I was about 8 or so, and spending the night with my cousin, Paul. We were sleeping in his bed and about 3 am I woke up to see a small – about 2-foot tall  – girl standing in between Paul and me, facing me. She had long hair hanging over the sides of her head and no facial features at all. She was facing me. If she had eyes, she would have been staring right at me just about a foot and a half away from my face.

She was absolutely motionless, and so was I. She was so close that I was afraid to move one bit for fear that she would attack me. I’m sure it was only a few minutes, but it felt like a two-hour long stare-down. I finally decided that I had to do something, and in my 8-year old mind the best I could come up with was to smack her in the face. So I did, hard. I reached up and smacked here right where her mouth should be.

She fell backward and just then, Paul jerked awake and yelled “what’s going on?” I said “Did you see her?”

“See who? All I know is you just smacked the crap out of my foot!”

It was then that I realized that Paul had been sleeping with the knee of the leg closest to me bent, and on top of that knee was his foot, with the heel covered by his sock facing me. You see, the heel was the featureless face and the blanket was draped over the heel and hung down on each side like long hair, and there was just enough light in the room for me to not see this for what it was and see a faceless little ghost girl.

I was about 17 when I dreamed this:

It was night. A very good friend of mine, Leslie and I were walking at night toward our high school football stadium and it was pouring the rain, which we didn’t seem to mind. We both had on hooded raincoats.

The parking area we were approaching was really just a gravel lot with no lights, but we could see that it was lit up really well. When we got up close we could see that the parking area was lit up with temporary construction lighting and the parking area was not gravel anymore. It was a pond.

We saw that the police were there dragging the bottom of the pond, looking for a body. Leslie looked at me and said “I wonder who’s down there.” I said I don’t know, but I was really thinking, “I know exactly who it is and I don’t think that their death could have been harsh and cruel enough.”

The chain started coming up and it was lifting a body. At first I couldn’t see it’s face, but I could see its hands and feet – there were no shoes. Its body was bloated and its skin was white and puffy, like it had been underwater for a while. As they moved it toward the edge of the pond, the chain turned and spun the body in our direction to where we could see its face. It was a man’s face and it was horribly disfigured and had hollow openings instead of eyes, and I recognized him as the devil. Just when I recognized him, he actually leaned toward me, not the chain moving, but just the body. When he did this, I jerked awake.

Awake in my bedroom, my head was facing my closet, and there in front of my closet was the same figure, standing over my bed staring at me with those black hollow eye-sockets. I jerked the covers over my head and prayed, and prayed until I fell asleep.  It took months before I would fall asleep with my head facing that directions.

That was my scariest dream.

The next day, Gary and I came back with Pat to fix the damage to the siding that I caused. Pat and I were working and noticed Gary wasn’t around. We found him inside painting. We asked why he was painting when all we had to do was fix the siding. His response: “I love her. I’m gonna marry her.”

We asked what Gary’s wife would say, and he said she would be fine with it. So we all got in the truck to go get them married. Pat and Gary rode in the front, and I was in the back with the old lady.

Gary looked back at her and said, “Honey, we’re gonna have to clean you up first.” At this point I look at her and she is now toddler size, but still in her late 80′s. Gary picked her up and lifted her over the seat and placed her, naked into a wash tub full of soapy water in the floorboard and began to bathe her. The dream ended here.

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I was at the camp and showing a donor around the camp on a golf cart. As we started to go across the front yard of the old house, I noticed that the yard was blocked with old railroad ties. I called Pat over to see what we could do. He said we could have Gary move some of the railroad ties with the backhoe. So he called Gary on the radio who showed up in a golf cart. As he approached the pile of railroad ties, they were no longer there, but the ground started to cave in underneath him. 

Gary stepped on the gas to try and out run the hole opening underneath him, but he didn’t make it in time. The ground gave way and the golf cart started to flip over. Gary jumped out of the side right before it overturned. Pat and I ran over to see if he was OK. When we got to the hole we saw only Gary’s head and one foot sticking out of the mud. Pat grabbed his head and I grabbed his foot and we pulled him out safely.

We then looked in the hole and noticed lots of old camp things in the hole. I noticed a couple of old tv’s with really long backs (see photo). I told  Pat, “I guess we should stop burying our old stuff and get this stuff out of the hole.” To which he responded, “But, don’t we need all of this.”

I told him that since we buried it, I had forgotten this stuff was there and we would probably never get it back out. Besides it’s obviously what was causing our sink hole problems. He agreed. So we decided to store stuff elsewhere.

 My Commentary

• Pat does like to save everything at the camp, but to my knowledge we’ve never buried anything.

My Commentary

• I don’t know anything about the Jonas brothers except the fact that I think they are between the ages of 12 and 17, or something like that.
• Tori, is Tori Clements, who is in love with these children. She is the only reason I’ve even heard of them.
• Tori had proposed the name “Charles” to me recently for something and I thought to myself, “There must be a Jonas brother named Charles.”
• I currently have some leftover pasta in my refrigerator.
• I wish I could say who this guy is. He looked like a 50 year old news anchor, which I guess the Jonas brothers will look like in 40 years or so.

