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Saturday, December 5, 2009

♪: cruel black dove - love song

Dear Diary,

I had another nightmare last night. Why my mind decides to add anxiety and fright even in my sleep is beyond me. I think it's rather cruel.
My dream started out bad, so at least I didn't see it go badly and couldn't do a damn thing about it.
I was in this house, I had just woken up from a long sleep. There was this guy, a kid and some other girl. I woke up and looked at everyone and asked, "What's going on?"
The guy answered, "The alien, if we stop moving, he kills us." He flashed his eyes to the window.
I got up, and looked at the desolate city and wondered how many he had killed or was everyone hiding. "If we stop moving?"
The girl answered me, "If we go out there and we don't continuously move, he'll kill us."
"How did I sleep?"
The explained he couldn't see through windows or houses. If we were inside, we were safe.
The next thing I remember is having to escape the house because the guy ran to find that kid. And, I keep hiding behind cars, trying to keep one body part of mine to keep moving because I couldn't stand that the next breath I could take would be my last. I duck behind cars, run into houses to rest.
Suddenly, I find the guy and he pushes me into a car and we drive off just in time to see a man come out into the middle of the street with people running and start shooting a machine gun while spinning in a circle.
I scream, "FASTER."
Next thing I remember is the car and the guy are gone. I'm behind a car and see three people talking around a table. I duck behind a small thing, whatever, and listen to how they're going to kill everyone.
I'm thinking the pressure is getting to them, must be so.
They see me and some stranger spying on them. They're running after me and I keep skidding to a halt, going through houses, wondering why there are so many people out when I wake up, not wanting to feel like that anymore, haha.

Yesterday night, after working 11 hours, AGAIN, I went to Sean's.
'Game Night.'
They were playing Apples to Apples when I got there.
I'm actually playing the game correctly, putting down something funny and giving points why my card would be the best.
I lost, because everyone actually went with the definition.
What losers.
Not playing that game again with those people, haha.
Btw, I was the only one doing what I did.
Sad, really.
Then I went home, went to sleep and had that nightmare :(

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