It was twilight and I was in my house as an announcement cam on the news and they said that the everyone was leaving. I knew that this meant I was going to be alone on planet earth. All by myself. Then there was this big flash of light and I was alone. I was walked to the front door in my now dark house and I was met by Puck. I thought that was strange since I was supposed to be alone. Puck told me to get my gun so I did while I asked why and he said you are going to need it to survive. Survive what I asked? But he didn’t answer instead he looked out the window I loaded my gun and cocked it and looked out the window with him. I saw a few people walking slowly outside and two cop cars driving down the street in what looked like slow motion. In my head I knew they weren’t driving slow but it took them a long time to get down the street. I looked away from the window and I knew I didn’t want to walk outside with a gun so I uncocked it and put it in my pants and then I thought well I don’t want to get searched and have a gun, that’s illegal. We opened the door and I heard a female voice in my head saying to survive you have to run across the street go between the bushes around the house and down the stairs through the door. So puck and I took off. when we got into the basement we saw a girl with long brown hair, and that’s all I remember about her. She didn’t say anything but we knew what we had to do. I contemplated if I should change into my white jeans and white shirt because I knew it would be snowing soon and I wanted to make myself as hard of a target as I could, but I knew that it was going to be very dark through the mirror so I changed into my black pants and shirt. I grabbed one of the big guns laying around and jumped through the mirror across from the door. I was in a place that had no walls sky or floors just swirling black and maroon. I was running across this bridge and I couldn’t fall into the holes in the bridge that had these silver things that looked kind of like spoons in them. There were groups four of the things we were fighting that were throwing stuff at me as I ran towards them.

I jumped over them and I could feel myself losing health like in a video game when they managed to hit me or grab me as I jumped. Eventually I got to the mirror on the other side of the bridge. It was much smaller than the one before and I could the same voice in my head saying that I needed to get all the way through it because the part of me stuck on the other side could still be hurt. I jumped through the mirror and it got stuck around my hips. It was snowing where my top half was now and the mirror on this new side was laying on the ground. With my gun in hand I pushed down on either side of me and I could feel myself loose more health but I pushed and got my legs on the other side then stood up. I changes quickly into my white jeans and shirt and in the process I was hit my the enemy and I realized I wasn’t alone. I shot at them and eventually ran into the safe house behind them without killing them all. I got into the house and started to shoot them through the window and I remember thinking that last time there wasn’t anyone on the other side of the second mirror between the house and I and I realized that’s because last time I killed all of the ones on the bridge. I was pulled from my thinking as I heard a shot outside and I ran towards the window again because I knew that meant that someone had made it out after me but I didn’t see anything. I don’t remember what was outside the window but I ran down the stairs of the now lit house and out the front door. I knew then that pip was dead. (Imagine the talking mouse from Narnia) I was crying and I knew I had to burry him on the grounds behind the house. My mom came up to me and asked if she wanted me to talk with him and I nodded. The next thing I knew I was burying him in back and I was praying for him and my mom came and kneeled next to me and put these exotic deep reddish purple flowers with very small buds next to the grave and I cried a bit more and I could feel this tremendous ache in my chest as I cot up and walked away. I was up in my room at the house and I looked out the window and I could see pips grave covered in snow with the flowers lying next to it. 

The next thing I knew I was at the house next to us and we were done fighting those things for good because we had killed them all. But at the house we were meeting the new tenants which were the Jonas Brothers. WE were sitting in a well lit room, the windows where open and it was sunny outside and my mom and I were asking them how they were settling in and how they liked the neighborhood. They said it would be fine if not for the obnoxious neighbors on the other side of them. I stood up and got mad telling them that maybe they should get to know them before they gave them such a title. I walked out of the house and I knew I was mad because I used to call pip that and now I wished I hadn’t. I met up with puck in the street and we walked home. But we didn’t go tot the safe house next to the brothers’ we walked down the street and when we walked into our house we saw our little league team there dressed in their uniforms. It was night now and we were settling down to go to sleep with our guns. The boys where cocking back their guns ready to fall asleep and I remember thinking that I didn’t want to get shot if one of them accidentally pulled the trigger in their sleep. So I though I didn’t want to shoot THEM either so I uncocked my gun and put both of the safety’s on. There were two boys going to sleep on the couch and there were cots set up where the rest of us were going to sleep. I was on the cot by the window and I looked outside and saw a very VERY bright shooting star. But it wasn’t a shooting star because it was coming towards the earth and it was too bright to just be a piece of something burning away as it entered the earth’s atmosphere. Puck appeared by my side and we both decided that we needed to follow it to see what it was. The next thing I knew we were in the team’s bus and we were all hiding under blankets with the gray haired coach driving as we followed this shooting star. It was approaching dawn as the glowing mass landed behind a fence in the yard of a home. It turned out it was a red sports car and we saw things moving inside it before we drove down the street so it wouldn’t seem like it we were following it. It was completely daytime and we approached this really nice school that was so much better than ours. It had a really big gorgeous green house and puck wanted to run through it. I followed him into the greenhouse after letting the team do what ever they wanted to do with their coach. After running through the green house I told Puck that I was leaving and he asked me where I was going with a base ball bat bag. I told him that my gun was in their and that I needed to check out that house. So he said he’d go with me. We were outside the house and we threw open the garage door and we found a cluttered garage with the little things stepping through the door into the garage and they said that they were melting. 

