Sunday, October 13, 2002

I was in the midst of studying for SATs when I dozed off, and in this short break, I came across some scary shit. You see, I suppose I have dreams when I fall alseep..I just don't remember any of them when I wake up. I only remember a couple really random ones. Yet, I remembered this one...

So in my dream I'm sitting on the floor in my room studying and listening to Dispatch [much like what happened right before I fell asleep] So I'm sitting there enjoying myself, or enjoying as much as anyone would while studying...and I hear some car tires skid up my driveway. I look out my window and a very nice silver car has parking infront of the door. A rush of excitement came over me as I saw Tristan pop out of the passangers seat and I haven't seen him in a couple of weeks. Someone else was behind the wheel but I couldn't tell who it was. Nor did it really matter to me. Through the window I call to him and compliment his car...
Then I ran downstairs, flung the door open and threw myself into his arms. He mumbled something and signaled for me to come outside and shut the door behind me, so I did. He just stood there..looking a little out of it and looked at me for a moment. Tons of things were running through my head at this point. Where did he get the car? Why did he randomly come over?...he never comes over.. he never spends time with me... is he drunk? is he high? he's acting like it... what's the deal? my heads just spinning and the only thing clear is him... right... in... front... of... me....pulling... out... the... gun. BAM!!

I'm quivering on the ground, blood all over my face, my hair... running down to my neck... staining the welcome mat infront of my house. I can feel my clothes soaking up the blood. My eye's give in...the last thing I see before I close them, is the sunset and the clouds starting to turn purple as the sun makes it's way to the other side of the world. and the last thing I hear is the slam of the door and the sound of those tires as they fade away...

Wow...I woke up on the verge of tears. Can be interpreted in so many ways. Out of all the dreams, this is added to the collection of the very few that I remember. Why this one!? It's definitely telling me something...maybe to watch my back with him?! I'm really scared right now. What do you guys think.

Bianca
9:10 PM