EWJ (03)- "Strange Dreams"

[Emily Wyatt]

Cityluv

Strange Dreams
Posted: DAY 3, Very Early Morning

Hey guys bad news, I have to work tomorrow...or should I say today? I won't be able to have my CL marathon and catch up So please hold off on your thoughts about this past week's episodes...at least until I can catch up!

In other news I've been having such horrid dreams lately that I haven't had a good nights sleep in days. Its been happening ever since we found her...

The dream is always the same and I don't know what to do to stop it. I hope maybe writing about it on here will help me calm down somewhat.

My God, I can't stop shaking even now and I know it was just a fucking dream.

Maybe if I go over what happens I can change the ending?

The dreams always starts the same. I stand in the middle of a dark forest and I'm petrified. You guys know how I feel about dark forests, right?

Well, it's raining and I desperately want to go home but I just can't get myself to move. There's something out there prowling in the dark watching and waiting for me. A wolf, it has to be a wolf since I'm wearing a red velvet hooded cloak. Apparently I'm little Red Riding hood, I'm a long way off the path to Grandma's house and now the wolf won't let me leave.

In the distance I can see my mother. She's healthy again and smiling in a red strapless evening gown, I want to cry. She laughs and beckons me towards her.

I want to run to her safe and warm embrace but my fear of the darkness in these woods holds me back. My fear only seems to give more power to the wolf prowling the perimeter.

When I do muster enough courage to make a move to join my mother it's far too late.

Red vines snatch both of my wrists and ankles and yank me further back into the darkness. As the vines tighten thorns dig into my flesh. I slam hard into a tree and as the vines pull me upwards the red bark shreds my back until I am firmly strung up in the tree tops.

I'm unable to move, just like her, but I know no children will ever find me. I'm too deep within the forest. I can hear others weeping in the surrounding darkness and I can still see my mother calling to me from far below.

When the wolf approaches her I want to turn my head away but the vines only tighten and cut off my oxygen until I open my eyes. I'm forced to watch in silent horror as my captor rips her to bloody, bloody pieces. I can only listen to her screams and cries I know it's all my fault. It's my fault because I didn't see it coming. Why don't I ever see it coming?

When it's silent once more my bindings release and I fall hard back onto the forest floor. I struggle to rise and run away but freeze when I feel the wolf's hot breath on the back my neck.

It's too late I will be torn to ribbons for my disobedience just like Mama. I wait but the jaws of death never come.

Instead I feel fingers slowly climb up the back of my neck and a large hand curl within my hair. Another hand reaches to unclasp what's left of my red cloak. I would have preferred death over what is about to happen now.

I can only sob when I'm violently yanked off the floor and screw my eyes tightly shut. I'm scared, too scared to face...

Face...

I don't know. I always wake up screaming before I can muster the courage to look.

Each night this dream gets more and more intense. I'm scared to close my eyes at night because I know the wolf is waiting for me and will never let me go.

When will I be able to sleep peacefully again?

[Todd Thorne]

TTisAWESOME

But seriously I send internet hugs your way Cityluv. Nightmares are never fun

*hug*

[Atlas]

GreyMockingbird

It must have been difficult to lose a loved one, especially one you were very close with. I used to have dreams all the time about my father when he was executed. I still do, but they don't come around as often.

I've heard that dreams can be a way for your subconscious to tell you stuff it couldn't while you were awake to tell it to shut up. Whoever this person is at the end must be someone you know is bad, but don't wish to acknowledge. Of course, a lot of this was said by one of my former coworkers, the same one that names plants and has a habit of meditating during court. However, it is worth thinking about.

I wish I could do more for you, but the best I can do is pray for you that one day, you'll be able to sleep peacefully again.

[Emily Wyatt]

Cityluv

@ttisawesome- hahaha yes sometimes it is the answer! I almost bought that shirt the other day!

@greymockingbird - I actually heard that before but for the life of me I can't think of anyone close to me I would have to be worried about. Considering where I work it's not likely I should have anything to fear from my co-workers other than annoyance. I'll keep my eyes open though...

Thanks for the well wishes you two! It means a lot.