The Five Senses
DiaryINDEX|past|will
2002年02月01日(金) |
dreams of.... |
I had bad dreams recenly.
I always wake up around 4am, when I had such a dream.
A dream about that a gang chase me to kill. I tried to run away from them. It was scary, but kinda funny also. because the boss of the gang was P.diddy.
Tne next one was about I was on the plane. That plane clashed into the ocean. This one was soooooooooo scary. Still I can remember how I felt.
The last one, I dreamed it a few days ago. I couldn't get back to sleep because it was too scary. Scary, like I've never had such a dream. Never. When I awoke from the dream, my whole body had goose bumps. Then I lighted on all my lumps in the room. and I sat on the chair, and tried to read a text to forget about the dream. I even couldn't turn on music, because the player is near the window, and I didn't want to close the window.
I tried to get back to sleep, but when I close my eyes, the images of the dream come back. It was so nasty.
The dream was.... I saw someone suiside.
3:45に目が覚めた。 あんな夢見た事がない。 死ぬほど気持ち悪くて、怖くて、6時まで結局寝られなかった。
人が自殺する夢。
いまいちよく分からないストーリーなのだが、 映像の一つ一つに奇妙な所があって、本当に気持ち悪かった。 あんなに恐ろしい夢をみたのは初めてだ。
目が覚めてから、しばらくすると全身に鳥肌が立ち、 鏡を見るのも、窓を見るのも、CDをつけに行く気にもならず、 目を閉じる事も、瞬きをするのさえ嫌だった。 なんなのだろう。 いったいなんなんだ。なんなんだ このごろ。 夢見が本当に悪い。
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