Date of dream: Tuesday, July 01, 2008
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A few scenes happen before this point, which I don't really remember, but they involve Marty, Ryan and his (dream) girlfriend (named Lindsey), and a few other friends.
I'm on the top floor of a mansion-type house. The living room is huge, and the people that are staying at the house are sitting on couches and chairs that line the perimeter of the room. I know, or am least familiar with, most of the people that are staying there.
There's a movie playing on the huge TV screen, and I'm sitting on the couch by myself, wondering where Marty and Ryan are.
I look out the window opposite of the couch I'm sitting on and see Ryan and Lindsey pulling into the driveway in Lindsey's tricked out silver truck. Ryan walks into the room alone and sits on a couch along the back wall, I look at him only once.
Somehow, the topic of a major event has been brought up (I can't think of the name of it, but think the Holocaust on a much smaller scale, and not at all quite as tragic). Dan Gilbert's dad says that he was born beside a trash can inside of a bathroom during those days. Everyone gasps and the quiet chatter starts, as if being born beside a trash can was the most horrible thing a person could live through.
Then my dad chimes in.
"Yeah, well I sent out an ad in the newspaper warning people about that before I was even born. I told them to get ready for my birth."
Gran gets all upset and starts yelling (nothing too unusual), "Oh David! Quit being so ridiculous, it was a hoax! I just cannot believe you would tell people that, it's so blasphemous!"
Additional Comments:
This really makes me want to see Marty and Ryan. And my dad sooo cracks me up, even in my dreams.
Haha.
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Date of dream: Sunday, June 29, 2008
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I'm in a huge basement, the floor's covered in water. I see Skyler standing in front of a huge green fern-type moss that's floating in the water. The fern is about seven or eight feet high. He turns and grabs a few fern leaves and eats them.
"See, that's the good thing about serving a mission in South America."
He picks up the whole plant in both of his arms and shows me the bottom of it, it's dripping water. He puts it back down.
"You get to bring really nice exotic plants back home that people here have never even seen before."
Suddenly a few yards to my left, I see two hippos fighting/playing with each other. I think it's kind of cute, but start to back away behind a large metal shelf in the middle of the basement to be safe.
My mom is on the other side of the shelf and has a baby in a stroller. I tell her about the hippos I've just seen and peek around the shelf to find one of the hippos slowly approaching us. As I see it coming, I grow really nervous. I turn to my mom and tell her to take the stroller and back up so they won't be in the hippo's way. She acts like she doesn't understand me, she's completely oblivious.
"What? Why do we need to move? We can stay right here, can't we?"
A few seconds later, the hippo turns the corner and comes charging at me, his mouth open. While I keep trying to push my mom back so she and the baby don't get bitten, I put my arm out to try and stop him, but my arm just ends up going into his mouth. He's sucking on/trying to chew my arm.
The inside of his mouth feels rubbery, not a painful feeling. I don't feel any teeth on my arm, all I feel is this weird, numb rubbery mouth gnawing on me. I'm not scared anymore, just hoping that he doesn't bite me with his teeth.
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Date of dream: Friday, June 27, 2008
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I'm standing inside an unfamiliar house. I look down at my hand to find a bullet in my thumb.
(If I were to nicely cut off the skin of the tip of my thumb stick a tiny bullet on my remaining thumb and then place the skin back over it, that's what it'd look like. Disgusting, I know.) The bullet didn't hit any bones though, and there's no blood, so it doesn't look as gross as it should if someone were to really shoot me. The bullet is thin and very small, I think to myself that a sniper probably got me (?).
I look out the window and find a hill behind the house. A huge blow-up type slide (think an inflated slip-n-slide without water) runs up the hill and off to the right side. I see a guy (Nate/Ty from VaBeach) who's having so much fun riding his car on the slide. I desperately want to go slide down it, I think it'd be awesome.
Walking outside, I see Nate standing beside his car at the top of the hill. I yell up to him, "Hey, can you come home teach me one more time?"
His partner is Mark, and I love seeing both of them, so I think it's a great idea for them to come visit me again. But secretly, I'm hoping that they'll come over so that I can ride down the slide with them in Nate's car.
Nate shakes his head, "No, we can't, we are leaving the area!"
I get really sad because I feel like they don't enjoy my company.
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Nate tells me he plays a game in his Feddy truck, if he can hit a cone without knocking it over he gets fifty points.
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