by Opalwhisker » Sun Feb 03, 2013 1:40 am
wow i haven't posted in this forum in foreeeevvveeerrrr OTL i feel bad. but i guess this is a good place to post! I don't usually remember my dreams, but when i do they're long, complex and highly detailed. I have a really strange dream, but it's REALLY long.....i hope you guys don't mind and pardon any weird grammatical/ spelling errors made OTL
It starts off with me and my dad in a car in a city going to the airport. We’re almost there, but we get stopped. We had to go now otherwise I’d miss it. So we got out and started running. I got there and realized I was missing one of my bags. I tried talking to a supervisor person, when my dad brings me my bag then leaves. The supervisor lady takes it and puts in a car. There’s this open on both ends garage, filled with cars that all have their trunks open and were full of baggage. There were lots of other kids there. The supervisor lady starts counting down and we triple up into groups. I was with a girl who I think was my friend, and a little boy who for some reason I knew I had to be with. And so we grouped up and left. I picked up the little boy who was dressed like a guy who was on these large posters all over town. I think we had to go around town in a sort of parade and collect diamonds. I dunno why :T. Our group's first stop was through a museum, and we stumble across a jewelry case standing wide open with a ton of diamond in it just sitting there. the girl and boy i was with wanted to take them, but i protested, saying they belonged to the museum and we couldn't just take them. so we eventually left. But anyways we’re walking along when we reach a store that was sandwiched between two mega shops. I don’t even know how we knew it was a shop, since it’s only entrance was an unmarked door. Anyways, we enter it and immediately there is this flight of stairs leading us up. So we climb them and climb them and climb them. We reach the next floor and there are more stairs and the next floor had more stairs. But suddenly the stairs became scary. They were the kind of stairs that were just flat stairs without a back. And they were scary because I knew they would spin around and drop us to the floor because they weren’t welded to the stair railing, they were attached by a wire, so if you put a lot of weight on one end, it’d tip forward. So I was scared. Apparently no one else was, because as I was going down the stairs my group was already waiting for me at the bottom telling me to hurry up. Once I’d finally gotten all the way down, we headed into a room the was slanted down wards. Facing the slope going down were a bunch of children’s desks. So I assumed it was a class room. But there was one desk off to the side that was a bit larger and was facing the wall. The little boy we were with knew the story of this room and he told us. He said that this used to be a classroom and that desk belonged to a boy who was there, but who wasn’t really there. He had been a ghost, but he was not appreciated in the class. So all the children would steal his things, eventually he got much too upset and just vanished. And he said maybe I could call him out again. So I tried, and then all of a sudden there was a slightly transparent ghost egg floating next to the boy’s head. It bounced in mid air and spun forward, changing into the ghost. He was a teenaged boy, with short hair, a school uniform… and he had a tail. It was a spade tail, so he told us he could use it like a shovel. But we talked for a bit and became acquainted, then we left the building and went to my church. The ghost floated on ahead of us to the fellowship hall, where we looked into the glass door and found this lady and these three big scary guys making robotic copies of our ghost friend. ”I knew it.” He said. The girl with us ask, “Knew what?” He replied, “They’re making robotic copies of me. I was a failed experiment. I guess his is version 2, I bet they can do more things than I can.” Then suddenly, he opened the doors and snuck in. no one noticed him. He went into an adjacent room and saw racks upon racks of robotic copies of him. As he was sneaking out he was seen, and then everybody started chasing him. At this point, my POV switched to be the ghost’s POV. The group left to hide, and I, as the ghost, was running from the lady and three guys. I ran out into a field, where I thought they wouldn’t find me. But then I heard one of the guys near by. So I ran back to the church, and snuck through the fellowship halls with the robotic copies again, and was about to make a turn, when I saw some old black (not like african american, like he was the actual color black) janitor guy going by. I knew that if I went do this corridor, he’d catch me and send me to the lady. So I turned and went a different way. Our church shares it’s buildings with a preschool, and I ran into one of those rooms. I ran into the little closet thing where they keep the children’s nap time pillows and stuff. I knew I was going to be safe there, but the all the doors opened and all the children came in. The teacher lady told me to leave, I couldn’t be there. I tried to explain to her that I was trying not to be caught, but she just wouldn’t listen to reason. Then I think I lucid dreamed a bit because I told myself, “This is a dream. I can do what I want.” And suddenly all the children and the teacher were gone. And even though they were gone, I still left. I looked up to the roof, and saw one of the lady’s cronies sitting up there, looking for me. So I knew I had to move quick. I ran out into the parking lot and found a car that I somehow knew belonged to my friends (the ones with me earlier) so I opened the driver’s door, popped the trunk, and hid in the trunk. I breathed, knowing they wouldn’t find me in there. But I think I left a trace of my presence in the form of colorful tissue paper that had been folded a bunch of times. Suddenly, these garbage collectors/ car sales men came and picked up the tissue paper and were talking about how to best sell the car that I was hiding in. The lady and her cronies came out front to the parking lot and confronted these guys. They said they wanted to take the car and sell it. And the lady started trying to buy it. I was scared out of my mind, when, all of a sudden, while the lady was distracted, the trunk opened and I was forced into the trunk of the cars sales men. Then my POV shifted to me just being an observer, as I watched one of the lady’s cronies betray her and get in the car with the cars salesmen, with the ghost boy in their trunk. They drove off, and I saw the lady raise two guns, but she either never fired or she missed. Inside the car, the betrayer sat in the back seat and passed a wad of cash to the cars salesmen. “To keep you quite, you never saw me here right?” He said. The two salesmen nodded. “Good.” The betrayer said.
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Then I woke up.
Hi! I'm kind of new to... well... everything! ^^; please excuse any stupid questions I might have.
I love to draw and I'm interested in starting to learn how to do face ups!
My Deviant Art page:
http://opalwhisker.deviantart.com/My Icon was not drawn by me, but by a close friend of mine! It does feature my character Pidge though!
I know my job sucks, but really... dream self, how could you say that to someone?
