There's a gnome in my wall!
Oct. 31st, 2010 02:33 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
maccadoleI had trouble falling asleep last night. No, wait, I had trouble going to bed last night. I was kind of worried and couldn't relax, so I didn't even want to attempt to fall asleep. I think I had a lot of stuff piled up, because then I kind of freaked out for about a minute. Then I felt better right after.
When I finally did go to bed (around four in the morning) I fell asleep at once. I woke up at half past noon, with my phone next to my pillow. Oops. I must've turned the alarm off in my sleep.
During the night I had a dream that![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
frejasanne was here, hanging out, in my room. While I was talking to her my breath started fogging up. Hers too. The room went a little chilly and dim. I was yelling about it being a ghost - because "clear signs omg!!" - and crying out for Dean and Sam to come save me. Because I was sort of scared.
Then I hear scratching and clawling noises in the wall above my bed. A tiny stick thing pokes through the wallpaper and starts to slowly saw its way through it, down, and then turning to make a tiny five by five inch square opening. So that just keeps sawing through my wallpaper, and I always knew it sounded weirdly hollow at that spot! (Which it does, IRL, which is the freaky part.)
I'm freaking out by this point. Then the wallpaper square drops, and there's a tiny door there to some vent thing or... whatever it may be. It's a freaky little pipe entrance to my room, anyway, and it's been there all along and now some thing is trying to get through it to KILL and/or EAT ME or something equally horrible!
So I run away.
And then it's later. I'm outside and it's day. It's like I dreamt it, in the dream, yet not. It was just very surreal. I check my voicemail and I have a message from a friend saying something COMPLETELY INSANE happened to her, and she's freaking out a little bit. Tells me about the exact same thing. I call her up and yell about having it happen to me too and how it wasn't a dream, it was real, and we need to meet asap!
Then we do meet. Another friend comes, too. One we have in common. I try to tell them about it, but then somehow it turns into me telling them something else, and it's really important to me, but they're all "Nah, sorry, got to go!" while I'm pouring my heart out. I'm desperately saying that I can hurry up and just tell them in a second flat, but they're all "Naah, sorry, gotta go, but you know see ya!"
And then I'm left all alone out there in some weird nature place with lots of open space and rocks.
Then I woke up.
I have weird dreams.
Clearly I'm still stressed about stuff.
And I miss my friends. Also, last night, me writing about them not reading my LJ probably explains the bit where they didn't care to hear my announcement in the dream. I did say I want them to care more about what I do in life, lol. And in the dream that was kind of the same problem. So that explains that.
Ah, well. My life and brain are weird.
DFTBA
Mac
When I finally did go to bed (around four in the morning) I fell asleep at once. I woke up at half past noon, with my phone next to my pillow. Oops. I must've turned the alarm off in my sleep.
During the night I had a dream that
frejasanne was here, hanging out, in my room. While I was talking to her my breath started fogging up. Hers too. The room went a little chilly and dim. I was yelling about it being a ghost - because "clear signs omg!!" - and crying out for Dean and Sam to come save me. Because I was sort of scared.Then I hear scratching and clawling noises in the wall above my bed. A tiny stick thing pokes through the wallpaper and starts to slowly saw its way through it, down, and then turning to make a tiny five by five inch square opening. So that just keeps sawing through my wallpaper, and I always knew it sounded weirdly hollow at that spot! (Which it does, IRL, which is the freaky part.)
I'm freaking out by this point. Then the wallpaper square drops, and there's a tiny door there to some vent thing or... whatever it may be. It's a freaky little pipe entrance to my room, anyway, and it's been there all along and now some thing is trying to get through it to KILL and/or EAT ME or something equally horrible!
So I run away.
And then it's later. I'm outside and it's day. It's like I dreamt it, in the dream, yet not. It was just very surreal. I check my voicemail and I have a message from a friend saying something COMPLETELY INSANE happened to her, and she's freaking out a little bit. Tells me about the exact same thing. I call her up and yell about having it happen to me too and how it wasn't a dream, it was real, and we need to meet asap!
Then we do meet. Another friend comes, too. One we have in common. I try to tell them about it, but then somehow it turns into me telling them something else, and it's really important to me, but they're all "Nah, sorry, got to go!" while I'm pouring my heart out. I'm desperately saying that I can hurry up and just tell them in a second flat, but they're all "Naah, sorry, gotta go, but you know see ya!"
And then I'm left all alone out there in some weird nature place with lots of open space and rocks.
Then I woke up.
I have weird dreams.
Clearly I'm still stressed about stuff.
And I miss my friends. Also, last night, me writing about them not reading my LJ probably explains the bit where they didn't care to hear my announcement in the dream. I did say I want them to care more about what I do in life, lol. And in the dream that was kind of the same problem. So that explains that.
Ah, well. My life and brain are weird.
DFTBA
Mac
