Giant Bird March 28, 2011
Posted by Dreamer in Dreams.Tags: bird, Dreaming, Dreams, Fergal, fight, Garden, Gun, mom, Scary
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My mom, Fergal and I were all standing in my room looking out the window. There was a huge bird flying around the gardens. It was probably about the size of an eagle but it looked more like a mythical creature. It kept swooping down into the gardens and everyone was too afraid to leave their houses. Somehow I know that it was keeping us all hostage on purpose.
At this stage it was clear that something had to be done or we’d be stuck inside forever. My mom wanted someone to kill it but she said that she wasn’t able to. I volunteered to do it if I didn’t have to leave the house as I said I was willing to try but not willing to kill myself.
I opened the big window a crack and my mom handed me what I thought was a crossbow. When I looked down at the weapon it turned out to be a toy crossbow made of pink and purple plastic. The arrows for it were made of purple foam.
I can’t remember anything after that.
Dreamer xxx
Giant Bird February 5, 2011
Posted by Dreamer in Dreams.Tags: bird, Dreaming, Dreams, Fergal, Home, mom, Shoot, Threatening
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My mom, Fergal and I were all standing in my room looking out the window. There was a huge bird flying around the gardens. It was probably about the size of an eagle but it looked more like a mythical creature. It kept swooping down into the gardens and everyone was too afraid to leave their houses. Somehow I know that it was keeping us all hostage on purpose.
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At this stage it was clear that something had to be done or we’d be stuck inside forever. My mom wanted someone to kill it but she said that she wasn’t able to. I volunteered to do it if I didn’t have to leave the house as I said I was willing to try but not willing to kill myself.
I opened the big window a crack and my mom handed me what I thought was a crossbow. When I looked down at the weapon it turned out to be a toy crossbow made of pink and purple plastic. The arrows for it were made of purple foam. She assured me that they were what it took to kill the bird.
I leaned out the window and was very aware that I could easily fall. I called over to Fergal and asked him to hold on to me in case I lost my balance. With Fergal making sure I wouldn’t fall I leaned back out of the window and took aim at the bird, which was now perched in a tree in our garden. I pulled the trigger but I had forgotten to load the crossbow so nothing happened. Every time I tried to load it I kept dropping the purple foam arrows all over the floor.
I don’t know if I ever loaded the crossbow or killed the bird.
Dreamer xxx
Train Station Restaurant November 3, 2009
Posted by Dreamer in Dreams.Tags: bella, bird, Chipper, chips, Chris, cold, Dad, Dog, Dreaming, Dreams, edward, food, guitar, kid, lawnmower, magazine, marry, mean, rain, remarry, restaurant, screech, Summer, Train, turkey, tv, twilight, waffles, wet
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I was meant to be going out somewhere but it was really wet and cold outside so I was trying to find a way to make my outfit warmer. I felt like I would catch a cold if I went out in my normal clothes (I actually woke up with a cold after having this dream). I tried putting on these grey knee socks and somehow they made a huge difference.
I was with Chris and another guy in a restaurant but the restaurant was where my train station usually is. They sold all kinds of food including whole turkeys except the turkeys were tiny; slightly bigger than your hand. Chris decided just to get chips, I got waffles and the other guy got a turkey. I asked him how the turkey was and he said it was a little dry to which I responded, “Turkey’s a little dry…turkey’s a little dry?!” As we were eating I noticed that there was a magazine section and it was full of magazines about waffles. There was “Weekly Waffle”, “Waffle Digest”, “Reader’s Waffle”, “Waffles-R-Us” and loads more. Even in the dream I found this bizarre.
Then the dream cahnged completely and I was a girl I’d seen on tv a few days ago. She had had acid thrown in her face and had loads of reconstructive surgery. I was her leaving her house for the 1st time in a year. It was a lovely, hot summer’s day and I was going to walk to her/my dad’s house. As I walked along I felt relieved that no one was staring at my face. There were loads of people sitting outside their houses playing guitars. When I got to her/my dad’s house, some little kid who was apparently my brother was using one of those ride-on lawnmowers.
Then my identity changed again and I was Bella from Twilight. I waved to the kid and he seemed happy to see me. We could hear a chirping sound coming from behind the hedge. Somehow we knew it was a baby bird and it was hurt. My little brother starting getting upset and telling me to get the bird. I tried but I couldn’t see a way to get to it. My dad then came out to see what was going on. He was neither my actual dad, Bella’s actual dad nor the girl from the tv’s actual dad.
Anyway he got his dog to fetch the bird without hurting it and started to bring it inside. Apparently it was a snipe. Suddenly the mother bird appeared on the lawn and started screeching at him and it actually sounded like she was saying, “Don’t you hurt my baby!” He said he was going to nurse it back to health. We went inside but my little brother stayed outside playing. At this point it became clear that Edward from Twilight was actually my step brother and we had never been in love or anything like that. He was my dad’s son from his 1st marriage and had moved away years previous. My dad started saying that Edward would’ve figured out a way to get the bird quicker and why oh why did he have to remarry and have me. It was a really mean thing to say but I didn’t get upset at it, I just ignored it.
As far as I’m aware that was the end of the dream.
Dreamer xxx
