A Maze of Nancy

Last night’s dream has a meaning behind it. So before I start with the dream I need to give you the background. 

My sister became a foster parent and adopted my childhood friend when I was in sixth grade. We used to play together, laugh together, and even make each other cry. But I mean that's what friends do! I have so many good memories of us as children. I most certainly remember her popping my red balloon. I only remember this because she used to rub it in my face about how I cried like a baby over a balloon. My most vivid memory of the two of us would be when we first met. My grandmother invited her over to play one late afternoon. I remember she came through the back fence and plopped right on the couch beside me. She must have been more anxious than me, because I just sat there. I guess you could say I was shy. Who am I kidding-that was an understatement. 

Nancy and I grew up together as our lives changed. The one thing that didn't change was that I could always count on her. She was considered my niece after the adoption, but who really wanted to explain that to someone? So we called each other sisters. 

I was always jealous of Nancy growing up. It seemed as though she always did the right thing. I was the black sheep of the family. The one always getting caught, always grounded, always bringing home c's on the report card, and the one who never did anything right (that’s how it seemed at least). Nancy was a bright student, always did her chores, and seemed to always do the right things, but that all changed this past year.

It was ten thirty at night when I got a call from my dad. I was kind of worried because my dad never calls me that late. I pick up the phone and my dad is at the other end. He says in a mocking way, “Guess who got married?” I guessed so many names but Nancy was never one of them. After all Nancy had only been with her boyfriend for 4 months.

But I was completely of chart. Nancy had run off and got married 2 months after knowing this guy. She hid the fact for 2 complete months. Her own parents weren’t aware. We don’t know this guy and will never have the chance because she moved to Alaska. Yes! That’s right-Alaska!

This whole process has been horrible for our family. We feel as though Nancy has betrayed us. She didn’t tell us about getting married, she has lied to us over and over, and she has given up on who she is for this boy. (I say boy because he is only 18) We have heard a lot of negative things about this boy. We have heard that he is mean to her, that he wants to get her pregnant for the money, that they only got married for the money, etc. He seems like the type to beat her, and we tried to explain to Nancy that she doesn’t know him. We tried to explain that he could move her up there and abuse her. But she didn’t listen. She cut us off from her life and ran. I haven’t heard from Nancy since.

So! Here was the dream.

My sister and I get notification from someone that Nancy is in town. We heard that she ran back home but didn’t want to tell anyone. Apparently she was hiding out at the mall. So off we go!

We get to the mall and get handed these wrist bracelets. The guard says that they are used to track Nancy.

We rush up the stairs. The mall becomes a maze in my dream. I am running up and down stairs, into hallways, and through the many doors. In one door I see my cousin asking how to dance. So I show her how to booty dance. On the screen is a copy of the maze/mall. I see the dot that is supposed to be Nancy. She is right next door. Then I run into the other room.

There is Nancy in the corner crying. She is wearing a wedding veil. I am assuming it was in my dream to show that Nancy was married?! I run to her and ask her what is wrong. She tells me how Kyle beat her in Indiana. I asked her why she didn’t call home and she says she didn’t want to make my sister happy that she was right. I told her that we only want the best for her and we love her. She runs off. I tried to catch her, but she was gone. So I continue running through the maze to find her. I run upstairs and some creepy killer man comes running after me. So I tell myself, “Don’t go up those stairs again.” Of course I do by accident because it’s a maze.

After the man runs after me again, I wake up!

This was a scary dream because I hope that it never comes true. Even though Nancy has upset me, and has really hurt my family, we will always be there for her. No matter what we say! 

horoscope

This was my horoscope for today. STRANGE!

Your Daily Horoscope

You might not have heard from a close friend in a long time and worry a little, Capricorn. Perhaps this person wasn't well the last time you talked. If you can, it might be a good idea to call. Strange and unsettling dreams could plague your sleep tonight, but don't get too agitated. They aren't prophetic in any way. The symbols probably represent nothing more than psychic detritus released through sleep.

