I used to wish to be different. I wished to be able to dream what others couldn't. I finally got just that, and it never goes away. Just goes to show, be careful what you wish for.
Tuesday, February 1, 2011
Dream 43: The Ritual
I lived on my own. I was out late and fiddling with my keys to my door. I lived in the city. A man came behind me, and I dropped my keys. He smiled as I stared at him. He picked up my keys and helped me with my door. He just looked in my eyes, and I felt entranced. I invited him in, and he took me to bed. I woke up in the morning alone. That night he showed up again. I asked him who he was. He told me he was Dracula. He showed me his teeth. My heart raced. He told me it was okay, that he was here to protect me. I ran to a house down the block. I fell and noticed that the house looked like my exact house. I went inside anyway. This old lady knew I was coming and let me in. I locked all doors and windows. Dracula beat on the windows with his hands. He formed wings and flew to the top floor beating on the windows. I hid. A group of young kids (teenagers) came in the house. They were terrorizing the old lady and then ripped her heart out. My friend was with them along with 4 other hearts in a jar. They surrounded me. They said my blood was the key to unlocking their freedom. I got scared and unlocked the window. I invited Dracula in. He came in and started fighting off the kids. Some of them started chanting in an ancient language. My body shook and burned. My eyes rolled back into my head. I thought I was having a seizure. Dracula cried out for me. I heard someone say he was the first, but they killed the last of the "first forsaken" ones. They tried going after me. Dracula told them not to touch me, or he'd kill them. I was still shaking as they ripped the fifth and final heart from my friend's chest. He picked me up and flew out the window with me before they could stop him. He saved me. He chanted something, and I stopped shaking. He cared about me. I could see it in his eyes. He took me somewhere. He layed me down on a bed. I held his hand, and I pulled him towards me. I kissed him, and then I whispered in his ear, "Take me. I want you to take me. Make me like you." I felt a burning desire go through all of my body. I ran my thumb across his fang while my hand was on his cheek. So sharp and long. I feared the pain. It was like he knew. He calmed me and told me it was okay. He would make it painless. He kissed me passionately and the kissed my neck all the way down to the nape of my neck. Very soft yet loving and desirable kisses. My heart pounded faster, but he knew it wasn't because I was afraid. I wanted him. I wanted him to touch me all over. He smiled. I was so entranced by my need for him and by my desires, I was lost in them. His fangs extended, and I could feel them scrape across my skin. I leaned my head to the side as if I was telling him to do it. He leaned down slowly. His fangs pressed against my neck, and then I felt them pierce my skin. I felt the blood leaving me, but he was right. He made it pleasurable. It was like heat and desire burning through me. My blood pounding. I could feel every vein in my body throbbing. I moaned softly in his ear. I drank from him, and everything was enhanced. I was starting to turn when I woke up.
Dream 42: Heaven Sent
I was in a peaceful place. Dad was there too. So was Shortie. He was happy. He smiled at me and hugged me. I could have cried. I've missed him so much. To see him now was like a miracle. He came to tell me that he found Shortie, and that he was okay and happy where he was. This peace was filled with light. A state of peacefulness where nothing could go wrong. He had gotten Shortie a huge plate of pork chops piled high. Shortie jumped up and down really high like he used to when he was excited. He was eating, and Dad told me it was time for me to go, but I didn't want to. I wanted to cry. He just hugged me and told me that it would be okay. He told me to remember the numbers "21" and "55". I still don't know what it means, but I will remember it always just in case I need it in the future. I love you and miss you, Dad.
Dream 41: Arena
I was in an arena with a crowd of other people. We were in a death match. The last one standing was the winner. Everyone fought hard, and at the end I was a winner. It was a tie with someone else. A big robotic bull came and rammed me through the stomach from behind with one horn and the other person with the other horn. It didn't hurt us though because we healed instantly. We were transported back to the main house. It was night, and were put on patrol to protect people inside. Were were in the shadows, but someone spotted us. They threw a beam of light, like a laser, at the other person I was teamed up with. The beam had cut his head off on contact. That was when I realized I could do the same. I could use beams with my hands like they could. I formed just little balls of light at first, which when they hit the ground, exploded in front of them throwing them back a few feet. I realized if I spread my fingers apart it forms the long thin beam that killed my partner. I threw the beam at them. It killed them. There was a tattoo on my wrist glowing red after the beams killed them. It was an arcane circle with runic symbols all around and through it. This magic was a part of me. I was born with it. Now I'm using it to protect everyone.
Dream 40: Feeding
I was laying in bed, fully asleep. That's when I felt it. I felt pain in the side of my neck. I could feel something scrape against the surface and then pierce the skin. His teeth digging in hard. I could hear the wet sound he made, and I knew what he was doing. I heard his voice. He enjoyed this so much. When I finally was fully awake, the pain started to intensify. I started fighting, but he told me fighting would only make it hurt more. I stopped fighting. I saw his face when he stopped, and he grinned. Blood was on his lips. I was weak and unable to move. I looked into his eyes and was lost. In a trance. That was when I jerked awake. It was around 5:30 am. My neck actually had hurt just as bad as it did in my dream when I woke up. It still hurts now, and it's noon. It was one of those dreams where you aren't sure if you were awake or sleeping. I actually had to get up and look in the mirror to see if there were any marks on my neck. There was nothing. But the pain was still there. Was I dreaming?
Dream 39: Tigress
I was in an unfamiliar house. I had a son and my grandmother lived with us. I was sleeping, and she woke me up, scared. I asked what was wrong, and it was because of my son. He was laughing devilishly. He smiled grimly with wide eyes. He said, "They're here!" His face changed. Distorted. His eyes were dark except the round circle of silver glowing in the middle. His teeth, where there was once baby teeth with one tooth missing because he just lost it used to be, were now sharp, jagged and razor sharp. All of them were. He crouched down to attack me. I crouched down and then it took over me. I growled at him and roared. I sounded like a tiger. I realized I had turned into a white tiger. I stalked him and leaped for the attack, to rip out his throat and kill him, for that evil thing inside, I knew would never leave. In mid-pounce, I woke up.
Dream 38: Wave Of Death
There was a huge formal party at a mansion. Kids were playing with toys inside while the grown-ups were outside drinking and having conversation. I was inside preparing food and everything. I heard screams, and the sky grew dark outside. Then I looked out the window, and all I saw were gray, dead, lifeless formally dressed bodies crashing with the waves against the house. Everyone was dead. The kids hid downstairs thinking they'd be safe under the basement steps. I saw those people, and I had a feeling that I could care less that they were dead. I despised them. I was happy they were gone. The water outside was 100 feet or so over the house. It was spinning and swirling around the house. The house was untouched, but everything else outside, including people, cars, and trees were flooded and demolished.
Dream 37: Damon & Stefan
I was in my great-grandmother's house in Reading, Pa. I lived there. Her old bedroom is mine now. tefan was in my room at the desk reading. I came downstairs, and it was dark. I was just going to get a drink. I went to turn on the light when Damon came around the corner and scared me. I screamed and woke up.
(I must watch too much Vampire Diaries for this dream to happen lol.)
(I must watch too much Vampire Diaries for this dream to happen lol.)
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