Last night, I had the oddest dream. I realize I probably say that about my dreams every time I write about them, but they do seem stranger with each one. Now before you read this, keep in mind that it makes almost NO sense, and it’s pretty creepy. Obviously, it seemed a lot scarier to me while having it, compared to after, and writing it down now will probably make it seem pretty disjointed.
It begins with me taking a walk down a neighborhood road. I was on my way to visit a friend at his house. It was a friend from school (because, apparently I was in high school or something in this dream), and I have no idea who this person is in real life. It’s not someone who exists that I know of, and I cannot even remember his name in the dream. Everything seemed normal at this point.
When I walk in to the small home, I notice that the place is a mess. There is a baby in a high chair, eating something mushy that I can’t recognize, clothes all over the living room and kitchen, plus it’s extremely dark and dusty. There is a woman sitting on the arm of the couch, in front of the baby, and she just looks at me, but says nothing. I am assuming this was my “friend”’s mother. Suddenly, HE is gone—the friend vanished while I wasn’t paying attention! I am left with only this woman in front of the baby, and some other family members sitting on the couch amongst the garbage, staring straight ahead and not acknowledging me whatsoever. I can already tell by her distant eyes that the mother was a TOTAL nut job, and I am talking PSYCHOTIC.
I turn to leave, but the door won’t open. Somehow, I have become locked in this house. I glance around the small room, and that is when the real eeriness begins. I begin to HEAR a crunching sound, when before everything had been COMPLETELY SILENT. (I always find it odd that I can hear, smell, taste, and see colors in my dreams. I’m not sure if that happens with everyone, but these are the dreams that feel so real!!)
I follow the sound, and it leads my eyes to the woman. She is chewing on something hard, and it takes me a moment to realize that she has broken her own jaw with her bare hands, and is somehow chewing and eating it. YES…eating herself—her own mouth!!! I am FREAKED out now, and begin searching the house for a phone. I have no cell phone!! SOMEONE needs to call the police! The rest of the house is small and just as dark and dirty as the living room I first walked into. I find a phone, but it has no signal. I feel an urgency to save the baby…it is the only part of the family that MIGHT be normal.
When I sneak back through the living room timidly, even though I have been seemingly invisible this entire time, I see that the woman has a jaw intact again, BUT she has somehow stabbed her head with pencils, and isn’t even bleeding!! She looks like “The Hellraiser”, but with No 2 pencils!! (Now THIS visual, talking about it afterwards, could actually be deemed somewhat comical…but only AFTER the fact! During dream mode, my heart was pounding.)
Scared senseless, I find my way out of the back door and onto the porch, where the neighborhood that USED to be there has transformed into a giant ravine with a bunch of bluffs. There are no stairs off the porch, and the distance when I look straight down seems to be endless! Not only THAT, but there’s a war raging…a battle that wasn’t happening when I walked into the house, but looked like it’d been going on for days!
Not just any battle…it was a fight between FOODS! And these foods were not of normal size…they were as big as me!! Giant potato peels were battling a bunch of almonds and soybeans!! They were shelling them, and coiling around them like snakes, dragging them off to who-knows-where! Screams surrounded me, and I began to get dizzy….and then I FALL!!!!!!!
At that point, I awoke….and felt BEYOND confused.
I’m not crazy—I swear………..but my dreams ARE.