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Mar. 18th, 2010 11:13 amLast night, I had a couple of bad dreams. In one of them, I was sexually harassed at a party by someone who was apparently a friend of some people I know. I was getting into the shower for some reason, and this guy came in, got naked, got in the shower with me, and tried to grope me. I flipped out at him, and he stopped. Everyone at the party, my friends included, thought I was overreacting. That pissed me off.
The other one was more of a standard-issue blood-and-guts, living-corpses type of nightmare, with one interesting twist: it was a story that was being told by this old woman, which came to life as she was telling it. What makes it weirder is that I had invited her to tell a scary story. And it's like she wasn't telling it with words, but just creating images, which were real. One image I remember her creating was of a good-looking man whose arms and legs had been hacked off, and whose corpse was laying on the floor. At first I felt really sad, like he'd been the hero of a story who'd been killed. Then the corpse opened its eyes, looked over at me, gave me this awful smile, and rolled over towards me. That's when I woke up.
CREEPTASTIC DREAMS, y'all. Why do I get them?
The other one was more of a standard-issue blood-and-guts, living-corpses type of nightmare, with one interesting twist: it was a story that was being told by this old woman, which came to life as she was telling it. What makes it weirder is that I had invited her to tell a scary story. And it's like she wasn't telling it with words, but just creating images, which were real. One image I remember her creating was of a good-looking man whose arms and legs had been hacked off, and whose corpse was laying on the floor. At first I felt really sad, like he'd been the hero of a story who'd been killed. Then the corpse opened its eyes, looked over at me, gave me this awful smile, and rolled over towards me. That's when I woke up.
CREEPTASTIC DREAMS, y'all. Why do I get them?
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Date: 2010-03-18 03:17 pm (UTC)(Sometimes I wonder if our dreaming brains aren't just giant recycling processors, sifting through bits and pieces of whatever movies, stories, etc., we've been exposed to and seems to think they should be sorted together.)
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Date: 2010-03-18 05:46 pm (UTC)I also get really NEATO dreams, too. They're at their most vivid when I'm premenstrual (and I'm kind of there now).