Dreams

[Hana]

For the sake of privacy names have been changed.

Also, there is some foul language in this blog, so I apologize in advance.

And I want to apologize for giving you the short version of my dream, it was just too much for me to write down. (-___-) Sorry. But I do hope you 

ENJOY!!

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I was eating dinner with my sister and my brother-in-law and decided to share a dream I had. "I had this CRAZY dream last night!!" My sister adds that she too had a crazy dream. I told them mine:

I woke up in our car. I looked around to see my father driving, mother in the passenger seat, brother to my left, a sister to the right, and the other in the back. "What? Where are we?" I asked not knowing why I was in a car. I shivered. I looked down at my legs to find that I was wearing a green towel. I touched my hair, it was wet. "Seriously, what's going on? Why am I in a towel?" Silence. "ANYONE? AT ALL?" "Jane just had her baby. We're driving home now." replied my mother. I look over at my sister who is hold a baby girl. "WHAT!!?? You had you're baby? And I missed it?!! Where was I!!? How come nobody got me??!!" "What are you talking about?" says Jane. "You were right there."

"No I wasn't!"

"Yes you were. You were in the room with me. You were crying."

"I was crying? No. No, I wasn't there. I don't remember anything."

"You were sobbing in the corner."

"No. I wasn't!!"

"Shut up Adriana! I can't believe you don't remember my labor."

We got back to our house (which I'd never seen before) and Jane's in-laws and her husband were there waiting. Remembering I was only wearing a towel, I quickly ran to my room to change. I was looking through my drawers and all these weird people kept trying to come into my room. I locked my door so I wouldn't be interrupted anymore and then they started pounding their fists on my door. I threw on some clothes and opened my door. All these weird people started yelling and cursing at me, saying: "Where are all the pictures?!" I had no clue what they were talking about so I just bolted, pushing my way through them and wound up in the kitchen. I noticed that the kitchen had been torn apart. All the cabinets were open and empty and the refrigerator had been knocked over. As I was standing there my sister's brother-in-law (John) walks in and asks me what I did to the kitchen.

"I didn't do anything. What's going on? Why are all these people here?"

"Jane just had her baby. This is her party."

"Does she even know these people?"

"I'm telling everybody what you did in to the kitchen."

"I didn't do anything. It was like this, I swear."

"It's all your fault. You ruin everything."

"You don't even know me!"

"Everyone's gonna know what you did in here."

And he left. I went looking for people that I knew but I every room I looked into I found no one. Only about a hundred people walking around looking at our walls like our house was a museum. I found my way to our backyard where there were tons of people Barbecuing, singing, dancing, drinking, smoking; it was like some weird frat party or something. The refrigerator had been moved from the kitchen to the backyard where a bunch of kids were jumping on top of it like it was a trampoline. "There she is!" said a voice coming from my right. I turn to see John pointing at me. Behind him were all the members of my family and Jane's in-laws. I walk over to them, John gets in my face.

"Here she is! Look at what she's done!"

"I told you already. I didn't do anything!"

"She broke the kitchen! She's the one who's selling your house!"

"Selling the house? What the hell are you talking about?"

"She invited all these people here!"

"No I didn't! I don't who these people are. You said they were here for the party."

"And all she does is lie about everything! Like how she doesn't remember Jane giving birth."

"But I don't I wasn't there, I swear!!"

"You recorded it. Where's your camera?"

"I don't know. I woke up in our car wearing a towel. I didn;t have a camera."

"How convenient, now she's lost her camera."

"No I---"

"She's playing you! Don't listen to her." He leaned towards and put his hand on my shoulder. I smacked it away and screamed at him "Don't you ever put your hands on me you grimey drunkard!!" A scowl sprung across his face. "You little bitch!" He pulled his arm back and swung at my face; I closed my eyes. A few seconds passed and after no impact I opened my only to reveal two hands in front of my face. One of them was John's a few inches from my eye, the other was clutched around John's wrist preventing his hand from hitting me. I look to see who had saved me to find none other than Snoop Dogg. Snoop then throws John's arm down and pushes him back away from me. 

