Run or Die

OK, so this is really weird (isn’t every dream I have weird?) and I don’t know why I have dreams full of me getting adrenaline rushes and running to save myself from like everything that can hurt me and take my life just like that. But whatever. I don’t really think dreams mean much symbolism cuz yeah, its just your imagination and in the past I’ve had funky dreams and nothings happened. I did have my dreams interpreted using physcology (instead of using the stars and stuff) and it was really cool.

Anyway, so in the dream I’m walkin in my class and it starts out as a normal day. You know, nothing weird. Then all of a sudden the room gets dark and everyone grows knives out of the wrists (yeah, i know) and their eyes go red and their all bloody handed. So I back away and then I get chased. So I pick up my speed. A dog w/ one eye says, “Hello.” “Hi…” I say, feeling weird talking to a dog w/ one eye. “Go back in that room.” the dog says. “Why? They’re gonna kill me!!” I say. He growls and bites my foot. I began to wrestle with him and then I went back in the room, the door closing behind me. I was tied up and a knife was about to go to my throat. I kicked the person with the knife (someone who i know in real life who is one of the last people i’d expect to go and kill someone) in the face and broke free…somehow.

I took off as fast as I could but rats fell from the ceiling. I screamed but screamed louder when this big fat one (who went up to my waist and I’m like 4′11 1/2, so this rat was huge to me) came to me and sat on me. “Get off!!” I demanded. The rat farted and then got up. “Disgusting!!” I shouted at him and slapped him across the face (LOL) before running away. The dream switches to where I’m hanging off the top of a building (sorta like how the Wants, Needs and Fears post) and the person with the knife is there. I let go and fall deep to save myself. I land in a dump truck. “Oof!” I say and peel off the trash off me and hop outta the truck. I’m being chased by everyone in the class, the one eyed dog and the rats. I run as fast as I can even though I’m tired of running and am gettin weaker and weaker.

The dream ends where I’m at a dead end and I stop running, turning around slowly. Only to find everyone looking at me, ready to attack. I look around. What’s my weapon to protect myself? I think

My eyes flew open at 5:11 AM and I laid in bed and couldn’t fall back asleep. I’m not sleepy though…which is weird cuz usually I always am. I’m just hungry for a snack or dinner. hehe.