I made a blog for my dreams...

...Because they're so fucked up sometimes that they just deserve their own writing place. These are straight from my mind at the time of day that it does it's finest work. In a way, this madness could teach you more about my emotions/thoughts than I could even tell you.

Sunday, November 21, 2010

Me, my mom, my brother, and some other people were at a circus or some similar place. We had been there before (De ja vu) and had gone through an ordeal similar to what I'm about to describe. Even though I hadn't seen any, I knew there were zombies in the park/grounds somewhere.

We went into this small building and locked the doors. The power kept flickering and for some reason this made the doors fly open every time (It was really annoying because it was cold out and we were worried the zombies might get in).

After the third time this happened I went upstairs, found a lady who was busy talking on the phone, and tore some strips of her clothing off (She didn't seem to notice). Then I tied them around the handles of the double doors so that the door would stop coming open.

There were at least 2 other doors I needed to secure, as well. One was metal and one was glass. At the glass one I found a note that read "I love you," While I was thinking of a way to secure those doors, a man in the building listened at the keyholes and claimed he could hear something at both; I can't remember what he heard at the metal door but he heard breathing at the glass door.

All of us gathered around the glass door and looked out and listened at the keyhole. It was easy to see through the door; outside it was a sunny day and nothing appeared to be out there. After a bit of a silence my brother called, "I love you, too!" to whatever had left the 'love' note. Suddenly, a monster appeared outside the glass door and smashed the glass by bashing it's head into it.

I woke up, then.

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