Awe

I had another dream of the same "Jacob" I have dreamed of before. I am NOT in the writing mood so here is the story.

We were at school, and were going on a field trip. I was engaged at the time-yes, to JJ. I got on the bus, and there was Jacob. He was gorge (in the dream). He knew how to make me smile, he knew how to hold me, he told me things that made me feel warm inside. He was Jacob. And I had a crush on him. We chatted the whole time on the bus. When we got to where ever we were going, we sat on the steps. We spoke of what we wanted in the future, his ex girlfriend (who I believe his still his girlfriend), and we spoke about JJ. It was something like this, "O yeah, I am engaged!" About that time JJ came down the steps. Gosh he was so beautiful. He was wearing a red shirt, a chain, his face was so presh, so clean, and his smile was amazing. He looked like MY JJ. And he was. As soon as he appeared in my view, I fell in love again. I left Jacob sitting on the stairs as JJ took me in his arms. He was MY fiancé, and he did all of the things Jacob did but more. I was in awe of him. 

I am in awe of him every day. He amazes me in every way! I love him.

The End. 

911

Earlier I mentioned that when I dream about my ex’s they tend to walk into my life somehow. I guess this is true for people in general. This is an older dream I had, but I thought I should share this with you.

I have a neighbor across the hall who I met on bad terms. A few nights after she moved in we had someone knocking on our door around 12:30 at night. JJ and I were cuddled up in bed, while my niece slept in her crib. I thought I heard someone at the door, but didn’t realize believe anyone we knew would be dumb enough to do so, so I ignored the first few knocks. The person however didn’t stop. The knocking continued on and on for ten more minutes. So scardy cat me woke JJ up to see who was at the door. He took his sword (the only hurtful object we have in the house) and went to the door. In the meantime I am on the phone with 911 just in case. JJ looked out the peep-hole of the door, but saw nothing. He even asked who it was, but no one responded. Finally the cops arrive and they pull a note off my door. The note says that my car lights are on and if needed to ask my new neighbor Whitney for jumper cables in the morning. I apologized to the cops for having them come out, but they said I did the right thing. (Btw a few weeks later someone down the street opened their door and someone stabbed him-which is what I was worried about) As we are speaking with the cops Whitney walks up. She immediately begins crying and screaming thinking the police is here to tell her bad news about her army husband. At this point I felt terrible. I would never want anyone to think their husband had been killed. I couldn’t imagine how she felt. The police tried talking to her to calm her down. Whitney had seriously been drinking. In fact, she was walking home from the store with a new six pack of beer. The cops immediately smell the aroma of beer on her and question her activities that afternoon. The drunken neighbor smarts off to the police as they tried to explain to her that constant banging on my door can be harassment if you knock for more than a few minutes. The night however ended on an okay note. At least she didn’t go to jail for public intoxication.

Great first impression we made huh?

Now that you know how we met our neighbor here is the dream.

JJ and I had been fighting and he told me that he had met someone else. I was really upset and hurt, but I went into my room to pack my things. Assuming you have watched the Saw movies you should know how the clown slowly rides his bike. A better way to describe it would be to imagine someone walking towards while a strobe light is on. Now that you have that image in your mind, picture my neighbor lunging at me from the side of my bed with a knife. She jumps up in the air about to stab me when her face looks like she’s in pain. As soon as she falls I realize that JJ saved my life. He stabbed her right in time. At that point all of our troubles were at ease and we were happily in love again. We stood their embracing each other when I awoke.

Crazy dream right? Imagine seeing this neighbor every day after that!

Here is the crazy part.