They looked like fudge sickles with the wrapper laid out behind them. But then they turned silver (I’ll try to post a pic of them after I draw it) and I remember that we had a very long nice conversation and we ended up sitting next to them on a seat that had been taken out of a car. They said they needed out help to call their people and tell them that they were safe. So there was this little plastic doll that had plastic blond pigtails and they told us to turn one of the pigtails so Puck did, but he wasn’t having any success so I started turning the other one and it finally worked. This was when puck and I decided to leave. So we said goodbye and they told us we’d never see them again. I asked why and they said that they had to leave their bodies because the bodies were dying. That not to worry they were going to find new ones to live in. Puck and I thought that that didn’t sound very good so we shut the garage door really quickly and were meet with the coach and the little league team walking down the side walk that was right up against the garage door. I looked down and I saw what looked like tin foil wiggling out under the garage door. It shot up and was going for the hand of the coach and I knew I couldn’t let that happen. So with the sword that I somehow had I batted the foil away as quickly as I could, but a mall piece still managed to wrap itself around the coaches ring finger and was absorbed into the skin without his knowledge. I quickly set the house on fire to kill those things as we walked away. I remember thinking that we would have to wait and see if it would affect the coach at all. Then I woke up.

I had a dream the other night about painting the backdrops for the musical my school is putting on, Phantom of the Opera. I was talking to my art teacher in the drawing room. We were standing by one of the cluttered example tables full of things being made by the jewelry class as well as cute little monsters that I had seen the Intro students doing the other day.

For some reason it was a Wednesday but we didn’t have mandatory school classes because there were so many field trips that the school couldn’t afford to hire that many chaperons or substitutes (My school is over 26 thousand dollars in debt because the state owes us so much money. Seriously it’s been on the news and everything.)

She told me that after I had left last night she had finished drawing the scene that was going to be used for as the phantom’s “lair” if you will. I was surprised but she told me that since it wasn’t a mandatory class day she was going to take the time to start painting the backdrops.

Agreeing to help today she pulled an apron out for me since I was wearing a white shirt and overalls (I never wear overalls. . only at home when I’m working on a painting project). The apron she gave me was blue, you could tell, but they were so caked with white paint that they were completely stiff. The apron was also too long so I tied the strings behind my neck tighter but it caused the front to be touching my throat.

Suddenly I was standing in, as what I know in the waking world to be a very crowded and cluttered, ceramics room.  The room was completely empty except for a table and a box stool, which were both covered by the single sheet that covered the entire floor of this massive room. The walls were completely draped in all of the different back drops we had been working on, about 8 in total. (In case anyone doesn’t know that’s a LOT of work for a high school musical . . the director is just insane and likes to ask too much of people) So the room is completely white.

Walking further into the room I see one of the other talented painters from class opening the paint, also dressed in an apron. I see a few other nameless faces before my eyes land on my freshman buddy, the one I was assigned at the beginning of senior year to show around and make comfortable. She was sitting on one of the box stools swinging her legs and smiling as she waved frantically to me. I smiled back and made her laugh by swinging my stiff apron back and forth, letting the bottom of it hit my shins and my calves.

My teacher was besides me again and she said, “You know if you were wearing a shirt you didn’t care about we could all take off our aprons and we wouldn’t have to be so careful.” She gave me a meaningful look and immediately I knew she was talking about how we could fling paint and have fun if we wanted to.

