Today marks the day one of our country’s heroes died. November 30th is the death of Andres Bonifacio.
This is probably worse than any dream I had because I get to see someone get killed.
It's like a movie. I have a total of seven dreams tonight and I keep on jumping on different dreams.
First, I was in a yellow mini cab on a way somewhere I don’t know with some colleagues. Someone was guiding me on my sleep while we travel. Who the hell was that? I can’t remember exactly who is it but when I woke up, Ed Sheeran was the one on my mind. All I see was his tattooed hand on my shoulders as I pretend to fall asleep. I exaggeratedly banged my head accidentally into his hand and bit his thumb. That part was kind of funny.
We get down the cab and all I see was a street or a village full of huge houses. One of our friends left us and went inside her three-story house while the others continue the journey. I think everyone was on their way home.
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The scene shifted to a hospital. I keep on descending and ascending stairs, uneven built stairs. They look weird because they seem impassable and hard to figure out how to take them, but they are stairs. Stairs built to be used. You just have to figure out how to use it. I was looking for something I don’t know. I took the lift with two guys I don’t know, probably patients, one guy is bald and fat and the other has a long hair. The bald guy wants me to hang out with his friend. I just smiled for courtesy. He sounded like a threat. They went out of the lift when it reaches the second floor. The bald guy looked at me like he was planning something bad and wants me to acknowledge his seriousness, maybe he was scaring me but I don’t give a damn. I don’t know the hospital but there is something inside me that says I was in the wrong floor. I know that it shouldn’t look like what I was seeing even though I haven’t been in that hospital. There were doctors and so many patients. I cover my nose as soon as I get inside the Out-Patient Floor. I keep on walking; looking for something I don’t know.
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The place looks like cemetery. It was the beginning of twilight, when the sun had already set but still there’s bright light coming from its rays that’s covered by think perfectly shaped clouds. The time, if I were to put it, was around five in the afternoon. It was also very windy and chilling; the kind of chill you get on scary movies. The setting reminds me of the movie Beautiful Creatures. We need to figure out how to go somewhere, I wasn’t certain about. There were simple tricks that need no telling but of course, weird in a dream. I was with some colleagues but I only remember Slim Jim in particular. We were in a hurry of being caught by something. With what, I don’t know.
We saw a giant caterpillar, about the size of a shoe; Carlo killed it and made it a hamburger. Whatever, this dream sounds crazy.
In a mausoleum, in the same cemetery, I was on my own. A vampire appeared from nowhere. He was so fast that I was shocked to see him already at my back. My heart jumped. He was threatening me. I don’t remember what he said but it was like he wouldn’t stop following me unless he kills me or I go out with his vampire friend. I was just staring and only my death was what’s on my mind. He whispered before he left, "well, got one more day left". He ran fast leaving a ghost-like smoke behind.
I was in a bus, seeing one of my managers became vampire, Jason aka Silver. I think the name Silver would suit him better on this kind of dream. Silver got so much anger in his eyes. He was so mad at the vampire guy who threatened to kill me. So this vampire guy was like an ally of his, and they met inside this huge coaster bus.
I think he was angry because, either he wants to go kill me first or because the other vampire didn’t succeed on his request. Silver was one of the strongest. Unfortunately, there isn’t a day left for vampire one, as what he told me before he leaves. They fought a little and Silver got hold of vamp one’s chest and pulled out his heart.
I run as fast as I can because I know he would kill me next. Why would they want to kill me? Why would everyone want to kill me in my dreams? It’s very tiring to just keep on running in your dream.
I found an empty car. I planned to hide there but it looks like it was deserted in a hurry. The glasses were shattered. After inspecting the car, I looked up and saw people running and more abandoned cars with shattered glasses. Zombies are attacking this place. I saw one dark-skinned zombie; his skin was so dark it’s almost black. He was fat focusing on his bug tummy, like he ate a lot of brains. My feet jerk a little preparing to run as fast as I could but he doesn’t seem to recognize me. We were so close with each other; I was scared that I could smell his stink.
I was now confused of what to do, so this is what we were in a hurry for; zombies and other monsters attacking the city.
I don’t remember hearing anything aside from my heart which was beating fast. My rib cage wants to collapse and just allow my heart to run gasping for air. I can’t breathe. I stayed on the position I woke up to. I’m feeling a sense of reality but I want to continue my sleep and see what happens next but I badly needed to reposition myself to get some air.
I woke up. I help myself to some oxygen. At last, my heart returned to its normal pace after a few minutes of waking up.
