Woke up from a crazy dream where I was a chick having to fight a bunch crazy vampires. At one point I thought I was dead, and then said, in an irish accent, some poem about not being afraid, and I love you, and then the zombie ran towards me running on its legs and feet with back to the ground yelling, and then stopped, and said so this is what it must feel like to love. Then another vampire came out of the works, and I was trying to have the other one save me, but he disappeared, and so I was on my own, then he shows up, and gets killed so its just me and him. He grabs me and puts a sewing needle in his hand to my neck ready to kill me, and I tell him the same thing, he zones out for a bit,and so I kick him in the side, the needle flys in the air, I grab it a put it his neck. He screams, and says no I lost, and I say, Shhhh I love you. its all over now. You can finally die! He, relaxes, and burns up, and I see beyond the flames my dad, looking at us in his leaving room from behind a corner.
Posted on: Sun, 10 Nov 2013 14:55:23 +0000