I had a really creepy one a few months ago but I only remember details that don't matter. I told my friends it though and they were like daaamn.
Holy shit it's coming back partially. There was this guy with like a stitched up face at like the beginning...I don't remember too much else about it. What I do remember is that me and like a bunch of students visited this old house that was previously owned by a killer who tortured his victims there. So as we walked through we saw all of the weird contraptions. Then, of course, something happened and everyone was separated, with two girls in the basement and everyone else split up however. Then I remember running out of the house and going around a corner and seeing the guy with the stitched up face was standing there smiling at me. Suddenly, I was back in the house in a room with a few others, and there was a window that was high up off the ground, and we climbed up to it. I am almost positive that like I ran out and there was police or something. I also remember it was on some school's grounds and was next to a football field.
I hate my mind.
TUPAC IS DEAD/THE LEGEND IS GONE/THEY SAYIN TUPAC'S BACK?/DEM NIGGAS WRONG
People will just get mad confused if I try..So I will.
I was walking down the street when I decided to run in to Meijer. As I was running, I remembered that I had just robbed a bank, so I ran faster. Once I got in meijer, the place was crawling with ghosts..fitting because I don't believe in ghosts. Anyway, the best part was they weren't just one type of ghost. There were the comical kind from ghost busters, scary as shit kinds that we can all picture, and just other random ones. I'm pretty sure I saw the ghost brothers from Scooby Doo as well. Anyway, I ran around the place for awhile then decided to go to my dads house. Once I got to the exit, I started getting chased down by these mobster ghosts with tommy guns. Then I just happened to kick in to one of those feelings where your running as hard as you can, but you feel like you're not moving and it's terrifying. I ended up getting shot to shit and lying in a ditch. I was missing half my body, but it didn't look bad or anything..so I called my dad and told him to pick me up.
I had a dream that I was coming back home but the house was different. I guess when I dream about house they tend to be a lot larger and nicer then normal. I was getting on a plane in a few hours and I was hugging Marc and telling him some bullshit. Then all of a sudden I was back home and there was a couple inches of snow everywhere and there were spots on the road that weren't clear. Then out of nowhere it was like Marc's place and my grandmas happened to merge and things were weird. People were cooking and fucking around in the kitchen and we ended up in the living room watching football or something. I guess it was Xmas dinner or w/e. Some of my fam was there along with his..it was weird and it was snowing as well. I was with a guy that I guess was Marc but didn't look a thing like him from what I remember. Then I was with my friend Monique (she's white) and Marc in this car. She was driving a bit too fast going around a downhill turn when the road got shitty again. So we bailed except Mo..who some reason did. We rolled down the hill back onto the same road below that was covered with at least an inch of ice. While we were laying there waiting for Mo, another car went out of control and ran into a tree...which fell over.
......I have three kids...at different points in the past, I have had a a dream about each kid being dead. The funeral, everything. Super realistic, with friends and family there mourning the dead child.....All three times I woke up crying....not bawing, just tears flowing down my face, unable to stop. Seriously the worst feeling in the world, because I briefly felt the agony of losing a child....
I had a meeting in my backyard with a 50 year old Mark Zuckerberg, Bill Clinton, Apollo Ono, and a few others who I can't remember anymore... anyways Mark gave me a free Blackberry. Then I had this great idea to ship iPads loaded with documents overseas rather than ship millions of paper documents.
I had a dream that I was hanging out with my old group of friends, the really really wild ones. It was freaky because half of them are either dead or in jail now.
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Holy shit it's coming back partially. There was this guy with like a stitched up face at like the beginning...I don't remember too much else about it. What I do remember is that me and like a bunch of students visited this old house that was previously owned by a killer who tortured his victims there. So as we walked through we saw all of the weird contraptions. Then, of course, something happened and everyone was separated, with two girls in the basement and everyone else split up however. Then I remember running out of the house and going around a corner and seeing the guy with the stitched up face was standing there smiling at me. Suddenly, I was back in the house in a room with a few others, and there was a window that was high up off the ground, and we climbed up to it. I am almost positive that like I ran out and there was police or something. I also remember it was on some school's grounds and was next to a football field.
I hate my mind.
I was walking down the street when I decided to run in to Meijer. As I was running, I remembered that I had just robbed a bank, so I ran faster. Once I got in meijer, the place was crawling with ghosts..fitting because I don't believe in ghosts. Anyway, the best part was they weren't just one type of ghost. There were the comical kind from ghost busters, scary as shit kinds that we can all picture, and just other random ones. I'm pretty sure I saw the ghost brothers from Scooby Doo as well. Anyway, I ran around the place for awhile then decided to go to my dads house. Once I got to the exit, I started getting chased down by these mobster ghosts with tommy guns. Then I just happened to kick in to one of those feelings where your running as hard as you can, but you feel like you're not moving and it's terrifying. I ended up getting shot to shit and lying in a ditch. I was missing half my body, but it didn't look bad or anything..so I called my dad and told him to pick me up.
Then I woke up...
I wake up like:
STFU broad, go make me a fucking sandwich.