Okay, so I'm the type of person that dreams a lot at night. It seems like every night i have a dream. The funny thing is all my dreams feel real to the point that when i wake up I'm confused whether it really happened or not. Usually if i can remember my dream I'll write it down. I enjoy going back and rereading it later.
Some of my dreams scare me though. I actually feel things. It's like it's actually happening to me. Once i had a dream someone grabbed my hand and i felt feelings I've never felt in real life. I felt my heart dropping, my breath accelerating, butterflies swarming around, the warmth of his hand, the comfort i got from it, and the love. Now, I've never been in love before, but I'm pretty sure i felt love in my dreams towards a guy that's alive somewhere in the back of my brain.
Nightmares are even worse. A couple nights ago i had taken melatonin because I've been having problems sleeping at night. It worked. I didn't wake up once during the night, but it had a weird side effect. It gave me back to back nightmares.
First was i was in a pool. It was a normal pool. There was bright lights, people all around, smiles and laughter. The only problem was there was only three people in the pool, including me, and i was in a simulator. This simulator turned this one boy into a shark over and over again. This shark continuously chased us around the pool, biting us. We would feel the pain and then the wounds would heal. This would happen over and over again.
It happened until i was no longer in a pool. I was in the ocean. The murky waters formed large waves that hit me against a rock wall for what seemed like forever. I fought, trying to swim away from the wall. I fought long and hard, but i began to lose energy. I couldn't fight any longer. I went under the water. I was dying.
Then it got weird. A monster truck saved me, but then he killed all of humanity before my very eyes. I was the only human left. Then like the traitor that i am, i fell in love with the humanity killing monster truck who now turned into a form of a very attractive man.
Yeah. I have weird dreams. Any who. Most of my stories that are on here are probably from dreams that i had. That's why most of them are twisted. I remember last night i was running from a murder through some sort of shopping mall maze. Or was it murders? A team of murders? I just vividly remember becoming one of five girls on a guys football team and then running from killers in the mall across the street. Plus it was dark and dreary outside. Maybe I should make that into a story? Nah. Too much testosterone.
Yeah i woke up this morning having a panic attack which isn't too much fun. I think my first thought was, "I need to get to practice, but i have to do homework first." So, no lie, I tiptoed from my bed, got my book bag, went to another room(my friend slept over last night so i didn't want to wake her), and started on my homework.
It was 4 am. Today is Sunday.
I have a lot of problems with sleeping now. I toss and turn all night. When i do sleep I have vivid dreams slam packed with real emotions and feelings. Sometimes i feel like my bed is shaking which creeps me out to the maximum level. When i finally fall asleep at like 4 i sleep though all alarms. Maybe i should just pull a Tony Stark in iron man 3 and just not sleep for 70 something hours.
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