Memory or Dream

oh my god

Okay, so i went to bed last night and woke up this morning perfectly fine. and then I went back to sleep around 10:30.

Boy was that a mistake.

I started to have this dream. It was New Year's Day and I was at school for an assembly. And then the assembly was over and I went down to the band room, and ran into Mr. K in every section of the band hallway. Tricia and a few others were down there. Then I walked home and skipped fourth period, and so Jay called me and I told him to grab something for me or something, and walked home. Jay ran into me and handed me stuff and mentioned something about my dad, but i can't remember. All of the sudden I was at my dad's house (his old one that i used to go visit him at). So whatever Jay got me was gone (i didn't have it on me anymore), and I walked upstairs to my old room. I saw old things, like a deck of cards or something, and put it in my hoodie. Then I laid down on the bed.

It seemed like no one was in the house, but as I lay there, Barb starts making noise in the bathroom and flushes. When she comes out she can see me (not something you could do coming out of the bathroom and looking into my room but whatever). She drags me downstairs and my dad is there. We all sit on the couch. I really wanted to do New Years with Jay, but they wouldn't let me. Daddy is making dinner too so he keeps getting up and down. I kept trying to leave, kept trying to wake up, 'cause I knew it was a dream, but I couldn't do anything. I couldn't talk. I couldn't open my eyes. Every time I tried, it hurt in my dream.

While my dad was sitting down, a few ants crawled by. Then a red glowing ant formed right in front of my eyes. I coudln't speak to scream, so I pointed. But they didn't notice. Daddy stepped on the small ant on his way back to the kitchen, but that was about it. Then a scorpion came from under the couch, and started attacking. I jumped and now stood on the couch. Somehow daddy was sitting onthe couch saw it and stepped on it. Then there were a lot coming from under the couch, and they kept getting bigger and bigger. My dad was in the kitchen again. Barb was just sitting there, doing absolutely nothing and I was jumping around trying super super hard to say something. But I couldn't. Just as this huge morphed scorpion type thing tried to sting me I woke up. It hurt so bad to wake up, since I was forcing myself to the whole time.

It was awful.

posted by Lexi Elizabeth @ 11:18 AM 4 comments

The sweatshirt girl

So this one time in 8th grade, I was going up the ramp to a class when all of the sudden, I see a girl that's wearing the same hoodie as me. So, being an 8th grader, I shout out, "You have the same sweatshirt as me!!!" She was sort of just like "haha, yeah I do." And that was that. The rest of the day, I went on telling people about how cool it was that I found someone with the same sweatshirt as me.

Well, I never thought I'd meet this girl again, but I did.

One time in my sophomore year of living, this boy named Jay Benze and I went to go ice skating. He ran into his friend Moria. She and I became very good ice skating friends that day. Later she remembered that she was the girl wearing that sweatshirt.

hehe.

posted by Lexi Elizabeth @ 6:40 AM 6 comments