A few nights had passed. JJ took Ella Bella out for her night routine, while I got ready for bed. He walked into the bedroom with a note in hand. As you guessed the note was from Whitney. She was asking me to drive her to pick up her other vehicle. Thinking about my dream I questioned doing it. How was I supposed to know she wasn’t planning on murdering me? So, being the nice person I try to be, I gave a stranger a ride (don’t tell my parents!). On the way to pick up her truck I thought it was necessary to tell her about my dream. Her response: Well that’s just silly. If anything ever happened to you and JJ, I would kill JJ for hurting you. You’re my friend not him!

Needless to say I now feel comfortable seeing Whitney from time to time. JJ-Not so much! Ha-ha

Scream :o

 Ever seen the movie "Scream"? Well apparently I have way too many times. We were on the beach enjoying a hot day under the sun. I am not sure who I was with, but it was a group of friends. The beach was crammed full. People were swimming around in the water, laying out in the sun, and eating under a canopy. I was standing near the water enjoying my toes being in the sand. I turned my head around to look at the water when I saw the "scream mask" swimming around. At this point I just thought that my mind was playing tricks on me so I ignored it. I walked over to my friends standing under the canopy. I looked towards to the water one more time. This time there were several "scream masks" swimming around. When I say several I mean like more than ten. Freaked out I told my friends, who ended up thinking I was crazy (which I am starting to think in real life after having these dreams). As I slowly begin to turn my head back towards the water everyone began screaming and running out of the water. The only things left in the water were dead bodies and the "scream masks" swimming in the water. They began walking towards me when I awoke. 

Yeah, I am nuts! 

An ex is an ex for a reason!

Hey! I am super sorry that I have not been logging my dreams in. I just know that no one reads it so I feel like it’s pointless. However it is 1:19 am and I am TRYING to stay awake all night. I want to work tomorrow and if I went to bed now I would want to sleep all day. I remember a few of my dreams that I have had the past few days. So here they are!

Before I start blabbing about this one dream I had-please know this: I love JJ and JJ only. I have no regrets about my past relationships. I randomly dream about ex’s from the past, however I in no way miss them or think about them. Last but not least, NEVER do I think about the things I dream.

So here it goes!

I believe I was at some type of camp. It was like a community of people around. One person I recognized in my dream was an ex of mine. His name is Jacob, and we dated in seventh grade (like I said I have no idea why I dream about my ex’s). We dated quite a while, however it was nothing serious (I never kissed him-the closest we got to each other was a hug). Okay, back to the dream! I saw him from across the room. In my dream I had a serious crush on him. You know what I am talking about-like in the movies when the guy and girl glance at each other from across the room. It was like that! Well I also had a boyfriend in my dream. In real life he is the love of my life-JJ Hardin. <3 I was talking to some guy when he started abruptly shaking me. He tried to rape me, but I ran. Jacob ran over and grabbed me from this man. We ran to his car and sped off away from the “camp.” I was so excited to see that Jacob cared enough to save me. His car was like a mini-van in the front, but race car looking in the back. The crazy part is that later in the dream when his car changed into what looked like a camero. So Jacob and I are in this car speeding off into the sunset. I was so in love with him. In my dream he was my hero. We arrive at his house and he asked me to come in. I wanted to so bad, but at that point the fact that I had a boyfriend kicked in. I called JJ and let him know exactly what had happened. He was so worried about me that he got off the phone and drove to come get me. The end of the dream was Jacob being upset with me because I didn’t want to be with him. He left me sitting in his car waiting on my one and only. The end.

Like I said before I have no idea why but I dream these dreams a lot. Usually when I dream of my ex, they usually come into my life in some way. Haven’t ran into Jacob yet, and I hope I never do! 

It's A Secret!

I just want you to know that I have been dreaming. I know the websites state that you only dream if you sleep eight hours. I am proof that they are wrong. The past few nights I have had several dreams. I will wake up in the morning from a dream. The dream that I had just had is still vivid when I wake. As much as I would love to get up out of bed and ready, I also love my sleep and realize it  is way to early to get out of bed (I do this quite a lot actually) So, I lay back down and try to sleep again. I only sleep for another hour or two after this. Within this time I dream. When I do wake the the last dream is the ONLY dream from that night that I remember. All others simply fade away. 