"You're pathetic. Tryin'a hit a lil' girl. I've seen bitch-ass gangsters befo' but yous lower den 'em. Lil' punk ass bitch."

"You got something to say?"

"Tha' f**k you pickin' at Adriana fo'? She tha' only one dat does s**t 'round here. Yous a punk. She didn't do any'a dis."

"She ruined everything. She's lying." Then they both pulled guns out of their pants and shot each other.

"Adriana! What did you do!?" Yelled Jane.

"Oh my God!! I didn't do this..."

"You killed John!!"

"I killed John? Oh God, what did I-- But it wasn't-- I mean I didn't mean to--" Snoop Dogg groaned. I leaned down to him; he was trying to tell me something. "Don't worry 'bout me, I've lived through worse. But you need to leave now. Micheal, Sam, Fi, an' Jesse are waiting for you down tha' street. Go, dey need your help. "Snoop...." I said crying as if I just lost my best friend. "Go." 

I stood up and ran as fast as I could. I ran down the street looking for some kind signal from Fiona. Then my dream turned into an episode of Burn Notice and I was chasing a bad guy with loads of C4... and something about an ice cream truck.....

 

My sister and brother-in-law laugh and say that they're gonna tell John that I had Snoop Dogg kill him in my dreams. Then my sister tells her crazy dream, which went a little something like this:

Her old landlords buy a vacation home in our neighborhood and ask her to live in it while they aren't on vacation. So she gets this really big house that has her dream kitchen and tons of rooms and all this good stuff. And she invites all her friends over for a party.

 

That was her crazy dream.... How is that crazy at all? She tells me all the time how weird I am for having all these crazy, complex dreams. And I used to be very offended by her comments. I think my dreams are cool. Her's boring. And my brother-in-law doesn't ever even remember his dreams. In my eyes, I'm lucky. I'd rather be a "freak" (as she calls me) than a plain-Jane like her.   >=P

[Hana]

Yea, I know. As much as I try not to think about my dreams, sometimes I get a crazy feeling of deja vu and when I stop to think about it, I realize that I dreamt it a few days ago.

[Hana]

@ Truthful Alibi: I used to look for meaning in my dreams but decided against it a while ago because I actually started having some dreams come true.... I once dreamt that my friend's house burned down because of a kitchen fire, a month or so later HIS HOUSE CAUGHT FIRE! STARTING FROM THE KITCHEN!! Or one time I dreamt my friend's mother died and my family got into a car accident, AND THEN WE GOT INTO AN ACCIDENT AND MY FRIEND'S MOTHER DIED... So now when I have these weird dreams, I chalk it up to my over active imagination and hope that I don't actually kill someone or something. But yea, my sister is SOOOOO boring. And she has no imagination at all. The only things she ever thinks about is if she should change the curtains in the living room to better match her couch. 

 

@ TJ: Not really. I don't DD about that kinda stuff. Parties.... kinda yea. I'll DD that I'm at a rock concert and go to the after party. And my sister really is pregnant and is due in like 2 weeks. But I don't know why I dreamt of killing my sister's brother-in-law. In fact that wasn't first dream where I caused his death.... I haven't even seen him in ages. I guess it's just because I really don't like him, so when my dream needs a bad guy, he's sure to make an appearance. But I try not to think too much into it, ya know... 

[Truthful Alibi]

Wow that's a very vivid, complicated dream, it sounds like one of mine. XD

Mine are crazy too. Her's do sound boring, if they're all like the one she said she had.

I have NO idea what that dream could mean. I'm not very good at interpreting dreams =P Sorry.

Anyway, you're right, it's better to be different (or a 'freak' as she calls you) than it is to be a 'plain Jane' as you put it.

I don't get how her dream is crazy at all. No offence, but if she calls that a crazy dream, then she must be a pretty boring person. Sorry if I offended you, but she does.

I have crazy dreams as well. The only dreams I ever have are crazy ones. I suppose it's probably because us MDers have so much imagination. I don't know if everyone on here has crazy dreams, but I would imagine most MDers have very vivid dreams, since we spend a lot of our time DDing.