|Scary dream (no, I'm not on drugs)
||[Sep. 20th, 2003|02:53 pm]
This is by far the strangest dream I've ever had:
I had a dream that I was dreaming (oddly enough), and then through my imaginary dream I heard my family coming home from grocery shopping. They were saying what they had gotten that day, and I wanted to come out and eat some of the food, but I suddenly found myself in another world through my dream, and couldn't get out of it. My brother Julian was there too, but he was seven instead of four. Then these people with cracking pink elephant masks (no, I wasn't drunk either), came and, since we didn't belong in their world, they put us in jail. We were there until "Year Two", when we found out that they couldn't read. So we wrote all these words on paper and covered ourselves with it so we would be invisible to them, and escaped from jail. We ended up in our neighbor's grazing field, and couldn't seem to find our way home. Then we saw that a man in league with the people from that world had moved into our neighbors house, and since he could read he was able to see us. So he alerted the people from the other world, who came and put us back in jail.
Time passed, and the dream went on and on. Every time a year passed, I would see this paper in my mind that said "year so and so". In "Year 25", we finally escaped because all the people with the masks suddenly died. Then we finally found our way home, where we found all the food waiting for us. Apparently only a few hours had passed since we had gone, whereas it had been twenty-five years in the other world.
In other news, I get to volunteer two whole days next weekend, because the wildlife center is setting up a booth at the annual street fair. That should be a lot of fun--we get to hold the animals and answer questions, sell t-shirts and raffle tickets, etc.