JACKIE DOVE'S DREAM SUBMISSIONS

 


1st dream (over the summer of 2005):

Victorian Era.  I was wearing the dress I wore to my uncle Mike's wedding when I was in 1st grade.  I was on a staircase with a bunch of other people.  we were training to be spies.  leading us was a British man with a monocle.  it was dark, lots of shadows.  the stairs went up endlessly, were narrow, and there was a library on the landing of every floor.  we kept walking up, then stopped at one library.  it was like a museum, and there were people everywhere.  all of the sudden, people started turning into vampires, and everyone around me was screaming and crying.  I ran past all of it, dodging and hiding in the shadows.  everything was dark.  I ran until I was in a dark hallway, then opened one of the doors and ran in.  the door was old and falling apart, but the room was bright white and super clean.  there were two big windows on the wall across from the door.  there was nothing but a black chair and a woman, all in black, hunched over, crying in front of the right window.  there was a calm knock on the door, and I was scared to open it but I did? and there was a woman screaming, and three vampires eating her.  I ran to the left window and climbed out on a very small ledge.  I walked a little to the left, it was the corner of the building and I looked down and saw a pickup truck full of dead bodies.  I thought about jumping into it, because I was only on the 2nd floor but somehow I knew the bodies were going to be eaten so I stayed on the ledge.  I looked down and saw vampires circling below me, looking up.  I looked back into the room, and everyone was dead and the vampires were eating and laughing.  I was left standing there in the dark.  then I woke up.

 

2nd dream:

sitting Indian style on my bed in my house on long island.  for some reason, my dresser (the white one my parents threw out) was next to my bed, under the window.  everything in the room was covered in a thick layer of dirt, including me.  I had a blanket around me and I was facing the dresser, smoking a cigarette (which is odd because I don't smoke).  I suddenly realized that my door was cracked open a bit, so I got scared, put down the cigarette and ran across the room to shut the door.  then I walked over to the window and cracked it open to the smoke out.  I heard the door squeak open behind me.  I went back to the door and tried shutting it again, but it kept forcing itself open.  in the lower half of my door there was some sort of grate?  and it was broken open in one spot.  I started to panic.  I tried throwing towels and blankets over the crack so that no smoke would get out.  they just disintegrated.  for some reason, another exact same white dresser was next to the door, so I tried pushing it in front of the door.  as I tried it just started decaying and falling apart.  I left it and went back to my bed to finish smoking.  the cigarette was almost burned out, but I remember thinking "I'll just have another one when I go outside."  then the door flew open, the dresser flew off into a million little particles of dirt and dust, and my father burst in screaming "I smell smoke!  how dare you fucking smoke in my house!"  As he yelled.  I could see the sound vibrations coming from him, and the whole room shook.  I put my hands over my ears and dropped the cigarette.  I was scared out of my mind, and as loud as my dad was yelling, I heard no sound.


 

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