Terrifying Dream (original) (raw)

I just had the worst dream ever. It was really terrifying. I must warn you that it contains graphic.. um violence isn't really the word. Accidental death is about right I suppose. For me one of the most terrifying things is how specific it is to my life right now. I've also explained all the connections to my life thatI saw. I was chasing 3 baby penguins around my house, but the cage i was putting them in had no top so I'd get two and while I was looking for the third they'd both get out. THere was also a 4th penguin but I made no move to capture him, being more concerned about the other 3. This went on for a long time. My dad was yelling at me to just get them because we had to go. They were bringing me out to the dorms. But I wasn't packed yet because I kept trying to use the boxes and laundry baskets and things to catch the penguins. They are all finally trapped in one room. so I try to construct a cage that will keep them all safely held. Once I'm done with it I look up to see my brother adding wood to the fire in the fireplace. But once I focus my eyes against the light of the fire i realize that the penguins are all lying comatose around him and one is even in the fireplace. I think that they are either dead or dying and yell at my brother for killing them I pick them up and carefully put them in the new cage and bring them to the bathroom. They don't look so good so I'm going to try to cool them down and refresh them with a cool bath. I put the cage down and turn on the tap to the tub. The penguins have revived a little bit but the one that was in the fireplace still looks weak. I gently take him out of the cage and place him in the water. He starts struggling and cheeping in pain. I take him out of the water and put him on the rim of the tub. I start to fiddle with the knobs to make the water more comfortable for him. The pain woke the penguin up and he starts moving around. He falls off the edge of the tub, even though I move to catch him he lands in the tub. There is a sickening crack and he suddenly stops moving so energetically. I pick him up carefully hoping beyond hope that he is alive, that it was his beak hitting the porcaline, but as I see the neck closer it is at a wrong angle and I can feel the broken bones grinding against each other as he stuggles to breathe. The last thought I had was that I needed to kill him to put him out of his misery. I forcefully woke myself up to avoid actually doing it.

Translation to my life : Now that I have had time to think about it, the dream actually has real life connotations. There were three baby penguins and I have three exams tomorrow and have only taken three classes this semester. THere was a 4th that I was going to add and even had the professor fill out the paperwork, but I never persued it and filed to join the class. I always seem to only have one or two classes under control, then when I try to get all three I loose control of all of them. I am leaving campus on wednesday and haven't packed yet. Also my dad was always telling me to go to classes and just do my assignments, my parents don't understand how hard that is for me. My brother was just diagnosed with add as well, though I assumed I'd be helping him rather than the other way around. Over the last few weeks I have finally gota grip on all of my classes and I am studying to take the finals. I wonder if this dream means that I'm going to fail at least one class. I say at least one because I don't know what happened to the other penguins.

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