Munchkin
is NOT edible. Unless you're a vampire.
I vaguely remember this thread at some forum at someplace, and I've recently had a very strange dream, so I decided to re-open the thread. I checked, and it seems like no one else brought it back, so...
Well, what should I do about names? Well, I suppose just mentioning first names wouldn't hurt, the people in my dream have pretty common names. And If I'm typing, then something comes up, like a street name, which I don't remember, there will just be a blank space like so: _____
Well, my dream started at graduation at school. (We graduated on the 25th of June.) My boyfriend was on vacation and would be coming back in three weeks, which is weird because that's where he is right now - on vacation in another country, coming back in three weeks, even though graduation happened over a week ago.
Anyway, my boyfriend, mom and brother weren't there, for whatever reasons. Right as the graduates (us) were walking in, the stage just exploded. It blew up. So a few people started screaming but others were dead quiet, listening for something. Then, there was another loud ka-boom, and another. So we realized we were being bombed. By who or what, we didn't know. Everyone started panicking, some people ran home to check on their families. So, finding nothing else to do, I also ran home.
At this point, I vaguely remember a horde of five-year-olds asking me a ton of questions, but they were just there for a second before they disappeared.
So my brother was home, shoving things into a huge book bag. I asked him where our mother was, and he answered, "She's gone. I called everyone, they're all gone." My eyes welled up with tears, but he went on to give me an address, something that sounded like it was in New York (I live in Jersey City). His exact words in the dream were, "Go to the corner of _____ and 12th. You'll be safe."
So I asked him, "Shouldn't you give me money for the bus or train or something? Or should I walk?" So he looked at me for a second, then told me to walk, then yelled "Go!" so I left.
When I was running past my school, some teachers saw me and said, "Gina, Mikey is looking for you!" (Mikey is my godbrother) But I just yelled back, "I don't care, I have to go somewhere!" And I kept running.
So I walked. Then two blocks from my house, I came to a street where a crossing guard was and decided to ask for directions. I told her where I was to go, and she said to keep walking straight until I hit _____ street. Then find someone else and get a new set of directions. And she told me it's a very long way, because that's in New York, and she told me to be careful.
So I nodded, and turned around so I could continue running in the direction I was headed. Then I bumped into this boy, who turned out to be Raphael, a boy that was in my homeroom for 8th grade. So I said, "Raphael? What are you doing here?" The strange thing is, I never talked to him. An occasional "hi", "thank you", "may I please borrow that", nothing more.
So he told me his whole family is gone, it's just him and his little brother (the little brother appeared and disappeared throughout the dream). So I told him the same thing, so our eyes started welling up with tears, but I was the one who actually cried. His eyes just teared a bit. So he put an arm around me, I hugged him, he put his other arm around me, and we walked down the street, crying and tearing until nightfall. We found a cardboard box and slept in it. At some point during the journey, I remember feeling guilty about being with Raphael, since I have a boyfriend and all...
So we went on like that for quite a while. Apparently, the whole journey took a few months. (It might be because we stopped and had sex in cardboard boxes so frequently.) When we arrived at the place my brother told me to go to, a strange man popped up out of nowhere.
He was dressed all in brown rags. I remember seeing someone like him in a movie before, I just can't remember the movie. Anyway, he was awfully cheery knowing that the planet was under attack. So he asked me, "Are you Niaz's sister?" So I told him I was. So he replied, "Oh, that's wonderful, wonderful! Who's your friend here? Er, never mind. I am the reason your brother sent you here. We are ready to depart. Come with me."
So he led Raphael and I through a building, which led to an underground tunnel. We hopped into some strange vehicle, were brought very very very very very deep underground, and stopped to see a whole underground civilization, dressed similarly to the man who led us down there.
He said a few things, which I can't remember exactly, then I remember telling him, "Um, sir? I'm kind of pregnant, and I have been for two months, and this boy, Raphael, is the father."
So the strange man looked at us, back and forth, then smiled. "That's wonderful, wonderful!" So I asked him if he was going to be mad or lecture me. He went on to explain, "We'd never get the surface world back within our generation. The best thing to do for humanity's future is to populate the underground world as much as we can. So, populate, populate, populate! And have a field day!"
So Raphael and I (and his little brother, who continued to disappear and reappear throughout the dream) lived in that underground network of caverns for the rest of our lives, having lots of sex and making lots of babies. The end.
