Heat makes me dream strange things

[mutedtempest]

I think I might start a dream journal. I used to have a paper one, but I stopped doing it. Who knows.

Anyway, this dream was set in my current apartment. It looked so real i couldn't tell it was a dream. In it, I had gone to the gas station on the corner and come home, then gone to bed as it was night time. At 11pm I was woken up by people in the apartment. Once of them was my grandmother, telling me I needed to pay back the money for Scotland, along with interest. I agreed, and somehow, although my bed is the pull-out sofa, she was sitting on the sofa. I dunno.

After that, Obsy was there with her girlfriend. For some reason they were apparently friends of my family, and they'd come over here on vacation. They had a baby and their nephew with them, so my stepmom had told them that they could keep some childrens' toys at my apartment because they wouldn't fit in the hotel.

Obsy still hated me and gave me the silent treatment. She sat on the couch in what is now my office (which doesn't have a couch in it anymore, but did when i moved in). For some reason there was a big table in the office (it was originally a dining room), and my aunt Lori was there, as were my grandparents, my great grandma and some other random people. Obsy and her girlfriend were on the couch and I was sitting on the floor next to it beside Obsy.

My aunt started to tell us a story about having gone to the gym and meeting a woman named Terri there. Terri was my mother's name. Lori said that that this Terri at the gym had a daughter named Claire, and that people at the gym remembered another Terri with a daughter Claire. Apparently that was my mom and sister, which I don't have, although my paternal grandfather Walter is called Clair. Anyway, my aunt continued to talk about how after my mom got sick and was in the hospital, Claire, who was older than I was, had taken me to see her. Claire was in a hospital room too for some reason, and according to Lori i set fire to the room and Claire died.

I'd never heard this before, so I looked over at Lori and said, "I killed my sister?" and she seemed to feel bad, like she hadn't meant to let me find out. Then for some reason I said I'd killed both my sisters, then i amended myself and said I'd only killed one. I was crying. At that, Obsy put her hand on my head and played with my hair, and she didn't hate me quite as much after that. She and her girlfriend were going back to their hotel, so we went into the kitchen to say goodbye. They said they'd be back the next day.

While in the kitchen, I was talking to Obsy and telling her that if she needed anything at all she should let me know and I'd get it for her. She still seemed standoffish but she was nice enough. The her girlfriend asked if she could stick some kind of machine in my hand. I agreed since she's a nurse. The machine turned out to be a fork, a cheap plastic-handled one I bought years ago. Shell (Obsy's girlfriend) made several attempts to stick it into my hand, but wasn't able to bring herself to do it. Obsy wound up doing it. It didn't hurt, but when the holes started bleeding she seemed surprised. They left, promising to be back and hang out with my grandma and my dad and stepmom.

After that, I wanted to go back to sleep but was told that it was Thanksgiving and that the family was going to have pizza and spices in the kitchen. i went in there and a bunch of Italian men were sitting around my kitchen table, which had been moved to the middle of the floor. My great-granny was serving them waffles with their pizza.

Then DD thankfully dinged the messenger thingy so I didn't have any more of that dream. It wasn't bad I guess, but it was creepy. I never saw my dad or stepmom at all, but they were mentioned a lot, and that freaked me out. My apartment looked the same as it does now. And all throughout the dream I wanted Obsy to like me. Plus, the thing about my nonexistent sister is creeping me out.

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[darknessdee.insanejournal.com]

Okay, yours was definitely worse than mine