10-01-2005, 05:37 PM
I've been kind of depressed this past week, and have been having some strange, disturbing dreams. I had this dream last night.
I remember being in some kind of gathering in a large auditorium. It seemed like we were watching some kind of Nazi propaganda films because I remember seeing people giving that one hand salute. Then this old, old man came in with his aides. He was foreign, but I canââ¬â¢t be positive he was German. He was going around looking at all the girls to pick a bride ââ¬â someone to have his child. His aides were leading him to this one girl, but suddenly he saw me and stopped. He stared at me then smiled and said he wanted me. His aides did not seem happy at all, but he wouldnââ¬â¢t change his mind. At first I felt obligated and said I would marry him, but later I changed my mind. He was just too old and creepy. The aides would not let me change my mind and they gave me this old-fashioned wedding veil (it seemed like it was from the early 1900ââ¬â¢s). I asked some friends to help me and I sat among them hoping to blend in with the crowd, but the old man and his aides went looking around for the person who was holding the veil. Some of the people in the crowd were against me and they pointed me out. I started running and squishing up the veil, looking for a place to throw it away. I started putting it in a garbage can, but this one guy saw me and called the aides over. The old man came over and asked why I wouldnââ¬â¢t have his child. I said I didnââ¬â¢t want to and started running again. Everywhere I went, that same guy I saw before would point me out. Just as I was running out of places to go, the old man suddenly saw another girl and said he wanted to marry her. I was so happy and I turned to the tattletale guy and said he lost. The guy said he never loses and said watch this. As me and my three friends watched, the guy cut his throat in a doorway. We screamed as his blood sprayed all over us. I remember feeling it on my face and hair, and I had to wipe it away from my mouth. The crushed veil I was still holding was covered in blood, and I threw it away. I looked at my friends and they were covered in blood too.
I remember being in some kind of gathering in a large auditorium. It seemed like we were watching some kind of Nazi propaganda films because I remember seeing people giving that one hand salute. Then this old, old man came in with his aides. He was foreign, but I canââ¬â¢t be positive he was German. He was going around looking at all the girls to pick a bride ââ¬â someone to have his child. His aides were leading him to this one girl, but suddenly he saw me and stopped. He stared at me then smiled and said he wanted me. His aides did not seem happy at all, but he wouldnââ¬â¢t change his mind. At first I felt obligated and said I would marry him, but later I changed my mind. He was just too old and creepy. The aides would not let me change my mind and they gave me this old-fashioned wedding veil (it seemed like it was from the early 1900ââ¬â¢s). I asked some friends to help me and I sat among them hoping to blend in with the crowd, but the old man and his aides went looking around for the person who was holding the veil. Some of the people in the crowd were against me and they pointed me out. I started running and squishing up the veil, looking for a place to throw it away. I started putting it in a garbage can, but this one guy saw me and called the aides over. The old man came over and asked why I wouldnââ¬â¢t have his child. I said I didnââ¬â¢t want to and started running again. Everywhere I went, that same guy I saw before would point me out. Just as I was running out of places to go, the old man suddenly saw another girl and said he wanted to marry her. I was so happy and I turned to the tattletale guy and said he lost. The guy said he never loses and said watch this. As me and my three friends watched, the guy cut his throat in a doorway. We screamed as his blood sprayed all over us. I remember feeling it on my face and hair, and I had to wipe it away from my mouth. The crushed veil I was still holding was covered in blood, and I threw it away. I looked at my friends and they were covered in blood too.
