cody
this dream had many tangents and random flippings....but i'll try and distill it down to the basis.
i found myself in a house where i had three brothers, two younger (youngest cody, next brian), and one older (can't remember). the funny thing was that the two younger brothers were complete white boys...and my older brother looked latino *shrugs*.
either way, this dream was fuckin' SCARY AS FUCK. i was somehow like...the big brother to the younger ones and the 'good child' between me and the older. he was like rocked out and workin' on his car or something. the two younger ones were just adorable. either way....turns out my house (very beautiful house...with a greenhouse attached to the kitchen) is the hub of some fucked up demonic shit, and my youngest brother cody gets posessed on his birthday. *shrugs* i was telling some woman or aunty or something about how our house had certain 'signs' that marked it for evil shit...i don't remember the other two but one was a keyhole to a room with no doors. and i showed her..in one of the showers there was an old style keyhole....and a light at the end of it illuminating a white, cracked room. the position of it i knew just from living there had no access points anywhere around it. my mother (white woman) just shrugged it off saying it's not like it's in our way. so she'd just never done anything about it.
either way, cody gets posessed as he usually does (i learned all this very quickly...apparnetly the last time it happened nobody knew anythinga bout any of this and didn't attribute someone's death to demonic spirits or something...yeah...did that make sense?) and marks brian for death. i try and convince everyone of this...'cause i'm COMPLETELY sure that brian's gonna die. nobody listens...i finally go to sleep. (this whole process involved a lot of talking with a terrified little cody who dreams these deaths...poor kid...then he just starts talkin' in a weird poltergeist voice....yikes) i wake up the next morning and brian's nowhere to be found.
i flip. get pissed off at everyone...and i'm heartbroken.
but then brian walks in the door from the grocery store with ice cream or something for cody....and i calmly walk over to him, hug him, and tell him, "you have no idea how glad i am to see you." he goes on his merry way, obvlivious to what i thought was going to happen to him.
there were definitely themes from both child's play and nightmare on elm street going on here....too scattered for me to explain succinctly...but it's really weird considering i haven't seen anything from either of them since...halloween....
oh well. good t'see you brian.
this dream had many tangents and random flippings....but i'll try and distill it down to the basis.
i found myself in a house where i had three brothers, two younger (youngest cody, next brian), and one older (can't remember). the funny thing was that the two younger brothers were complete white boys...and my older brother looked latino *shrugs*.
either way, this dream was fuckin' SCARY AS FUCK. i was somehow like...the big brother to the younger ones and the 'good child' between me and the older. he was like rocked out and workin' on his car or something. the two younger ones were just adorable. either way....turns out my house (very beautiful house...with a greenhouse attached to the kitchen) is the hub of some fucked up demonic shit, and my youngest brother cody gets posessed on his birthday. *shrugs* i was telling some woman or aunty or something about how our house had certain 'signs' that marked it for evil shit...i don't remember the other two but one was a keyhole to a room with no doors. and i showed her..in one of the showers there was an old style keyhole....and a light at the end of it illuminating a white, cracked room. the position of it i knew just from living there had no access points anywhere around it. my mother (white woman) just shrugged it off saying it's not like it's in our way. so she'd just never done anything about it.
either way, cody gets posessed as he usually does (i learned all this very quickly...apparnetly the last time it happened nobody knew anythinga bout any of this and didn't attribute someone's death to demonic spirits or something...yeah...did that make sense?) and marks brian for death. i try and convince everyone of this...'cause i'm COMPLETELY sure that brian's gonna die. nobody listens...i finally go to sleep. (this whole process involved a lot of talking with a terrified little cody who dreams these deaths...poor kid...then he just starts talkin' in a weird poltergeist voice....yikes) i wake up the next morning and brian's nowhere to be found.
i flip. get pissed off at everyone...and i'm heartbroken.
but then brian walks in the door from the grocery store with ice cream or something for cody....and i calmly walk over to him, hug him, and tell him, "you have no idea how glad i am to see you." he goes on his merry way, obvlivious to what i thought was going to happen to him.
there were definitely themes from both child's play and nightmare on elm street going on here....too scattered for me to explain succinctly...but it's really weird considering i haven't seen anything from either of them since...halloween....
oh well. good t'see you brian.
