Is it possible to have two very different dreams in the span of 4 hours? Yes, because it happened to me last night.
I had one dream about two of my friends and myself. It was strange because one friend did not know how to behave. I mean it was so bad that this person did not know what to say, where to sleep, or how to act around us. I guess they did not want to set a poor example, but i don't think that was the case and neither did the other person that was there. The only thing this person did was provide us with hours of entertainment.
That was one dream and when i woke up i was laughing, because it was just that funny. Now, the other dream was not funny or exciting. This dream made me question my state of mind.
I know that it was a dream, but it involved people that i love and people that i have lost.
As some of you may know, i lost someone very close to my heart in the beginning of the year. I have gotten past the lost and from time to time i miss being able to share my thought with her. She was always there for me when i needed her and i will always miss her. That's why this dream hit me a little hard, because it was about her and my grand mother.
The dream started like any other day. I was in the house and i went to the bedroom and there she was lying in the bed, dead with out a breath in her. I started screaming, because i wanted to know how was this happening and why. I called my aunt, my cousin, and uncle but before they all got there, she woke up like she was just taking a nap. She sat up and looked at me and asked me what was wrong? I did not or could not say anything. I could hardly catch my breath. I fell back on the floor and kept peeking around the door at her. I heard my aunt come in down stairs, so i got up and ran down to get her. I told her what was going on and she did not believe me. Why would she believe me, because that was crazy. I brought her up stairs and let her see for her self. When we got to the door there she was like nothing happened. My aunt gasped and grabbed me and took me down stairs. I went in the room to check on my grandmother and she was not breathing, She was in her bed cold and blue. I screamed for my aunt and she came in the room and saw what i saw. She snatched me out and set me in the chair in the hall. All i could do was look and rub my arm. I got up and was going into the hall and saw my aunt( who is supposed to be dead) coming down the stairs. I had a attack with out words. I went into the front room and set in the window to try figure out what the hell was going on. I called my other family and screamed into the phone and with in ten min they were there. When they got there i could not speak all i could do was point. They went in the room and saw my aunt and grandmother. A few min later i heard a thud and a scream. My aunt and grandmother came walking out like nothing was wrong.
Thats when i woke up. I turned over and fell on the floor.. I know that this was a dream but what the hell.
That's it no more brownies for me after midnight.