The dream I had last night is a little more than I want to share with you. So, I will not write about it. Look for the next post! It should be interesting I hope! 

The Sequel

Nothing interesting happened last night. I did have a series of dreams but they were all pretty short. I had a dream I received a 90 on my test I just took. I also had a few other dreams but I don’t remember them. I kept waking up every so often and that’s what happens-I forget my dreams. But hey I hope my test dream comes true! J

The Old Man

Good morning! Well, actually it’s the afternoon but I just woke up. I stayed up late at night hoping to last all morning in case I had to work. However than plan started to fail around 230am. I was abruptly woken up from a dead sleep around 6 this morning by JJ’s alarm clock. But I do remember my dream from my 2^nd shift of sleep. I am referring to the sleep after JJ left for work until now.

I was with my nephew and his friends. (Weird) We were in a house that was either being fixed up or tore down. We ran throughout the house, just playing around. We weren’t supposed to be in that house. My nephew left some item in the house so we had to go back after it. For some reason (again I can’t control my dreams) my sister and brother and law took us back to the house. The house for some reason scared us half to death. It was very spooky. We wrapped presents for some reason and left the house. When we arrived at the house we all jumped out and ran into the house. Some old man was sitting in a chair surrounded by family. We gave him our gift. He unwrapped an actual dog. He laughed because apparently this was the fourth dog he had received that night. But ours was special. It was having puppies. And then I awoke. 

Here is what Google had to say about my dream:

To see an old man in your dream, represents wisdom or forgiveness. The old man may be a archetypal figure who is offering guidance to some daily problem.

To see an old, run-down house in your dream, represents your old beliefs, attitudes and how you used to think or feel. A situation in your current life may be bringing about those same old attitudes and feelings. Alternatively, the old house may symbolize your need to update you mode of thinking. To dream that your house is damaged, indicates your waking concerns about the condition of your house.

Snake Dream

After writing the first blog I used Google to see what my dream supposedly meant. Here is what I found:

To dream that you are eating a live snake indicates that you are looking for intimacy or sexual fulfillment. Your life is lacking sensuality and passion. If you vomit or throw up the snake, then it may mean that you are overcompensating for something that is lacking in your life. You may be rushing into something. 

To see a snake or be bitten by one in your dream, signifies hidden fears and worries that are threatening you.  Your dream may be alerting you to something in your waking life that you are not aware of or that has not yet surfaced. Alternatively, the snake may be seen as phallic and thus symbolize temptation, dangerous and forbidden sexuality.

Snakes!

This blog is dedicated to one of my good friends Brandi! We were discussing dreams and how I have one every single night. She came up with the idea to start a blog about them! So here I go! Thanks Brandi! 

Every night I will write a blog about my dreams. I am warning you-they are terrifying/crazy. I have always joked around with JJ that I am a Psychic. He probably thinks I'm psycho, because every morning I wake up and tell him about the crazy dream I had the night before. But hey, I enjoy them! 

So to get you familiar with this blog I will start out with last night’s crazy dream. Here we go! 

I don't remember the entire dream. I was supposed to write this as soon as I awoke, but I got busy and forgot. So please forgive me this will not make any sense-not that my dreams do anyway!

I remember I was at my Uncle Mark's house along with JJ and some of my family. Something was going on. (The part that I forgot) Then this large snake started chasing us. When I say large, I mean HUGE! We all ran into the house, and locked the doors. My aunt grabbed some sort of cleaning spray, opened the door, and sprayed the snake. The snake somehow died. The next thing I remember is being outside again after we rid of this snake. Then someone had a snake on a leash. This snake jumped down my throat. Literally! The person holding the snake pulled the snake out of my throat. And let me tell you-it felt so real. 

That was my dream. I warned you before you read. Weird dream huh? Well, I am going to bed. I am scared to say it, but GOODNIGHT!