Showing posts with label Weird Dreams. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Weird Dreams. Show all posts

Wednesday, July 1, 2015

My Darkest Soul

   I can't recall the exact day that it happened.
   The day I completely lost myself. 
   I just remember waking and feeling like someone or something else had inhabited my body, my mind. I knew I was still mostly me on the outside. That much was evident. But the person staring at me in the mirror, the blank eyes, that wasn't someone I recognized. If the eyes were windows to the soul, my blinds were drawn tight.
   I no longer dealt with the darkness. 
   I was the darkness. 
   I had become the one thing that I feared the most. For him, I had made the ultimate sacrifice. I was saying evil things, doing evil things, and scaring everyone that I held closest to me.
   I had feared that my darkness would spread like a vicious contagion. But no ones evils ever came close. None ever dealt with the same evils I had wandering in the darkest parts of my soul. 

Saturday, June 6, 2015

That One Weird Dream #1

   When I woke that morning my head was pounding beyond belief. I swung my feet over the edge of the bed and hissed as they met the freezing cold of hardwood flood.
   Odd, I was quite certain every bedroom in my house was carpeted.
   I shook it off and walked to the bathroom to assess the mess that I've grown quite accustom to seeing this time of day.
   The person looking back at me seemed so unfamiliar, foreign almost, as I looked in shock.
   My once long hair was chopped to my shoulder. Where my healthy midsection used to be was a very noticeable baby bump.
   One would describe this moment as "freaking out". But I think even that would be putting it lightly. As I began screaming and yelling in fright, someone rushed up the stairs and quickly threw open the door. I looked at him in shock, my heart pounding in shock.

And then I woke.

For as long as I can remember, the dreams I could remember always stayed so vividly with me, playing like mini-movies I had stored in my mind. I would wake and grab my nearby journal for such occasions. It happens less and less these days. But the dreams I do remember happen to be some of the oddest ones I've ever had. I've decided to start writing my weird dreams on here. This way you can join me on these obviously weird adventures my mind plays for me.

Until the next Weird Dream.
Ashley