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Showing posts with label gorillas. Show all posts
Showing posts with label gorillas. Show all posts

Thursday, April 2, 2015

The Dropout

Dream 4/2/2015



I drop out of school. Now, my friend Garrek and me are home schooled by a strange lady.

     She shows us a stairwell that leads ten stories down into the earth. She tells us to go down and dig out ten large rooms into the earth. Garrek says he's not doing it. I won't either. Besides, it's haunted down there.

     I go home. My backyard is filled with exotic animals; Gorillas, lions, tigers, bears, oh my! My family is sitting around these animals as if they are tame. A tiger walks up to us. He acts aggressive. I wrestle him but it's no use. He goes after my family. I run inside to get a revolver. I run back out and shoot the animal dead but it's too late. My family is dead.

     I run out to the road and call the police. I struggle through my words but somehow get them out. The man on the other line says he is a talk radio host and that he knows who I am. I walk down the road a ways and see a large 'Acquire the Fire' Bus in a field. Apparently, Ron Luce and his family are my neighbors. He invites me into his family. I now have forty brothers and sisters.

     The children keep getting murdered one by one but no one knows by whom. One day, I walk into the bathroom and find one of the girls dead and one of the boys wiping blood from his hand. A nonchalant look on his face. I know who the killer is. I live my life with caution, not to cause the killer any suspicion, after all, I don't want to be next. I eventually tell the mom. Everything goes haywire.

     While a bunch of the kids are playing around that large stairwell that leads ten stories into the earth, the killer pushes three of the other boys in. They fall ten stories. The bottom is filled with water. I jump down into it. I pull the guys from the water. One of them is alright but the other two need medical attention. I start to pray for them in an authoritative manner, commanding their injuries to be healed. They come to. They are alright. We climb the staircase to the top. The killer is trying to close us in with a large covering. We make it out. We fight him. I take out my revolver and shoot. He falls over the edge and ten stories down. I don't want to take any chances that he'll come back in the sequel. I unload my gun on his downed body. Blood mixes in with the water making it a muddy, pink color.

     The family is happy again. We play instruments on a roof top until the mom says it's time for bed. We all run to our house, which is situated inside a large clothing store. I find a pair of shoes that are Coca-Cola brand. They're tennis shoes that run halfway up your leg. I run toward the house. Dream ends

I wake up.

Wednesday, February 19, 2014

Stunt Man

Dream 2-19-14




I'm in a college auditorium. My friend Jordan and me are here to see a play and listen to a live band. Many of my classmates from high school are sitting in the stands. 

Separating the stage from the audience is a draw bridge. I'm not certain on what is below the bridge. It raises and lowers. 

When the Master of Ceremonies announces that the show is about to begin, Jordan and I jump on two separate dirt bikes and ride up to the bridge. We attempt to use the bridge as a ramp and land on the stage but the bridge hasn't been lowered yet. Both Jordan and I crash into the bridge like a brick wall. 

I quit the challenge and go back to my seat. Jordan, on the other hand, gives it one more shot. The bridge starts to lower. Jordan revs the engine. He goes for it. He rides up to the bridge. It looks like he'll make it. Just when he is in the middle of it, the bridge shoots back up and throws Jordan way up in the air. Gravity. Jordan then falls down into the auditorium floor like a rag doll. 

We cheer for him anyways. Just then, I look up into a transparent ceiling and see ten people dressed like gorillas. Dream ends.

I wake up.