Yes my dreams are very long and very strange. Please come again.
Well, what should I do about names? Well, I suppose just mentioning first names wouldn't hurt, the people in my dream have pretty common names. And If I'm typing, then something comes up, like a street name, which I don't remember, there will just be a blank space like so: _____
Well, my dream started at graduation at school. (We graduated on the 25th of June.) My boyfriend was on vacation and would be coming back in three weeks, which is weird because that's where he is right now - on vacation in another country, coming back in three weeks, even though graduation happened over a week ago.
Anyway, my boyfriend, mom and brother weren't there, for whatever reasons. Right as the graduates (us) were walking in, the stage just exploded. It blew up. So a few people started screaming but others were dead quiet, listening for something. Then, there was another loud ka-boom, and another. So we realized we were being bombed. By who or what, we didn't know. Everyone started panicking, some people ran home to check on their families. So, finding nothing else to do, I also ran home.
At this point, I vaguely remember a horde of five-year-olds asking me a ton of questions, but they were just there for a second before they disappeared.
So my brother was home, shoving things into a huge book bag. I asked him where our mother was, and he answered, "She's gone. I called everyone, they're all gone." My eyes welled up with tears, but he went on to give me an address, something that sounded like it was in New York (I live in Jersey City). His exact words in the dream were, "Go to the corner of _____ and 12th. You'll be safe."
So I asked him, "Shouldn't you give me money for the bus or train or something? Or should I walk?" So he looked at me for a second, then told me to walk, then yelled "Go!" so I left.
When I was running past my school, some teachers saw me and said, "Gina, Mikey is looking for you!" (Mikey is my godbrother) But I just yelled back, "I don't care, I have to go somewhere!" And I kept running.
So I walked. Then two blocks from my house, I came to a street where a crossing guard was and decided to ask for directions. I told her where I was to go, and she said to keep walking straight until I hit _____ street. Then find someone else and get a new set of directions. And she told me it's a very long way, because that's in New York, and she told me to be careful.
So I nodded, and turned around so I could continue running in the direction I was headed. Then I bumped into this boy, who turned out to be Raphael, a boy that was in my homeroom for 8th grade. So I said, "Raphael? What are you doing here?" The strange thing is, I never talked to him. An occasional "hi", "thank you", "may I please borrow that", nothing more.
So he told me his whole family is gone, it's just him and his little brother (the little brother appeared and disappeared throughout the dream). So I told him the same thing, so our eyes started welling up with tears, but I was the one who actually cried. His eyes just teared a bit. So he put an arm around me, I hugged him, he put his other arm around me, and we walked down the street, crying and tearing until nightfall. We found a cardboard box and slept in it. At some point during the journey, I remember feeling guilty about being with Raphael, since I have a boyfriend and all...
So we went on like that for quite a while. Apparently, the whole journey took a few months. (It might be because we stopped and had sex in cardboard boxes so frequently.) When we arrived at the place my brother told me to go to, a strange man popped up out of nowhere.
He was dressed all in brown rags. I remember seeing someone like him in a movie before, I just can't remember the movie. Anyway, he was awfully cheery knowing that the planet was under attack. So he asked me, "Are you Niaz's sister?" So I told him I was. So he replied, "Oh, that's wonderful, wonderful! Who's your friend here? Er, never mind. I am the reason your brother sent you here. We are ready to depart. Come with me."
So he led Raphael and I through a building, which led to an underground tunnel. We hopped into some strange vehicle, were brought very very very very very deep underground, and stopped to see a whole underground civilization, dressed similarly to the man who led us down there.
He said a few things, which I can't remember exactly, then I remember telling him, "Um, sir? I'm kind of pregnant, and I have been for two months, and this boy, Raphael, is the father."
So the strange man looked at us, back and forth, then smiled. "That's wonderful, wonderful!" So I asked him if he was going to be mad or lecture me. He went on to explain, "We'd never get the surface world back within our generation. The best thing to do for humanity's future is to populate the underground world as much as we can. So, populate, populate, populate! And have a field day!"
So Raphael and I (and his little brother, who continued to disappear and reappear throughout the dream) lived in that underground network of caverns for the rest of our lives, having lots of sex and making lots of babies. The end.
Yes my dreams are very long and very strange. Please come again.