smacked the woman and ran after the cat. I saw the alligator near the car. I grabbed the cat and got back in the house. I looked back towards the car and didn't see the alligator any more, and considered making a run to the car to save the baby and the woman.

:: posted by the sleeping one 5:59 PM [+] ::
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I was down the street talking to a neighbor about their bunny. I saw my mother drive into the garage, so I headed home. I she was by the mailbox. She was sorting through the mail. There were a few things for my sister, so my mother sorted those out and held them separately from the rest of the mail. She started walking toward the house as I reached the driveway. I asked her where my sister was. she snapped at me that it wasn't important. We walked into the house, and she was still yelling at me over trival things. I felt hurt and slighted and I couldn't figure out what I had done to deserve this. I went into my bedroom. The next day it was the same thing, except this time mom left my sister's mail in the mailbox. I was starting to get very upset over being treated this way. I asked about my sister again, and again was told it wasn't my concern. I asked if she moved out. She couldn't move out with out getting into some serious trouble with immigration. Mom told me that she hadn't. I asked why her mail was still in the mailbox. Mom came up with a song and dance to explain that away. I asked about my sister's room, and how it looked like it hadn't been touched in a long time. She danced around that one too, all the while yelling at me to not to stick my nose in where it didn't belong. I got fed up with being treated like the devil's spawn. I yelled at my mother asking why on earth she was treating me this way. She wouldn't directly answer me. We fought and fought. Getting frustrated with the arguement, cause I wasn't getting anywhere but more and more degrated, I turned and went into my bedroom again. Apparently I couldn't leave the house either. I sat there thinking I wasn't the devil's spawn.. then I thought if I was, what did that make her.

:: posted by the sleeping one 11:43 PM [+] ::
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i was kidnapped by a mobster. Lead down a dark hall way, then down a spiral staircase. I was thrown into an elevator with a bunch of other women and children. Someone dropped a purse, and I picked it up for them. We changed out of ball room dresses. We were then lead down into a room where we sat and waited. A large guy came and led most of the children out of the room. They were crying and the guy yelled at them to shut up or else. After they were gone another woman noticed a well used pooh bear on the floor and cried out. it belonged to one of the kids, and she knew that the child would be totally upset with out it. I offered to take it up to her. I went out the door, and up the hallway, and into an arena. I was stopped by another guard, but I pointed to the toy, and he let me go. I found the child, she was totally happy, but she lit up anyway when I gave her the pooh bear. I was then grabbed from behind and told to get back to where I belonged.

:: posted by the sleeping one 5:09 AM [+] ::
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I was riding on a school bus. Sitting next to me was a woman who was a friend. She was admiring my jewelery. I would take off my rings so she could try them on. I told her that these were just cosmetic.. cheep stuff I found i liked. I commented that my wedding ring set was at home as we were passing things back and forth, a diamond fell out of one. I paniced, but quickly found it on my lap. I then found a bead from another. I was admiring a red and green inlay set - had a christmas theme - when I saw a piece of silver chain with brown and amber type beads on it. I wondered where it came from, and my friend reached in my bag on the floor and said it came from this piece. I agreed, and put it in the bag with the necklace. I realized we were coming to my stop, so I gathered up my stuff and stood up. Other people stood up too, so I couldn't see the bus driver. Since she couldn't see me she continued past my stop. I yelled and she finally heard me. I slung my backpack over one shoulder, grabbed my other, and a long almost gitar like case and worked my way out of the bus. I walked the long walk to the street that my house that I grew up in was on. I finally reached the street, and got to my house. I looked down the unusually long driveway up to the door, which I realized was open. Still carrying everything I walked up the stairs into the house. As I reached the first step, I saw something rush by. I assumed it was the kitty. I was glad the kitty didn't get out the open door. I looked around, and the house was totally tossed. I walked further into the house to see if the other kitties were there. I tried not to touch or disturb anything. I started to worry that who ever did this was still there

:: posted by the sleeping one 9:14 AM [+] ::
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I was watching a play, or a movie. It started tom cruise and Ricky Paull Goldin as vampires. they were fighting over a woman. Tom played the villain. Ricky tried to save the woman, but was too late. Tom bit her on the ankle and drained her. Ricky lamented about the loss. it was quite touching. I left, and went outside. I ran into tom. He became very seductive. I tried to play coy, but it was tom cruise, so I went along. he lead me to a secluded place, and started kissing my ankle. I was quite bemused remembering what I just saw. I thought of Ricky. wondered if he would 'come to my resuce'. Just then the tom vampire bit into my ankle. Ricky came running, and body slammed tom away from me. I watched them struggle a bit, then tom disappeared. Ricky came back, and dressed my wounds with his shirt, then lead me back inside... warning me I should be more careful.

