I've been having these weird dreams lately. I keep thinking that they are going to come true and honestly, I don't want them to. Last night I had two dreams-- no no. Lets get this straight. They aren't dreams they are nightmares. Anyways...the two dreams I had.
DREAM ONE-
I was living with another family; I didn't recognize the people I lived with. I had a sister that was older than me. She had long brown hair, was skinny and had Gray Eyes. My dad was really cool. He had dark brown hair with blond streaks and was tall with intense green eyes. My mom wasn't there at the moment. My dad was standing on the back porch. He watched the over-populated city of New York. I walked to my sisters room and found her just sitting there listening to music. I just left, remaining quiet. I walked throughout the house until I heard a plane. I followed the sound of it to my back porch. My dad was watching the plane. It was small but very loud. It was going in circles and each time it was getting lower. My stomach felt like it twisted into a knot. "Its going to fall on the buildings, isn't it?" I asked my dad lowly. He sighed and looked at me. He picked me up into a hug and told me that everything was going to be okay and that he would never let anything happen to me or my sister. He put me down and told me to go back inside and close the glass sliding door after me. I did what he told me because I thought that it was best for me to listen. I stood by the glass door and watched him. The plane started dropping bombs everywhere, one landing right on the balcony. It was smaller than the others but I knew that it could still do harm. I screamed at my father to watch out. He looked at the bomb and then looked at me before saying "Get away." Right after he finished saying that, he smiled and the bomb went off. His eyes sparkled and tears fell from them before his body got blown away. The glass shattered and I was blown backwards, across the room. I woke up.
DREAM TWO-
My friends and I went to New York [Yes another NY dream] to look at sites and whatnot. Everyone was acting more mature than usual but we were still the same age. The only people that weren't there was Troy, Kayla, Krista and Walter. I was there with Darrius, Kristy, Thomas and another girl that I didn't recognize. The other girl was older than us. We went to a tall building and went to the top. On the way up I had some type of vision of the future. I shook my head, coming out of it. We got out of the elevator and looked around. Later that day Kristy and I were watching the news when we heard that there was a crash on the bridge that goes to Rhode Island. We were informed that a young woman in her twenties was driving a tractor trailer and that she had somehow went off the edge. i jumped up out of my seat and told Kristy that we had to go there. I didn't tell her about my "vision" or anything because I didn't want her to think I was crazy. We weren't that far away from the bridge. We ran all the way there and up on the bridge. She had gone off the edge right by the beginning of it. The water was still deep though; it was deep enough where the whole truck was unseen. They thought that she had drowned and weren't helping her. I asked them if someone could try and swim under the water to get her out. They said that someone could try and I took it upon myself to do so. Kristy wanted to help too. We took off out shoes and walked into the water. I dove under and so did Kristy. I swam along the floor of the water, feeling around for the truck. I didn't think that I could open my eyes. I started getting frustrated and opened my eyes. I saw Kristy swimming towards the top of the water; I thought that she must have ran out of breath. I looked around and saw the tractor trailer. The doors were open but I couldn't see anything. I closed my eyes and swam towards the truck as quickly as I could. I reached the truck and heard some loud splash. I turned around and then I felt someone grabbing at my hair. I figured that it was the young woman. I reached behind myself and grabbed her arm. She grabbed a hold of my hair and I swam to the top of the water, pulling her. We reached the top and I helped her float. She breathed air in quickly. I made sure that she was okay. Up above me, I heard cheering. I smiled and looked up, happy that I was able to save someone's life because of the "vision" I had. I knew that seeing the future kept her alive. If I wouldn't have seen the future and myself helping her then she would be dead, and I knew this. I woke up.
 Sweet Faux Pas · Sun May 06, 2007 @ 08:40pm · 2 Comments |
