Wednesday, March 09, 2005

My Dream...

I had a weird and scary dream today...

I woke up this morning for class as my usual routine and I went to breakfast with my roommate and then waited until 10 for my Biology class. Once I stepped into class, the teacher said she didn't feel well to lecture so she gave us extra credit and a take home quiz that is due after spring break. So I was out about 10.15, went to my dorm to use the computer for a while then dozed off on my bed.

Now, this is something that I never dreamed before. All I know is that, I was running for my life. I was running and crying at the same time, but didn't understand why. All of a sudden, I see my father behind me screaming at me and I was screaming NO! I didn't understand why I was screaming no and also why my father would be chasing me. Then the next thing, I see him jump into his car to go after me, but I ran through this park called Franklin Park. I hid in the dark and called one of my boys for help. I was screaming into the phone to my boy and he didn't understand what was wrong. So I told him to meet me somewhere to come get me. The thing is, I started to tell him why I was crying and running from my father, but the other thing is, I don't know what I was telling him, which is scary. When I was speaking to him, there was only silence.

So later that night, he came to pick me up, which was somewhere I am not familiar with at all. Got into his car and was happy I was in car since his tints are serious, so you can't spot nothing in it. So I told him to drive me real far from Boston.... we ended up in Cape Cod. He rented a hotel for me, and I asked him to stay with me because I was real scared, but I don't know what I was scared of. So he spent the night with me and I felt a little relieved from it.

I called my best friend to let her know what had happened from my boys phone instead of my phone because I thought my parents would trace my phone calls (story is weird huh?) and told her everything I guess, just like I told my boy, and the samething happened. I couldn't hear what was being said on the phone to my best friend. Later on that day I called one of my girls, and she told me she would help me out. She called me back on my boys phone and told me I had a plane ticket for me to go to Miami the next day. I said ok.

Next thing I know I was on the plane the next day and was in Miami that afternoon. Someone I knew down there came to get me and I was happy and told him everything that had happened to me, once again, couldn't hear what had happened :o(

So I call my brother on a phone from Miami and talked to him through my cousins nextel instead of his cell phone. I started crying hard and started talking about what happened that night, and AGAIN, I couldn't understand what was being said. All I know that was said was, "he's looking for you and theres a search out. Mom wants you to come home, she's scared, but honestly, STAY DOWN THERE... its better for you because now your safe."

Then I woke up from right there with a little tear in my eyes... I don't understand this dream at all... and the way I was running made it seem so real and my father's anger, seem so real also.

I don't know... right now, I'm just scared that something similar to this will come about.

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