This is probably worse than any dream I had because I get to see someone get killed.
It's like a movie. I have a total of seven dreams tonight and I keep on jumping on different dreams.
First, I was in a yellow mini cab on a way somewhere I don’t know with some colleagues. Someone was guiding me on my sleep while we travel. Who the hell was that? I can’t remember exactly who is it but when I woke up, Ed Sheeran was the one on my mind. All I see was his tattooed hand on my shoulders as I pretend to fall asleep. I exaggeratedly banged my head accidentally into his hand and bit his thumb. That part was kind of funny.
We get down the cab and all I see was a street or a village full of huge houses. One of our friends left us and went inside her three-story house while the others continue the journey. I think everyone was on their way home.
The scene shifted to a hospital. I keep on descending and ascending stairs, uneven built stairs. They look weird because they seem impassable and hard to figure out how to take them, but they are stairs. Stairs built to be used. You just have to figure out how to use it. I was looking for something I don’t know. I took the lift with two guys I don’t know, probably patients, one guy is bald and fat and the other has a long hair. The bald guy wants me to hang out with his friend. I just smiled for courtesy. He sounded like a threat. They went out of the lift when it reaches the second floor. The bald guy looked at me like he was planning something bad and wants me to acknowledge his seriousness, maybe he was scaring me but I don’t give a damn. I don’t know the hospital but there is something inside me that says I was in the wrong floor. I know that it shouldn’t look like what I was seeing even though I haven’t been in that hospital. There were doctors and so many patients. I cover my nose as soon as I get inside the Out-Patient Floor. I keep on walking; looking for something I don’t know.
-
The place looks like cemetery. It was the beginning of twilight, when the sun had already set but still there’s bright light coming from its rays that’s covered by think perfectly shaped clouds. The time, if I were to put it, was around five in the afternoon. It was also very windy and chilling; the kind of chill you get on scary movies. The setting reminds me of the movie Beautiful Creatures. We need to figure out how to go somewhere, I wasn’t certain about. There were simple tricks that need no telling but of course, weird in a dream. I was with some colleagues but I only remember Slim Jim in particular. We were in a hurry of being caught by something. With what, I don’t know.
We saw a giant caterpillar, about the size of a shoe; Carlo killed it and made it a hamburger. Whatever, this dream sounds crazy.
In a mausoleum, in the same cemetery, I was on my own. A vampire appeared from nowhere. He was so fast that I was shocked to see him already at my back. My heart jumped. He was threatening me. I don’t remember what he said but it was like he wouldn’t stop following me unless he kills me or I go out with his vampire friend. I was just staring and only my death was what’s on my mind. He whispered before he left, "well, got one more day left". He ran fast leaving a ghost-like smoke behind.
I was in a bus, seeing one of my managers became vampire, Jason aka Silver. I think the name Silver would suit him better on this kind of dream. Silver got so much anger in his eyes. He was so mad at the vampire guy who threatened to kill me. So this vampire guy was like an ally of his, and they met inside this huge coaster bus.
I think he was angry because, either he wants to go kill me first or because the other vampire didn’t succeed on his request. Silver was one of the strongest. Unfortunately, there isn’t a day left for vampire one, as what he told me before he leaves. They fought a little and Silver got hold of vamp one’s chest and pulled out his heart.
I run as fast as I can because I know he would kill me next. Why would they want to kill me? Why would everyone want to kill me in my dreams? It’s very tiring to just keep on running in your dream.
I found an empty car. I planned to hide there but it looks like it was deserted in a hurry. The glasses were shattered. After inspecting the car, I looked up and saw people running and more abandoned cars with shattered glasses. Zombies are attacking this place. I saw one dark-skinned zombie; his skin was so dark it’s almost black. He was fat focusing on his bug tummy, like he ate a lot of brains. My feet jerk a little preparing to run as fast as I could but he doesn’t seem to recognize me. We were so close with each other; I was scared that I could smell his stink.
I was now confused of what to do, so this is what we were in a hurry for; zombies and other monsters attacking the city.
I don’t remember hearing anything aside from my heart which was beating fast. My rib cage wants to collapse and just allow my heart to run gasping for air. I can’t breathe. I stayed on the position I woke up to. I’m feeling a sense of reality but I want to continue my sleep and see what happens next but I badly needed to reposition myself to get some air.
I woke up. I help myself to some oxygen. At last, my heart returned to its normal pace after a few minutes of waking up.
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