I dont remember what happened before this but from what i remember:
i was with my cousin, and i think another friend whom i did not recognize. and i think we were possibly in an airport (altho it didnt look like one) because there was this booth like room that had foreign people who had babies and they were checking the babies i guess.. (dont ask) so while they werent looking. my cousin and i grabbed a few of the babies and got them right back to their mothers... maybe they werent checking them... anywho, we got "caught" kinda and so we were going to try to get away. so we ran up the side of this long hill. and i remember i was wearing a bright orange shirt (the one i was wearing this morning when i woke up) and this part of the dream happened in another dream also. there were bent trees that we jumped through (my cuz, me and friend) and then there was this rock like thing which we laid down on so we wouldnt be seen. I remember i was on my back, trying to make my shirt not show and what i could see from my veiw point was an intersection and people were getting out of the first car and pointing up at me so i knew we were busted. so we ran from there down the hill, i dont know how we got down because suddenly we were kinda in this parkinglot thing and t his police man was chasing us and he shot my cousin in the head. My friend (or maybe my cousins cousin) i guess was caught also because i was now running alone. Then i saw her. it was really strange looking.. the bottom half of her body (torso - down) was sitting in this like ticket booth thing and the rest of her was all bloody and almost just skin. it was creepy. and as I ran, i saw my cousin (who got shot in the head) and her head was all slung over sideways and the spot where the bullet went thru was all bloodily splattered. so the cop was chasing me now and at this point i am terrified. so i shout "dont shoot!" because i'm scared i'll die like one of my friends did. he hand cuffs me and then securly handcuffs me to the booth that my friend died in. so i'm like as far away from the booth as possible and i drag the booth by where the police man is because i'm so repelled by the sight, and i remember i was starting to cry also....
and thats as much of the dream as i can remember, after this i woke up from the phone ringing.
 TheUnForgivenChild · Mon Aug 11, 2008 @ 08:31pm · 0 Comments |
