Dream Diary

I decided to keep a diary of my dreams. They seem to have become more visual, more real, as if they are coming alive. Sometimes it even feels like i'm right there when everything is happening, and lately it's like they feel me too.

Tuesday 03/23/12

As soon as I close my eyes and fall asleep I wake up. I wake up in a different place, every time. When I opened my eyes I was in the forest, it was dark, and wet. All I could hear were the tree's rumbling, and what sounded like a bird screeching. I'm startled and turn around quickly as a response to what sounded like crackling, as if someone was walking behind me. I see nothing, but a low dim light catches my attention, as if I was supposed to see it. I follow the light, and the closer I got the further away it was. The setting has changed, I feel rough rock like under my feet. I look down at my bare feet and notice I am now on a street. I am now under the street light. There's a bench, and a tall pole with a green sign on top that reads "Golem St." The light starts to flicker, then it goes black.

I can't move, my body feels heavy as fear takes over me when the light turns back on. I take my hands, and rub my eyes to make sure i'm seeing this. A large animal like creature dragging a small petite woman by her hair. I've never seen anything like this, maybe in movies, but never like this. I'm scared to move, to flinch, or to even breathe as I'm scared he will see me. A smell takes over, and it smells like roadkill. You could here the muffling coming from his mouth, white foam around his mouth, big red eyes. He looked like a deformed werewolf with no fur, except on his head. He was standing on two feet, i thought it was a person at first. But, this creature is something I really can't explain. She seemed to be dead, or so I thought. I'm watching, I want to run to her, and help her, but I couldn't. My eyes widened in fear, when her eyes and mouth suddenly open, and she looks me straight in the eyes, and mouths out " help me." It's like she was on mute, but there was no expression, it's like she was calling to me, but she was already dead. "Wake up! Wake up! Wake up!" I was in a state of fear, I didn't know if I was going to make it out of this dream. I woke up, panting, choking, trying to fight for my life in those very seconds. I was sweating, yet I was so cold. I look at my feet, and they look as if I had gotten frost bite. I could not explain what just happened, nor did I want too. People would think i'd gone mad. I decided to keep it to myself, but I had to figure out what was going on with me. There was only one person I wanted to speak too, my great aunt Susan. She's in a home, for the mentally ill, but every time we went to visit, she seemed fine to me. Every time I would question my parents as to why she was there, they would give me the run around, and say she went crazy after her family died in a house fire. I specifically remember this one time I tagged along to go visit, my parents had went out on a food run, and we were alone. I started talking to her, and asking her questions when she suddenly grabbed me, looked me in the eyes and said to me, "Child, someone must stop them, before it's too late, don't let them put you away, help us, help us all" She seemed so frightened, but before I could ask who, or why, a nurse came in, and took her out for her afternoon treatment. When my parents came back, they told us she was down for a nap, and we would have to come back another day. The next time we tried, they told us she was in solitude, as she attacked someone, and claimed they were out to get her. It's been about 3 months, and i'm sure she's out now. I'm 18 now, so I have to be on a visitors list. I think i'm going to head there tomorrow morning.