Looking down I pulled the neck of my rapid appearing sweatshirt out so I could see what shirt I was wearing underneath. It was one that hung off of my shoulders with a blue flower in the center. (I do not own anything like that in real life.) I shrugged my shoulders and gave her a meh.

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And suddenly the dream was over.

At my school we really are doing Phantom of the Opera as the musical but we haven’t even bought the cloth we are going to use as backdrops yet. We have talked about starting over spring break though so that will be fun.

Sorry I haven’t updated in so long, truthfully I had forgotten that I’d had this tumblr until I suddenly had a barrage of followers, thank you by-the-by!

This is a dream I had two nights ago and I will try to think of a couple other that I had before I so sadly forgot to update.

I am completing my junior year this year, and I will be advancing to senior year! Every year it’s sad to see the seniors go, and like many people I joke around with them telling them that they should fail senior year so that they will still be with us. There is one person I especially joke around with, his name is Jeremy.

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In the dream I am standing in some kind of cafeteria, or just a “common room.” It is the new high school that I have transferred to, because Jeremy failed his senior year and he didn’t want to take it at the same school that he did last year. My friend from where I used to live 5 years ago is there as well. We are speaking to each other talking about how we are glad that we all will be attending the same school.

In the dream on of the things that stood out where the fluorescent lights and the specked white and red tiles of the building.

Eventually we split up and as I was trying to get to my first period class I was walking down a hallway and it just ended… and I could see other sections of the school where students where walking to class. so I turned to my left and proceeded to climb up the latter that was on the wall over the part with no floor. I got to the room looked around and saw no one I knew there. That when I realized that I was in the wrong section of the school and I had to climb all the way back down.

Along the way I saw Jeremy and I remmeber worrying that we were going to be late for our first day of school. I remember talking to him and then we decided that we were just going to leave and go to dairy queen instead

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I think it’s hilarious. and all the dreams I have are always so vivid with the colors and things.

I once had a dream that took place in the back yard of one of my old houses. There was a side of the yard that we didn’t really go on because our parents couldnlt see us from the window and there was nothing over there to do.

In my dream I was a cave …child I guess you could say. I wasn’t living with other cave dwellers, but I was living with the animals that ‘oppsosed the cave dwellers. They were a combination of girrafs and pecan tress (I know what you’re thinking —> o.0) Thell looked like girraffs but pecans fell from thier heads and thier necks felt like bark. I had grown up with them my whole life.

One day a cave dweller kidnapped me to bring me back to my ‘own kind’ but I didn’t want to be there. So the two sides had a ‘war’, as I remember it being in the dream, over me.

In the end I ran away from the cave dwellers and back to my girraffe tree people family. and that’s how the dream ends. :) wierd I know, but I’m not making anyof this up!

I had a dream I was driving in the car with some guy. Suddenly I noticed something out of my window and told him to stop the car.

Opening the car and getting out he and I looked at what was happening. A red ferrari was speeding down the street we were about to turn onto. It screeched to a stop(you know the way they do in the movies) and Jay Leno jumped out of it, he was wearing an orange princess dress.… but in the dream it was the most normal thing that could have happened

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Just thought I’d post a funny one, since they’ve all been sad

I had a dream that my pregnant cousin was sitting on our couch in the front room, and she was having her baby. Weird I know. But after she had the baby I took ahold of it andhanded it to her husband. He was smiling then he looked at me and then back at the baby, which had stopped moving. He got very upset then he gave the baby to his wife, who started crying, the baby was dead.

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I woke up from this dream crying and I immediately called my mom, who was at the hospital with my cousin because she had gone into labour. she asked me why I was crying so I told her the story. She was shocked.

My cousin’s baby had been a still born, and had died the day before she’d gone into labour, and no one had known.

The dream I was having went from me experiencing it to like I had my conscious body was watching a movie in my head.  The dream was so vivid. I woke up thinking that I had a four year old waiting for me to get up.

The dream started out completely black. I couldn’t hear anything and I couldn’t feel anything. But I was aware that I was seeing black.

The view changed as soon as a man started talking.  But before I could comprehend what he was saying I tried to figure out what I was seeing. I was blinded by a black cloth tied around my eyes. My hand tied above my head with the same material.  My clothes were torn, I was beat up, and I was laying on a disgustingly dirty mattress.

