posted on Jul, 1 2008 @ 09:50 AM
First of all i would like to emphasize that this contains rather disturbing textual imagery.
Last night, I had the first somewhat lucid-ish dream in quite a while, yet to make things worse it was a bad one. Not scary monster under the bed bad
but more disturbing bad. To summarize it involved what appeared to be a sibling that was perhaps 12-13 years old (I assume it was my sister in this
dream) who from what I had gathered suffered from a mental illness of some kind. This and some other nasty events that I will tell of later.
I don’t know where it started but in know when it ended, although I remember a single piece of dream that occurred sometime between the beginning
and the end. This piece was of my supposed sister at what I assume was a psychologists office/practice or whatever you call a psych’s general place
of business. This is when I first figured (out of dream state, in a kind of third person POV…or something like that) that she was generally insane,
although in an odd way. Her behavior at that time was similar to that of any mentally disabled person, a kind of over happy behavior. I can kind of
describe it as her being a 12-13 year old, yet acting more like an 8 year old as being overly playful and cheery for someone her age. However, again
I can’t remember specifics, or I did then I forgot (I didn’t exactly put effort into remembering details of this particular dream…) , but it
appeared as if from that point of the psych’s office the general situation began to decline all the way to the quite disturbing end. Not really
knowing much of these details, I can only remember possible happenings, and one which seems familiar ties with the end. It seemed as if the girl had
began to decline into a kind of personality shift, somewhat jumping between chirpy overly happy to sadistic, initially only mildly so but increasingly
worse as “time” went on. However as this opposite personality began to arise, the same polar was just the same. Say towards the end it was happy
and playful just like before, and all of a sudden, when you go out of the room and back again, she is all macabre and secluded.
The climax, if you can call it so, is like I said, the most distinctive and vivid part of this whole event. Just before, there was some more hazy
stuff, but I think it involved messages from the girl left in permanent marker written on lengths of toilet paper (?) with rather evil messages,
warning of future doings that she will perform... to spit it out, one was that she would skin the house hold dog alive. This is where it gets very
disturbing, as the climax is exactly that. What I assume is me and my dream parents are in a short hall leading off the main corridor that travels the
length of the house and have just come across another message, “I WARNED YOU!”, or something along those lines. Then the dog…runs past along the
corridor, missing half its skin… the/my mother yells in panic and terror “Jesus Christ! What the **** have you done!” this is followed by us
moving down the direction in which the dog came into a dark room. Then a shadow moved down the corridor, in kind of a monster-esc kind of motion, a
hunched back and arms out to either side. The last thing I remember is that I tacked “it” against the wall and that’s when I woke up…
In fact, the odd thing is that there was a transition period where I was still involved in the dream, yet I was awake so I actually heard myself moan
(I was screaming in the dream) which actually weirded me out more than all the previous events, at least it did at that moment.
So there you have it… I don’t know what I want people to make of this, but I don’t think that it should have anything to do with me and my
mental goings-on as this has never happened before. I mean i often make up horrific war scenarios about the American civil war…2, but that is just
human orientated battle violence, and any associated plot has no such violence to any of the main characters. I’m rambling… but my point is
don’t throw any weird stuff about it being an omen for what not, as although I did in fact take this into account, as I often do but in more of a
humorous manner to entertain myself on the bus.
But make what you will of this anyway. i hope I'm not going mad...