Last night I had a dream. Okay, two dreams (or nightmares?).
DREAM NO. 1
I dreamed about students bullying other students but I was not in it, then there's some magic going on. I really can't explained it coz' I also donno wat it is, kinda blurry. Then I drove a car into a double-storey house somewhere inside a forest. I've turned on all the lights and walked to a building where there are people there. I've told the people that I had to turn on the lights of my home and go to the building so the thing can't find me as I knew they are waiting for me outside. I requested to stay in the building until morning because I knew something in the forest is going to get me as I've seen red glowy eyes looked at me.
I slept early last night at 8.00pm. I woke up at 11.00pm after the dream No. 1 and then messaged my BF. He asked me if had pray before I went to sleep and I replied I did. Now that he mentioned it, my prayers was distracted just a little bit because my mind was thinking of other matters. I need to focus on my prayers now. :)
DREAM NO. 2
I was sitting in a fast-food restaurant (not any fast-food restaurant that I knew, probably a new one) watching TV and a guy sat not very far from me on my left side. I was watching the TV when suddenly I felt that I've been watched. I looked at my left and there he was, just inches away from me. I didn't looked closely at his face but somehow I knew he has a scruffy face. He asked me questions, I answered them very carefully while still looking at the TV. He asked me why I didn't look at his face when answering his questions. The reason that I'm not looking at his face is because I'm not interested in him but I just kept quiet.
When I tried to leave, he grabbed my wrist and asked me questions again. I keep trying to pull my hand away from him but his grip is too strong. I was afraid at that moment that something would happened to me then out of anger, I kicked his balls. He let go of my hand and I supposed to be running away from him but I didn't. I took his wallet from the back of his pants and sat at another table far away from him but nearer to the exit. At this moment, the restaurant manager has called for help, and two policemen arrived and handcuffed him. I took all the contents from the man's wallet and found some gruesome small pictures of mutilated girls. The man was angry and tried to ran to me but the two policemen already had their grip on him.
When I was brought to the police car, I heard a commotion that the man has escaped and is running to me. I was so scared I asked the policemen to protect me. I heard the policemen said that the scruffy man wants to see my face. I don't know why and I don't want to know why. Luckily more policemen arrived at the scene. I was brought to the police station to give my explanation, safely.
At the police station, the man asked to see me but I don't want to see him. He said that he need to see me because he wants me (ewww...). The police asked him about the pictures but he didn't answered. I was asked to speak to the man for him to co-operate. I said I co-operate with the police if I didn't have to see the man. So, behind tinted glass I asked the man questions about the pictures but I didn't asked him why he wants me. I managed to tricked him to answer where is his house and about the girls in the pictures. Lastly I said to the man that I'm going to his house to search for the bodies and pray for the victims souls before I turn off the microphone. The policemen asked me why did I say that and I told them that the man will probably escaped to his home and tried to find me so that he can execute on what he's planned to do to me in the first place.
Then I heard commotion from the other room. I was ushered out from the present room for my safety and was put in a room with sturdy door with two policewomen. I heard people running and screaming. My heart was beating so fast because I thought the man would find this room and kill me, or kill the two policewoman first before killing me. Then I heard silence.
Out of a sudden a male voice came out. We panicked but it turns out that the voice came out from the policewoman walkie-talkie. He told us that the man is dead, shot outside the police station. I told them that I don't want to see the body and I don't want to see the man's dead face.
I was informed later on that they have found the bodies of the girls at his home, some was buried deep in the ground and some were hanging on the wall inside the man's garage. The man's probably marked his victim that were sitting or walking all alone, including me. They told me that I was lucky or I could end up like them. They also give their theory that probably the man fell in love with my face and my cool attitude that he didn't care that he attacked me in broad daylight and with so many people around. At that moment I made a resolution that I don't want to walk anywhere alone.
I woke up at 4.00am still remembering the dreams. I could write books with my dreams and nightmares as I have plenty of them. Some even have Part I & Part II. I've always told my BF of my nightmares. If I told my mum, she'll probably thinking that there is a meaning behind my dreams and will do her own theories.
I will try to add in more of my nightmares and dreams here (if I'm not lazy) but for now, I'm looking for something to eat but what? Hmm...
