So I had an extemely disturbing dream last night. I dreamt i was just at my house, in the garden and there were a couple of people there. Then I saw the ghost of my grandad walkiing across the grass towards me. He looked like a living person but I knew that no one else could see him. Only me. At first I was afriad he'd fade away, and i tried to move closer. He said no stay away, i asked why and he said if i came any close he'd get lag . . . And he came and broke my headphones and was taunting me. I asked him to go away because he was scaring me but he wouldnt leave. In my dream I was crying because it was so scary and wrong that I was seeing him there.
And mum as usual was being completely useless saying it was alright and he only wanted to get to this gate at the back of the garden. Which even in my dream I knew was bull.
And the night before I had another strange dream. I dreamt I was locked up in a mental institution. Its not the first time ive dreamt that either. I was banged up in this tiny grey little cell, and it WAS making me a little crazy. I was laughing like a lunatic. And my brother was in the cell next to me because they thought he was mad too.
I was sitting on the floor thinking about all the things i wanted to do in life that i couldnt do anymore. I knew id never get out.
So me and my brother escaped together by nicking some key card and a pocket knife. We were running down the street to the docks to get a boat to germany. Mum asked us why we were leaving, and we said we had to leave the country or they'd put us straight back in the loony bin. And I didnt trust her to keep our secret safe, so we just left . . . . |
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