:: posted by the sleeping one 5:23 AM [+] ::
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it was 1940-1950. I was a newly married woman moving into an old farm house. I was showing off the house to a friend and her 10 year old daughter. We were in what had been a nursery. My friend and her daughter were gushing about how cute it would be for a baby. I wasn't ready to have a baby any time soon, so I just smiled. My friend and her daughter were dressed in matching Lucy Ricardo outfits, complete with curls and a bit bow. It was getting a little overwhelming for me, so the visit ended. I went into the kitchen to set it up and prepare lunch. The fridge which was modern wasn't working. I opened it up to look around, and noticed that the water line to the ice maker was frozen over and jammed. I tried to clean it up, but in doing so I unclogged a hole, and all the water started gushing out unto the floor. I started to clean it up, and as quickly as it started. it stopped. something brushed past me. When I looked up my husband was home. He was explaining we were going to be having a lot of company that night. I tried to explain we weren't anywhere near ready for company, but he assured me I could do it. We had lunch. The whole time stuff would mysteriously move, but only I could see it. After he left, I finally saw why. It was the ghost of a small child. I tried to talk to him, but while he was talking to me I couldn't make out what he was saying. He continued to torment me for the rest of the day. When dinner time arrived, I was so out of my mind, and yelling at the ghost, that everyone chose to ignore me. I ranted and raved at him, the whole time he just sat there smiling. I asked him if he was happy now that no one else could see me. Exhausted I ran from the room. He followed me and lead me to a small tin box. I opened it. another smaller box was inside. I felt two spirits rush out of the box. I looked up, and the boy was a little girl. it was a different time. the room was hers. Her mother and step father were in the other room yelling for her. It turns out she was being abused by him, and the mother allowed it. She no longer wanted to be abused, and was trying to hide from it. There was a yelp, and the girl ran into the other room. I followed to find the step father holding one of the two cats - the spirits from the box. In a matter of moments the whole scene played out. He killed the cats and the girl. The spirits were glad to be free of the man, but trapped. I promised to bring them justice. I asked that the cat spirits get back in the box. one went in willingly. the other still wanted to play, so I put in a small fluff ball. I whispered goodbyes to them, saying be well muffin and kodi.. I knew that kodi wasn't in the box, but muffin and eli were. So I tried to not say kodi, but I couldn't. So I said all three names, and closed the box. The girl then turned into a young woman. she whisked me away to a trial. A man was on trial for her murder. The facts were not all available, so the jury had to find him not guilty. The woman led me to a place where she was killed. I knew what had happened. The jury found him not guilty. The lawyer asked for the jury to be polled, and each one claimed the guy was guilty. He was shocked. the whole court room was in shock. I looked up and the young lady had beside her an old woman. She was beckoning me over. The old woman reached out her hand. they were right beside the criminal. When I took her hand, everyone could see her. She started talking, explaining what happened. For some reason I couldn't focus on her words, but could only see the garishness of her lips. they were almost tattooed a bright red color, along with part of her gums. Her teeth, while white, were misaligned, and misshapen. She sent me into another room of the house that the area had transported into. While I went to collect evidence to show, I could not hear her speak and said so. She heard me just fine and repeated herself. While I still could not hear her, I realized it didn't matter. I went back into the court room. She finished and the whole thing disappeared. I was then walking up a flight of stairs. It was one of five flights in an old school building of mine. At first I was a child walking up them, then a teacher. I complained cause I was being foolish. I walked up the two flights of stairs to the fifth floor, then walked all the way down to the first floor, to turn around and walk up to the third floor again. I was talking to someone, but I do not know who. I was caring papers. I saw something interesting on the ground and picked it up. I then jovially said that at least it was exercise.

:: posted by the sleeping one 5:15 AM [+] ::
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I was at some enclosed arena / show / exhibit thing. There were offices or rooms behind me. I was guiding a horse. It was a competition. I was recalling my first time riding, how unsure I was, how unsteady. but how I quickly came to master the skill, and how I really had a shot at this. Two women walked by. They were chatting. One was talking about how uncomfortable it was to have her period, and how she HAD to find a place that had a decent bathroom. I remembered there was a bathroom right behind me in one of the offices, but they were out of range by the time I was going to mention it to them. I decided I was going to use the bathroom. When I got in there it looked like someone had distroyed the place then done a half hearted attempt to clean it up. The toilet paper was covered in spots of some sort. For some reason though I decided that this would be ok, and proceeded with my business, including trying to use the back side of the paper. I pulled up my shorts and left the bathroom. As soon as I stepped outside, I realized my shorts weren't on right, and I attempted to adjust them, but quickly realized that I couldn't do it properly with out taking my pants off. I went back inside, and fixed myself, then came back outside. Then I noticed that everything had changed. I was lost and abandoned. There was a coat and a van. I took the coat and put it on cause it was chilly. I got in the van and decided to try to find everybody. I drove down a street, and found a party. I parked the van on the side of the road, and got out. Some guy approached me and said that I was in his coat and driving his van. I appologised and explained the situation. He agreed to let me continue using the van as long as I promised to return it. He told me there was about two dollars worth of change in the coat's inner pocket. I checked, and there was. He added an additional fifty cents, and wished me luck. I was quite moved. I went into the area where the people were. Turned out to be my old high school class. We were in the recently abandoned Ames building having a class of some sort. I sat down at an empty table, that was quickly joined up by a couple of the guys in my class. We made some sort of art project, that was praised by the teacher and the class. I grabbed my things, and headed home, sure that the next day everyone would want me to be in their group. Driving home I did a quick inventory of my stuff, making sure I hadn't left anything behind. I had, but it was unimportant so I didn't worry about it. I had my cell phone which was imporant. I stopped at the convenience store on the way home. I stuck my cell phone in the glove box. I went in and went to buy some bubble gum. A few people in the store were having a bubble gum blowing contest. I grabbed a piece and blew a big ol bubble. While I was chewing, I was told there were people there with six pieces of gum in their mouth trying to get the ultimate bubble. I marvled at that. Six pieces is a lot to chew at once. I blew a big bubble that ended up looking like a boot. I decided to use it as a boot, and tried to blow another one to match. I gave up and went back to the van, where I proceeded to panic not remembering where my phone was. I went back to class. I saw some of the people I worked with the day before, and I was totally ignored. I sat down at a table, and put my stuff down, and again I was ignored.

:: posted by the sleeping one 6:25 AM [+] ::
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