DREAM NO. 1
I dreamed about students bullying other students but I was not in it, then there's some magic going on. I really can't explained it coz' I also donno wat it is, kinda blurry. Then I drove a car into a double-storey house somewhere inside a forest. I've turned on all the lights and walked to a building where there are people there. I've told the people that I had to turn on the lights of my home and go to the building so the thing can't find me as I knew they are waiting for me outside. I requested to stay in the building until morning because I knew something in the forest is going to get me as I've seen red glowy eyes looked at me.
I slept early last night at 8.00pm. I woke up at 11.00pm after the dream No. 1 and then messaged my BF. He asked me if had pray before I went to sleep and I replied I did. Now that he mentioned it, my prayers was distracted just a little bit because my mind was thinking of other matters. I need to focus on my prayers now. :)
DREAM NO. 2
I was sitting in a fast-food restaurant (not any fast-food restaurant that I knew, probably a new one) watching TV and a guy sat not very far from me on my left side. I was watching the TV when suddenly I felt that I've been watched. I looked at my left and there he was, just inches away from me. I didn't looked closely at his face but somehow I knew he has a scruffy face. He asked me questions, I answered them very carefully while still looking at the TV. He asked me why I didn't look at his face when answering his questions. The reason that I'm not looking at his face is because I'm not interested in him but I just kept quiet.
When I tried to leave, he grabbed my wrist and asked me questions again. I keep trying to pull my hand away from him but his grip is too strong. I was afraid at that moment that something would happened to me then out of anger, I kicked his balls. He let go of my hand and I supposed to be running away from him but I didn't. I took his wallet from the back of his pants and sat at another table far away from him but nearer to the exit. At this moment, the restaurant manager has called for help, and two policemen arrived and handcuffed him. I took all the contents from the man's wallet and found some gruesome small pictures of mutilated girls. The man was angry and tried to ran to me but the two policemen already had their grip on him.
When I was brought to the police car, I heard a commotion that the man has escaped and is running to me. I was so scared I asked the policemen to protect me. I heard the policemen said that the scruffy man wants to see my face. I don't know why and I don't want to know why. Luckily more policemen arrived at the scene. I was brought to the police station to give my explanation, safely.
At the police station, the man asked to see me but I don't want to see him. He said that he need to see me because he wants me (ewww...). The police asked him about the pictures but he didn't answered. I was asked to speak to the man for him to co-operate. I said I co-operate with the police if I didn't have to see the man. So, behind tinted glass I asked the man questions about the pictures but I didn't asked him why he wants me. I managed to tricked him to answer where is his house and about the girls in the pictures. Lastly I said to the man that I'm going to his house to search for the bodies and pray for the victims souls before I turn off the microphone. The policemen asked me why did I say that and I told them that the man will probably escaped to his home and tried to find me so that he can execute on what he's planned to do to me in the first place.
Then I heard commotion from the other room. I was ushered out from the present room for my safety and was put in a room with sturdy door with two policewomen. I heard people running and screaming. My heart was beating so fast because I thought the man would find this room and kill me, or kill the two policewoman first before killing me. Then I heard silence.
Out of a sudden a male voice came out. We panicked but it turns out that the voice came out from the policewoman walkie-talkie. He told us that the man is dead, shot outside the police station. I told them that I don't want to see the body and I don't want to see the man's dead face.
I was informed later on that they have found the bodies of the girls at his home, some was buried deep in the ground and some were hanging on the wall inside the man's garage. The man's probably marked his victim that were sitting or walking all alone, including me. They told me that I was lucky or I could end up like them. They also give their theory that probably the man fell in love with my face and my cool attitude that he didn't care that he attacked me in broad daylight and with so many people around. At that moment I made a resolution that I don't want to walk anywhere alone.
I woke up at 4.00am still remembering the dreams. I could write books with my dreams and nightmares as I have plenty of them. Some even have Part I & Part II. I've always told my BF of my nightmares. If I told my mum, she'll probably thinking that there is a meaning behind my dreams and will do her own theories.
I will try to add in more of my nightmares and dreams here (if I'm not lazy) but for now, I'm looking for something to eat but what? Hmm...
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