Nothing really, hey wait a minute- I DON'T LOOK THAT BAD!

Kay- since I ran across my b/f's Photoshop software (which is obviously the way he got those pictures with him dating Paris Hilton) I've taken off my old userpics and put these on. 

Sadly, I'm still using public computers, cause my laptop's gone... (mourns his passing)  Poor JubJub. Anyway, so it'll be a while before I can post again, because my lovely boyfriend is a little over possesive of his baby. lol 

 It was a dream from when I was younger... I was in the- 5th grade I believe? I wrote all teh descriptions down, to the finest detail in a dream journal, and as time went on, I was able to see things that clicked in my mind... I've graduated High School and I still remember this dream completely... Because it was after this dream that all my problems began, and now ALL my dreams revolve around this place in my mind... My terrrible, terrible mind. (When I say I identified something, it's because it clicked to be the same thing from the dream... Nothing here is changed, this IS how it went down...)




It started out at my aunt's house, before she moved in with my grandmother, and her and my mom were packing her things away (which at the time, my aunt had no intentions of moving in my waking life) they said that she was moving. So I went to the a hall and sat in what was her bedroom, now empty of all the furniture. It looked just like I remembered. 

There were two dogs lying in the doorway, one was a mix between yellow lab and chow and one was a black and white English Springer Spaniel (I was a dog fanatic back then), I was petting the dogs (at this point my aunt had only one dog, and I didn't recognize these two- except for the yellow lab/chow mix a year later) when I discovered what looked like a playhouse. It was yellow with white picket fences painted around it decoratively. I had NEVER seen it before. (later Identified that It had a build a bear logo on it.)

I approached it, then everything went black. It was like I had blacked out, because I woke on suspended walkway in what appeared to be a factory (silent hill style), I picked myself off of the ground, and I heard lound barking and a man's yelling. Down a set of stairs came these two giant monsters, (which I later Identified to be from the 'alone in the dark' movie). I turned to face the opposing direction, and ran off. I ran until I came across a black hole in the platform, a jumped onto it and fell through.

I landed in a [build a bear] store, it's towering red shelves all around, and it's yellow floors and walls were unbearable. I was with my real father, (my parents are divorced, they divorced when I was younger because my dad's drinking and drug problem) shopping. I was crazed to get out of this store, I had major anxiety about getting away from whatever it was chasing me. I looked up at him and took off, he yelled out my name, but I didn't stop. I ran out and I was in the main hall of our local flea market (which is now a trucking company), it was dark, even though it was daytime outside. I seen my grandparents, they were signing up for this blue victorian style doll house. My grandmother noticed me, and waved me over, I turned around to see if my father was looking for me- but the store was gone. I sighed as I began to walk in her direction. 

In the corner of my eye, I noticed this overwhelming darkness sliding it's way near. I looked straight, going for that "what you don't know won't hurt you" deal. 

I heard a dark laugh, and the growling of the beasts. I knew it was time to face the music. I turned, and saw another man, in a grey hoodie and jeans, his face was covered by the hood, and he had two leashes dangling from his fist. (Scarily enough, he had the build of my 9th grade math teacher, which was why I was so scared of him). I watched the hounds as they approached, then took off running into the darkness. I saw my friend Drew as I was running and he was telling me in a whisper to run. His voice echoed through the darkness. I fell down another hole, and I was in a mall that shined brightly. Behind me was a wall that was completely glass, and the other walls were grey. 

My Grandparents were there, and so was my brother. We were walking through a crowd of people, and I felt a sudden relief. I walked beside my grandmother while my brother and grandfather walked ahead. We walked to an escalator, and took it down, I guessed that my brother and grandfather went to the bathroom, then we went back up. We took a second escalator up and I went into a [I assumed Claire's] store. It's walls were purple and it had jewelry galore. I walked out of the store and into my aunt's hallway, I ran down the hall to tell my mother and Candy what happened. Of course, they didn't believe me- and my aunt said there was no playhouse back there. I walked into the living room, there was the house again.

::this is where I am missing a HUGE chunk of the dream::

I appeared outside of my aunt's house, but it wasn't where it was supposed to be. I backed away from the dreadful playhouse and looked around. Down at the dead end of the road, a fire arose, and from it THOUSANDS of those monsters fled. I ran away, down a hill beside the house, and around a building. 

Everything went black, and I turned, there- I seen an older version of myself, and some people I knew- and one I know now... him. I woke up after that... Crying and gasping for air.




[You may think I'm crazy, but my 7th grade year- I gound out who the guy was, when I was watching the Oprah show with my mother... Of course, it wasn't the only time I'd seen him in my dreams- and I had seen him once before, even though I didn't know his name... On SNL. Cause all I cared about at that time was Jimmy Fallon. Anyway, when I watched his show a week after seeing him on the Oprah show (unitentionally, cause I was watching Blue Collar TV), it sent a chill down my spine... It was Jon Stewart, yes- I know, terrifying, right? Well- if you'd see the things I've seen, experienced the things I have, you'd be terrified of ANYBODY from your dreams.]

Now- after this dream, I had it once a year... More recently I haven't though, but every time I had this dream, it would show me more, and it would extend. To be even scarier than before. Now- I guess you could say my nightmares didn't really start until after the final version, when I walked out into the city- but during these transitional periods, I had a lot of bad dreams. A lot of things I've been able to identify as I move on with life, it's terrifying no doubt, as more details become more clear. I'll post the other versions later.

 Well, we went to the Jack Daniel's distilery with a few friends of mine, and the guys acted like completel IDIOTS there, I hadn't laughed so hard in my entire life! Still thinking about it, I think I could just die laughing.

 Daily Show, Correspondent/Jon's assistant Jamie! lolz I could so see that.

I learned about this random word generator from fakenews_fanfic, and I thought I'd just share it with you all... I love it- and use it to write my shorties here... (If you'd add me, you'd know that already...) I'm not doing it for friends, I just like to know who's reading ;P