There was a bruised teenager crumpled at my feet. Silently crying as he looked fearfully  at the man who had spoken before. The man was on the opposite side of what seemed to be an empty storage room in the corner.  He was holding a gun up to a small boy that looked relatively unharmed but was crying and shaking in fear.

The man was yelling at the teenage boy who I realized was Nick Jonas and the little boy was his younger brother, Frankie.  The man was yelling at Nick”Do it! Just do it!”  He didn’t say what he meant by do it, but everyone automatically knew. He wanted Nick to rape me

Nick looked at me and saw the tears leaking out from behind the blind fold.  Then he looked back at his brother. I started speaking, “I don’t want anyone to get hurt, do what he wants.”

The man shouted at him again, he hadn’t heard me. “Alright,” Nick whispered brokenly as he nodded his head. He got up and he crawled over to me and suddenly I was somewhere else.

Like a movie, the dream had changed scenes.  I was walking in what I knew as my local mall.  I was holding the hand of a four year old little girl.  Looking down at her she had chipmunk cheeks and and curly brown hair.  and in the dream I just knew that her name was Elicia Nichole Craft. We were in the mall because I was taking her on her first shopping spree for her birthday.

What I didn’t know was that today was the day that the Jonas Brothers were coming to the mall to sign autographs.

All of a sudden there were a bunch of people at the mall, teenage girls. They ran past us and knocked into Elli and our hands were knocked apart, and suddenly I couldn’t see her any more, and I started to panic.

The scene changed to that of the Jonas Brothers.  They were being pushed by Big Rob out of a mob of girls and into a store.  Right before Big Rob made it into the store he was Elicia on the ground between the girls legs crying.

Now that the Jonas brothers were in am empty store.  Big Rob had ginally made it in the store with Elli on his hip.

Joe was the first to notice Big Rob had company as the boys were catching their breath. “Nick! Nick!” he started hitting Nick, who’s back was facing Big Rob, on the shoulder repeatedly. “Dude, she looks just like you! Maybe …” he said trailing off. Nick had told them all what had happened (this was just something I knew in the dream. Though I never did know how we got out of there without knowing each other)

Nick and Kevin both looked over. “Holy crap . . ” Kevin breathed. Nick could just stare ad Elicia looked up and them and hiccuped and then looked to the man holding her.

The scene changed and I watched myself stop calling Ellie’s name frantically as my phone rang. I answered it and looked relieved then said, “okay I’ll be right there, thank you so much.” and started off towards the security office.

The next scene was of the security office where the Jonas Brothers sat while Papa and Moma Jonas were now there. Ellicia now sat on her father’s lap and she was telling them a story about her dog while they waited for my arrival.

As soon as I got there I rand ans scooped Ellie off of his lap.  I was hugging her and muttering how scared I was and how much I loved her

Nick was staring at me and I met his eyes.

As I watched the dream I knew that he recognized me even without the blind fold and then I woke up, and I was wide awake.

I had a dream last night. It was a wonderful dream. :, This is how is went„,

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It was night and I quickly got out of my mother’s Trooper.  Running up the drive way I ran into the arms of a mocha skinned man with a strong jaw (these were the first things I noticed about him in the dream), with a smile that nothing could wipe off of my face. He picked me up off of the ground and gave me a good squeeze.  Setting me back down he took my hand over to a lawn chair, next to his close friends, in front of the porch to the house.  Sitting down he pulled me into his lap and intertwined our hands as they sat on my knees.  In the dream I’m the happiest I’ve ever been.

My mother comes over to us from the car and sits across from us on the empty side of the pick nick table.  she looks at us and her eyes seemed to say that she didn’t like the fact that he was my boyfriend, my best friend.

The legs beneath me started to move back and forth, and I lent back into his shoulder. I knew that my mom wouldn’t say any thing.  She saw how happy I was with him, and the fact that he absolutely adored me. She wasn’t going to do anything that would mess this up for me. And for once I didn’t care what my mom thought. I loved him and that was all that mattered because I know he loves me back.

Turning around in his lap, I grab his face with both hands and kiss him lightly before wrapping my arms around his neck as he wraps his around my waist.  Looking into his eyes I knew that Taylor was the one for me.

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I woke up the most disappointed I’ve ever been. I had thought that the dream was real, and I haven’t been able to stop thinking about it since. It’s been on my mind all day, and I can’t help but wonder if I’ll ever have the feelings in the dream for real one day.  Because that Is all that I ask for <3