We are on vacation and drove about 2 hours away from our vacation spot to eat. The town were in is a college town and it is the night of apparently a big football game. I am out to eat with my family and we are seated so close to the people next to us it is really the same as sitting with them. So, during the course of the meal these college students invite us to come hang out, which we agreed to, but as I get close to their house I am alone now.

As I approach the front door they are yelling inside the house for my to run and get in the house immediately. I hear gunshots behind me, so I run in the house. As soon as I enter the door the firefight really heats up. I notice all of the people inside, including those who invited me are all wearing military fatigues, have guns, and are firing back at those outside firing at us. I yell at them to give me “a jacket” and a weapon. They provided the jacket but no gun. So I just stay on the floor and keep my head covered. After a little while the guns stop.

I ask the older man in the house who is obviously in charge, who I found out is a colonel, what is going on. His response is “We’re really in it now!”

I then go over to the window and look out and see everyone from the college on the loan of the house – all sports teams in their uniforms, band in uniform, teachers, students, everybody. No one has a gun or looks hostile in any way, but we are surrounded entirely by this huge crowd. I also notice that there are police and news helicopters flying overhead.

My next question to the colonel was, “Are we going to get arrested?” He responded with “Yes, but I’m going to talk to the president of the college and see if we can get a new building for our R.O.T.C.” I explained how I never even fired a gun, but he said it didn’t matter, “You’re with us now.” He then told me we would wait until morning and see how everything looked. So, I went in the next room and fell asleep.

The next morning, I got up and everyone outside was gone. So, I just left the building. I went and found Julie and explained how I escaped getting arrested and that we should just leave. We went back to where we parked the night before, which was just a temporary parking spot. So I found a parking ticket on the window for $1,200. I decided not to fight it, because I was afraid they’d realize I was part of the firefight. We then realized that we forgot the GPS and didn’t know how to get back to where we were vacationing.

My Commentary

I don’t know where this came from. I’m just glad I had something worth sharing.

First let me list the main players – John Krasinsky, Janeane Garofalo, Tommy Oaks, & Joe Cocker. John Krasinsky, is most known for playing Jim on The Office.  Janeane Garofalo is currently on 24. Tommy Oaks is my all time favorite preacher.  And Joe Cocker is just plain awesome.

This movie trailer had the song “Feeling Alright” by Joe Cocker as its background, which when you hear it will recognize it as being in many songs and movies.  Here’s a link so you can have a listen to a sampling of it – “Feelin Alright“.  It very much had the feel of a Disney movie.  Jim’s (Krasinsky’s) character was the typical well-dressed suit & tie guy, whose kids wanted more of their dad, and even though he deep down is a good guy, he’s just a little too busy.  The voice narrating the trailer is the guy you hear doing the narration for almost all of the movies.  In this one, since it is an upbeat movie, you need to hear his upbeat narration not his really dramatic narration.

If you know Tommy Oaks, think of him speaking in an almost whisper, but with his big close-mouthed grin.  If you don’t know him here’s a picture.

So here’s the trailer:

It opens with Jim coming into a shop with his 9 year old daughter behind him. He is busy talking on a cell phone, typing in a blackberry and holding files under his arm. Janeane walks in from the back of the shop and says to him, “Why don’t you tell you daughter the story of the candy?” To this, his daughter starts begging to hear it and Jim looks at Janeane with a look that expresses that she set him up.

Next “Feelin Alright” starts.  It’s only the piano intro at this point.  The scene is now animated and we see a hill with thousands of pieces of candy lined up along the top, and the narration starts over top of the music, “In a world where the M & M always wins.” We see all of the candy rolling side-by-side down the hill in a race. “One Spree didn’t know that he wasn’t supposed to win.” Now we see that a single spree moving out in front of the rest.

“Starring Jim, from ‘The Office’, Janeane Garofalo, and special guest, Tommy Oaks”. Up pops Tommy who says “Well, Alright”, and immediately the chorus begins playing, “We’re feeling alright, ah ha.” and the scene cuts back to the candy going down the hill. “Coming this Christmas…”

My Commentary

It ended abruptly there.  I don’t know if I did this one justice describing it. I obviously can see and hear it all, but for me this is one of my favorites.  I don’t remember other dreams with a soundtrack, or that were just a movie trailer. I particularly like that it introduced “Jim from ‘The Office’”.

Phil Keoghan from the Amazing Race has just awarded Julie and me with two new cars, one for each of us.  We weren’t contestants of the show, so I don’t know why he gave them to us.  I don’t really remember Julie’s but mine was a purplish-maroon hatchback.  I didn’t recognize the name of the carmaker, so I asked Phil about it and he told me that they were made by a government agency, but he did say which one.

After driving our cars for a while, we found out that the agency that made the cars was being shut down, and none of the cars they produced would run once the agency was closed.  We really liked our cars so I decided to look into this further. 

