okay, so last night, I had the most freaky dream my freaky darlings....you would not believe how much death and the dead are frequenting my dreams as of late...its near mental....so here we go....
In my dream I running around this huge city in a mini van with my mother and my husband...we had just left my brother's house in the burbs and we were going to find friends of ours who were trapped at home...they had beautiful little girls...all in a row...about 5 of them....prettiest little darlings ever seen....and my husband and I were letting my mom drive us to the house and get us all out of there in case the last of the attackers were still there....so we go in and my mom waits for us in the van....I go up stairs to check the little girl's room...its a huge attic that is ajoined with their bedroom and provides a play place for them...its made to look like a castle inside the room and there is blood everywhere in the house...splatters and marks and stains...I'm worried and scared for the girls...there are light blood marks on the wall by the door in little hand prints and hand streaks...I search the entire room and attic for the girls when my husband calls for me to get down....we had to leave because something happened at my brother's....we are needed to help....they were having a tactical meeting for the last clean up of a few zombies left in the area....they were attacked we think as we speed down the roads to the house in the burbs...I'm anxious to get back and fear the worst for my friends and their little girls as well as hope for my brother and his family....we get through all the elaborate hidden gates into the area we created and make it back to the house....upon arrival, we go into see dead zombies cut up or otherwise defeated laying about the house and a few are people in the neighborhood we used to know..a few are still alive or kicking I should say....and we kill them easily...my mother is crying looking for Jody and James and the kids....we are all killing or further destroying the zombies left so we have no surprises and I tell my husband to check our boys...make sure our boys are in the hiding spot...which they are with the other kids....now we look around for Jody and James...which is where I wake up....I was yelling for my husband and mother to help me look when I get up exactly....
it was the freakiest dream I have had so far in my life....it was so real....then I thought...hmmmm.....possible storyline????? MAYBE.....
My husband was quite strange here...not weird but out of place as it was my best friend Broc....not my Matt....which is strange....very strange...and NO I AM NOT MARRIED YET!!!! so there....lol.....maybe that means something....awwwelll......we shall see....
mwah...xoxoxooxoxoxoxoxo
ta ta my freaky darlings
tasunke
In my dream I running around this huge city in a mini van with my mother and my husband...we had just left my brother's house in the burbs and we were going to find friends of ours who were trapped at home...they had beautiful little girls...all in a row...about 5 of them....prettiest little darlings ever seen....and my husband and I were letting my mom drive us to the house and get us all out of there in case the last of the attackers were still there....so we go in and my mom waits for us in the van....I go up stairs to check the little girl's room...its a huge attic that is ajoined with their bedroom and provides a play place for them...its made to look like a castle inside the room and there is blood everywhere in the house...splatters and marks and stains...I'm worried and scared for the girls...there are light blood marks on the wall by the door in little hand prints and hand streaks...I search the entire room and attic for the girls when my husband calls for me to get down....we had to leave because something happened at my brother's....we are needed to help....they were having a tactical meeting for the last clean up of a few zombies left in the area....they were attacked we think as we speed down the roads to the house in the burbs...I'm anxious to get back and fear the worst for my friends and their little girls as well as hope for my brother and his family....we get through all the elaborate hidden gates into the area we created and make it back to the house....upon arrival, we go into see dead zombies cut up or otherwise defeated laying about the house and a few are people in the neighborhood we used to know..a few are still alive or kicking I should say....and we kill them easily...my mother is crying looking for Jody and James and the kids....we are all killing or further destroying the zombies left so we have no surprises and I tell my husband to check our boys...make sure our boys are in the hiding spot...which they are with the other kids....now we look around for Jody and James...which is where I wake up....I was yelling for my husband and mother to help me look when I get up exactly....
it was the freakiest dream I have had so far in my life....it was so real....then I thought...hmmmm.....possible storyline????? MAYBE.....
My husband was quite strange here...not weird but out of place as it was my best friend Broc....not my Matt....which is strange....very strange...and NO I AM NOT MARRIED YET!!!! so there....lol.....maybe that means something....awwwelll......we shall see....
mwah...xoxoxooxoxoxoxoxo
ta ta my freaky darlings
tasunke
