creatures on my bed.

so, i got up at three-thirty this morning, jolting awake to an amazingly cold room, sheets torn aside, and all the lights off. why? because nightmares rule my life. well, my dreams anyway.
i knew my father would be waking anytime, from half an hour to an hour from now, but i got up anyway. i walked out to the kitchen, followed by my creatures, and grabbed a cup of ICE water. more ice then water, mind you, but the cold helped wake me up. the monsters followed me back into my room. i grabbed my pillow, threw it on the floor, and sat on it. the creatures curled up on my bed.
i looked at them. with a little light on, with my mind actually awake, they werent that terrifying. but i knew that as soon as my eyes closed, i would be pounced upon, and eaten quickly. or at least beaten.
okay, yes, i know that they're just in my mind, but we never know how much your mind has power. and i bet you want to know what monsters these horrors are.
well, for starters, theres always spiders in nightmares.
and there will always be my best friend, as the hero that took the chance to have control.
in my mind, theres never a hero. just choices to save things. which ususally people dont take if it involves me.
but theres always me as the person left outside in the baking sun and the pounding snow.
and theres always a guy. the advantage taker that, in my dreams, takes me at every chance he gets. when i say no, he just goes at it harder, more passionate.
and blood. for some reason, theres always blood in my nightmares.
i know what you're thinking. the "wow, shes got to be crazy to be dreaming about these things!" well, sure. i could be.
or it could be just that i have an overactive imagination, and that the fact that i write unhappy things just before i go to bed can be tearing my mind apart.
but anway, i was sitting on the floor, looking up at these creatures on my bed, and smiled.
my best friend scratched his head and laughed evily, the horrible guy smiled at him and pet a spider, the spiders just sat there and watched me with all their eyes. but, in this most recent nightmare, there were a TON of dogs. the only good thing.
and for some reason, my favorite, one was laying on my bed. he looked at me, and licked my nose. i touched where his tounge did, it was cold.
i saw these creatures, grabbed an icecube, and curled up on the floor.
next time i looked up, i was alone.
like usual.

i fell into a dreamless sleep, to most people. as i layed there, if you paied close attention, you could notice my fingers moving, as if on a piano. to get rid of the thoughts of them, which always linger, i played. in my mind; which was full of the music. i couldnt see, taste, touch, smell; only hear. it saved me until six-thirty.




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OKAY, i have VBS today.
with about six little kids.
can i say SCARED, much?

sure, they're just kids, but i'm an increadibly impatient person.
and recently, noise is NOT my thing.
great.

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and i was listening to the song called "LOVE SONG"
i've never actually listened to it before.

but, now i want someone to sing to me.
hahahaha
i dunno, i like to hear people.
i have this thing with NOT BEING ALONE.
home alone is okay
but around people alone isnt.
weird, ehh?


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okay, i really should get ready to leave his house.
think they'll let me post more then one blog a day?
there'll be more to say soon.
haha