so young and cute
Well, now this makes me want to have another LOTR marathon all by my lonesome.
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Jeremy (undoing his belt *-*) in TROIX magazine.
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Reblogging for Harry Potter
This just might be why I hate life so much.
Then when I was 18 I wanted a little blue box to appear and take me away on fantastic adventures in time and space.
So I found myself in this mansion that kind of has the corridors of like a hospital with clean hallways but rooms that are vintage-y and old-fashioned classy. So it was this type of school for little children I guess, ranging from babies to people my age (I say that because I actually saw a few of my friends). So my mother was a teacher, a nursery teacher, taking care of the little babies. I guess I had finished some sort of training thing so I was going to get like a little kid, like the little buddy big buddy system. But I ended up getting this little boy, roughly eight years old, extremely skinny, who just kept following me around. So I kept him close to me. he was quiet and tense. so i went to the old lady’s room (the lady that owns the mansion) and I guess I was in her class or something and I was late, she glared at me and moved on with the lesson. I had to go to the bathroom so I went to turn on the lights, but the lights were crackling and dim. I thought I used the wrong switch so I tried the other switches (there was four) but only the air ventilation turned on. Then I looked in the room and realized there were no lights on at all. The lady was teaching the children to do put on make up in the dark, and the kid I was taking care of just disappeared. So I went out and I couldn’t find my mother so I got into this room that looked as if there was an assembly going on. In the back, I saw two employee type women so I went to them and asked one, “Is it just me or this school extremely weird?” and the woman just looked at me, or moreso glared at me and said, “Why does this happen when YOU come around?” and then just threw me in the air, making every head in the room turn to me. And I don’t know what I was thinking but I just started screaming, and my friend in the front said, “DON’T DO THAT!!” and then I realized I was in not a zombie apocalypse but a vampire apocalypse. One of my friends just turned to me and her nails grew out and she looked like those Venetian vampire fishes in Doctor Who. I tried to pretend like I was one myself, to try and get away but she held on and tried to bite me. Then I kicked her crotch and ran off. This old man who was in another room yelled out, “LOCK THE FRONT DOOR” as he got ripped into pieces (i know, gory.asdlgkjalskdjf) and I just ran, thinking about all the scenarios of a vampire popping out at me when I was alone running. Then I flashed into this third person point of view and saw my friends and adults who were vampires running with children in their arms through this hallway and then they split up as a group of them ran into another corridor (me just screaming NOOO). Then I found myself in another girl’s body (not me) thinking about what if I run into a room to hide and find a vampire in there and then I positioned myself close to the door. Then there was a vampire so I opened the door and then there was another one right outside the door. Then I changed POV again and saw the previous hallway, with children sitting side by side leaning against the wall, completely dead and gory and pools of blood everywhere. Then I became myself again, thinking about how everyone was so emotionless in the mansion, apart from me, my mom, and the people who were running away, how the lights wouldn’t work, and how most of the people, or students, there were girls. There was one friend who wasn’t a vampire who went and I could just tell. But the really weird thing about this was how a lot of the people who were the really scary emotionless teachers, were people from my church. asdlkgjaslkdjglkjaslkdjflkajsdgadsf and how REAL the gore looked. It was like an intensified version of the SHining where the twin girls were just asldkjglasdjf.
And the story behind the lights (when I couldn’t turn it on, there was a history lesson in my head) the woman was married to this man who I guess died and there was a scandal and the lights wouldn’t turn on. but it sounds extremely condensed because my mind is foggy about the story, I don’t really remember it. I just know that I dreamt up a story for the lights.
but this dream was just too aldjgaslkdjflj and real-life. I woke up, afraid to actually get out of my bed or show any part of my body and go turn on the switch. Then I manned up and ran to it. I later thought, “this would totally be a Doctor Who episode, except there wasn’t any Doctor Who. D:”
I just had this urge to type it out because I kind of want to remember this dream. It’s different and scary as hell but I wasn’t scared it was more, strange and weird scared than SCARED SHITELESS scared. y’know?
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