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HELLO I WILL UPDATE THIS THING SOON (:
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Sunday, September 12, 2010
I realised that my dreams have creepy and violent tendencies.
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Me and Kate grew up together. Best of childhood friends, we evolved from friends to lovers during our preteen years. How, I'm not sure. Love's funny that way, right? Whatever it is, we loved each other, and we swore the world to each other.
Then she disappeared.
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The dream begins years later, when I had become a young adult, definitely older than what I was now, I guess. But that remains to be the seen. Somehow, Kate had returned, and I don't know how we knew. But whatever it is, I was going to meet her that night, in my parent's bedroom. I guess we wanted to celebrate her return more privately, just the two of us, without any parents or friends fawning over her.
It took forever of pretending to be asleep, what with my parents walking in and all (their bedroom after all) and finally my parents stopped checking on me and left the door sht. I was alone.
I glanced up at the mirror above the bed, and sure enough Kate (Was that her name anymore? It sounds weird.) was there, peeking out from behind the reflection of the bedpost.
I smiled and turned away (I wasnt supposed to see how it worked) and with a woosh and a thump she was beside me. Snuggled and talked abit about life and stuff.
Suddenly, the bathroom door creaked slowly open, loud enough to be audible, soft enough to be creepy.
My mum was there. Torn dress, messed hair, standing expressionless while the bathroom light flickered behind her.
We stared at each other for a couple seconds and then the door swung back shut.
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We went back to talking.
The door swung open again. Now my mum's hair was grey and frazzle, and she kept the same expressionless face.
The door swung back shut.
We went back to talking.
The door swung open again.
"SHEESH MUM!"
"Sorry!" She said, walking out of the toilet and beside the bed to pour herself a drink of water. She had a mud mask on now and looked hilarous out of the flickering bathroom light. "Just didn't know that your friend was here."
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The scene changes into a map view that zooms into off the coast of some unpronunceable area. A swamp. Me and the girl was having a holiday or something there, wading through the swamp and looking at the vegetation with a guide bringing us around.
Something brushed her leg and she screamed, and immediately the guide brought us up above water for a while. He explained that there were lots of Ebi fish in the water and that they were transcluent eel-like creatures. (They're not, but bleah it's a dream!)
I plucked out a small splinter from the sole of my foot and went back into the water to finish looking at the sights.
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Back in my bedroom after the day, I was turning into to sleep. I remembered the splinter wound and the dirty swamp water. Bettter disinfect, I thought. I looked at my foot, and omg.
The wound had increased to a larger than a 50-cent gaping hole in my left foot, something you could put two fingers into.
And you really could put two fingers in. The foot was semihollowed out on the inside, red raw flesh half an inch inside the foot and some mass of stringy purple shit right at the visible corner in the flesh inside. (So you can like put your finger in till the first knuckle before it touches the flesh.
Gross. I wanted to like put a plaster over it, but realised the hole was too big.
Then I looked at my other foot. Turns out that there was probably a cut there in the balley between the large toe and it's neighbour. There were the same stingy bits of dead purple flesh hanging out of it.
Wondering if I could pull out the infected part, I looked closer.
They were fucking moving.
Worms! I licked out and a few dislodged, with a splat onto my bedroom floor. Squinted abit at them, sure enough, they were moving ever so slightly.
Then I thought about my hollowed out left foot with the mass of carnivorous worms nestled deep within.
Spent the next 30 minutes of the dream in the toilet spraying water into my foot trying to dislodge them. Hurt like hell.
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Next Dream!
Flooded pond in a park. Fun times! No worms. There was some sort of water-part going on, and everyone was having fun. I still didn't dare to try backflips.
I was helping move stuff over to dry land, there were boards, chairs, etc. Everyone was swimming or boating.
Then some missile exploded above the park and the heat dried up the water. ):
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11:19 AM
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