I went to a local garage.  It was a very run-down, old place.  I asked the men there if this was where I could talk to someone about the agency closing.  They told me that it was already closed and I couldn’t come in.  So I said, “Please, I really need to talk to someone.”  So they said “OK”.

When I got in the garage, I took an elevator down, what had to be several hundred feet underground.  When I got there I realized this wasn’t just a government agency. This was an entire society.  Everything there was really dirty and all the walls were concrete.  Someone showed me around.  They first took me to where people lived.  Everyone just had a room.  The room was very small; not enough room to lay down and there were no beds.

Next I was shown this field that went on for miles.  In this field were moms sitting next to baby carriages – thousands, if not millions of them.  Every mom had a tube coming out of her body, and a colored fluid was flowing from her bodies.  There were all sorts of colors.

I asked what this was.  They told me that all of them moms in the world above who are color-blind are brought down here with their babies, and the tubes were taking “their color” from them; not their pigment, just the color in their lives. 

I asked why they would steal their color and was told that the agency uses the colors from the moms to paint the cars, and since they were color-blind, they didn’t need it

My Commentary

Please someone read this and tell me what is wrong with me.

Julie and I are pulling to a stop at the bottom of a hill.  To be exact, the street that ends directly across from the Toyota dealership, that is next to Pal’s in north Johnson City.  We are behind another car.  We think we recognized the lady in the car in front of us, so we decide to get out of the car and talk to her.  As we walk up we realize we don’t actually know her, but we talk to her anyway.  I don’t remember what we talk about, but it was friendly.  Some other cars pulled behind us, so we decided we need to go on.

As Julie and I are walking back to the car, Julie comments to me how much she thought the lady looked like Brittany Murphy.  I get in the car first and drive off not realizing that Julie isn’t in the car with me.  I got a couple hundred feet and she called my cell to tell me to come pick her up.  I tell her I would get through this short work zone and come back for her.

As I am coming out of the work zone, I hear sirens and look in the mirror and see flashing lights and I am being pulled over.  What pulls me over is not a police car, but one of those big speed displays that sits on a trailer by the road and shows the speed of drivers passing by.

This one had lights on top and a siren and drove itself around.  There was no police officer.  This thing sounded its siren, turned on its lights and followed me to a stop, where it sat behind me and flashed my speed at me.  I had been speeding and that is the speed it flashed at me.  No ticket, I guess it just pulled me over to let me know how fast I had been going.

Julie and I are at the camp near the new pool, beside a large old shack.  We saw a couple approaching, so we decided to hide in the shack.  I don’t know what made us want to hide from this couple, since we didn’t even recognize them.  They looked to be about our age. 

I don’t think they saw us, but they came into the shack and saw us then.  They spoke to us, but were much more interested in what was in the shed.  They started looking through old pictures that were in there and talked about when he was in charge of maintenance for the camp.

After looking at the pictures, he saw a valve on some pipes and said, “I remember these”, and he started to open the valve, which caused water to go pouring into the pool at a very high pressure.  I went over and closed the valve and asked him not to do that again.

They then turned their attention to boxes of games that were there.  The lady picked one up and asked what it was.  I explained that that one actually belonged to Julie and me personally, but that it was one of the most fun trivia games and they could borrow it if they liked.  I pulled out a few questions and slid them one by one into the envelope with the little red window to reveal their answer.  No matter which one I put in, they weren’t impressed, until I got further into the box, where I discovered several boxes of plastic spoons, knives , & forks.  This they were very impressed with and asked if they could have the plastic ware.  I gladly gave them to them.

The man then went over and opened a crate on the floor.  I was looking directly at the crate when it opened, and inside staring back at me was a small, fury, menacing creature whose eyes glowed and had a very evil look.  For some reason I knew that as long as I held its gaze it wouldn’t attack, but the moment I looked away it would attack and kill me.  How I knew this, who knows, but I knew this to be true.

It started moving toward me, and without looking away I reached down and picked up a board.  I swung at this thing several times, but it was very quick.  There was no way I was going to hit it.

The scene suddenly changed.  We are now in our house and the couple is no longer with us, but this thing is still approaching and dodging my attempts to kill or capture it.  I reached over and pickup our couch (adrenaline kicked in I guess).  I threw the couch down the stairs at the little creature.  It came out from underneath the couch still approaching with an intent and menacing stare.  Something got my attention for just a split second, so I barely looked away and that was all it took.  It dove at me, and I jerked awake.

Awake in the bed I looked across the room, and sitting on Julie’s vanity is this same small creature with its glowing blue eyes.  I was awake enough to know I couldn’t be seeing this.  I rubbed my eyes and strained them in the same direction as the eyes staring at me.  Sure enough, those eyes were still staring at me.  After a few seconds I figured it out.  Julie’s laptop was on the vanity.  One of the eyes was the battery light the other was its reflection in the vanity mirror.

My Commentary

Despite being scary and intense, this was a fun dream.