My Dream
I had the craziest dream...wanna hear it? Here it go:
I was sitting in summer school and class was taking a long time to end for lunch. This guy who lived across the street from me was getting frustrated. The teacher said something to him and it set him off but he didn't do anything. Class ends and I go to my car to get something to eat. When I come back, I park from the other cars. As I'm preparing to get out the car, I see the guy from across the street driving irratical. He spots our teacher and runs him down. He then runs him over several times. I'm sitting in my car tripping out then I get nervous because he might have saw me. I scooch down in my seat as he walks past and into the class. I then wait a few minutes and walk in real late. As the class proceeds, I begin to run off at the mouth and tell someone what I saw but told them that I wasn't going to go to the authorities. When class lets out, we all go outside. The police are out there and they are asking questions. Then one cop comes to the guy from across the street and takes him aside to talk to him. He is telling him that a witness saw him kill the teacher. The guy from across the street gets extremely mad and starts looking around to find out who saw him. I once again scooch down in my seat and he then knows! He rolls his eyes at me and drive off. I follow after him to tell him that I won't give a official statement. I catch up to him and he says to get on his motorcycle. We're driving and I am trying to calm him down. He seems calm but when we get to a fork in the road, he takes the wrong way to our house. I then instinctively know that he is planning to kill me. I try to turn the motorcycle to go the right way, but I fall off. He then pulls out a gun and begins to shoot at me. I scatter into a ditch. I then begin to watch it as an out-of-body experience. The guy follows after me, shooting everything. Then I realize that I have gone across the street, hiding underneath the sidewalk watching him look for me. He looks in my direction and comes over there. There is no place for me to run so dig deep into the dirt. The guy sprays gun fire into the sidewalk. There is no way I could have lived after that. Time moves quickly and it is two years later. I am seeing my family and friends much older living life. The sidewalk has been worn down and is now a blanket. My arms and legs are visible; however, no one sees me. I crawl from the sidewalk and into Christyn's room. I look for a hiding place and realize that her closet is the best place for me. As soon as I get settled, she and Darrence comes into the room. They are solemn and quiet, opposite of what they used to be. I watch as they get their coats on to go somewhere. I accidently make a noise and fall out of the closet. Christyn looks at me and begins to tear up. She's fighting her tears and I hug her. We have a touching reunion. They thought that I was dead and even had a memorial service for me. As we are talking, we hear Mom coming. I go to hide but before I can close the closet door, she walks in and sees me. She is frozen, just staring at me. I blurt out, "Don't tell anyone that I'm here." She comes into the room and looks scared for me. She says that the guy who lived across the street from me lived with them. His name is Raymond, or something like that. She tells me to get in the closet and be quiet. As soon as I get in, he walks past the room and down the stairs which are directly outside the room. I get scared when I see him. He looks much older. He says that he would be waiting outside for everyone. When he leaves out the door, I leave the closet and walk into my parents room to hide in their closet. I see all of my other siblings. I have seen everyone except my Father. My Dad walks into the room and is trying to find a good outfit. He tries on everything in the closet and takes away my hiding places. So I am just standing in an empty closet. He is lying in the bed with Mom and he is talking to one of the kids and accidently calls them 'Carmen'. I think that he saw me but couldn't believe what he saw. To my amazement, he knew that I was alive and tells me that he would protect me. I leave the closet and tell him what I saw. I then realize that I saw Uncle Joe kill someone, too. He told me to tell on Raymond, but not Uncle Joe because he would get me back. I told my father that he could protect me and also the police. He told me that Uncle Joe would torment me. He would sit next to me and tear me down everyday, all day. He said that I was too young to understand it because it was called spiritual warfare. So I decided to leave Uncle Joe alone and focus on Raymond. I also asked them when Raymond was coming back. They told me that he was out for the evening. I then asked them how they knew that he wouldn't come back early and they said that they just knew. Just as I was relaxing, we hear Raymond coming in the door. Before I could close the closet door, he saw me and calmly asked me to come out. He told everyone that he wanted to talk to me privately. I said that I wanted my parents to stay. They told Raymond that they wanted his guns. He gave them up and we took out the clips and extra bullets. He then tried to explain his rationale for killing the teacher. He said that he and the teacher were friends and the teacher fronted him in front of some other teachers. That got him upset and he killed him. I woke up before I could finish the story. Ain't that crazy?!?
posted by Carmen at 11:06 AM
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