I Dream Sins and Tragedies
The room was dark and silent despite the fact that there were six of us clustered there. I held tight to my AK-47 and then watched as the video started. What is it? I stared at the screen, my heart pounding, my palms sweating. Then I saw him, crouched in the recesses of what looked like a shallow cave. The camera zoomed in close to his face. I expected to see fear, the same fear that was gripping me, but instead I saw eyes filled with regret.
He looked to be 18 with a ragged red shirt and torn black jeans. He clutched a small book to his chest. I wondered if it was a Bible. A hand extended beneath the camera holding sometihng small and then it was tossed toward the boy. In an instant it spun like a firecracker filling the cramped space with light and then it exploded.
The video ended and I turned to the guys in the room with me.
"This is what happened to the last guy who betrayed us."
My heart sunk. I couldn't back out, but I didn't think we would be able to pull of the bank robbery, I didn't want to die, but I didn't want to go to prison either.
What was I to do?
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eddie, i have had dreams like this, dreams where i murder, like, SIX different people. it's so scary!
and then i wake up and start crying, because i don't want to murder people! it feels that real.
Me too. Sometimes they are so bizarre and real and I wonder why my mind thinks like that? Do I want to rob a bank subconsciously? I don't think so.
Maybe you were the one that was in the cave, seeing it from a different angle. Your betrayal was not wanting to rob a bank.
Or maybe you subconsciously want to be Queen Latifah in Set It Off, minus the lesbian part
Eddo, that is a scary dream, I'm wondering if you were remembering that movie you saw recently, i don't remember the name right now, but with Clive Owen and Denzel (he doesn't need a last name)
"What was I to do?"
PUNT.
lol! PUNT!!!
Classic
It helps if you go to sleep, repeating to yourself that you will know when you are dreaming, and be able to control your dreams. It works amazingly well. I've had nightmares where I've turned around and said "This isn't real! Forget it! I'm changing everything. You monster over there! You're now a sheep. You, the policeman! You're the shepherd. Oh, someone bring me a piece of chocolate cake..."
I dreamed Benji was Kidnapped the other night.
Scarey.
I can't tell you the joy and relief I felt when I woke up and he was still there.
The worst dreams are of something happening to your child(ren). I fight those with all my might. I can't even begin to consider it... *shudder* I hate to even mention it.
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