Post by icefire on Apr 17, 2012 21:03:24 GMT -5
It all started with my first dream. This dream was a horrible dream, and I woke up crying after.... well, I'll tell you what happened. I was walking with my friends in a house of mirrors. I know you're thinking "Oho, classic horror story setting, carnival style" well, it's true. It was a dream filled with horror. The kind that directors just EAT UP for movie ideas.
Anyhow, I'll get back to the dream. I was in a house of mirrors, strolling perhaps a few meters in front of my buddies. Yes, I could recall distance. It was a very vivid dream. So, I was walking, and all the sudden my friends weren't there anymore. Then I started seeing shadowy forms all over the place in the mirrors. Of course, since it was a dream, I didn't have common sense and kept walking. The next part of this cliche horror: I ran into a dead end circle of mirrors.
I know, it just keeps getting more and more cliche, right? Well, it doesn't end there. Next thing that happened was me staring into a mirror. I saw the shadowy figure creeping towards me in the mirror. It wasn't scary until the thing was revealed in the light. The thing was scabby, vulgar, grey, and disgusting. My mouth opened in a scream, but nothing came out, because then bajillions of spiders came pouring out of my mouth, like an endless flow of water. They consumed me, everything went black, and THAT'S when I woke up.
Way to go for my five year old description of a dream, right?
(this story will come in bits and pieces. I'm done for now xD)
Anyhow, I'll get back to the dream. I was in a house of mirrors, strolling perhaps a few meters in front of my buddies. Yes, I could recall distance. It was a very vivid dream. So, I was walking, and all the sudden my friends weren't there anymore. Then I started seeing shadowy forms all over the place in the mirrors. Of course, since it was a dream, I didn't have common sense and kept walking. The next part of this cliche horror: I ran into a dead end circle of mirrors.
I know, it just keeps getting more and more cliche, right? Well, it doesn't end there. Next thing that happened was me staring into a mirror. I saw the shadowy figure creeping towards me in the mirror. It wasn't scary until the thing was revealed in the light. The thing was scabby, vulgar, grey, and disgusting. My mouth opened in a scream, but nothing came out, because then bajillions of spiders came pouring out of my mouth, like an endless flow of water. They consumed me, everything went black, and THAT'S when I woke up.
Way to go for my five year old description of a dream, right?
(this story will come in bits and pieces. I'm done for now xD)
