Asking me to pick a favorite nightmare is like asking a parent to ‘fess up and admit who their hands down favorite child is.
I love all my little nightmares equally- but here are a few that I do love more then the rest:
I had this nightmare back when I was about 12.
The Soldiers With Silver Eyes
I was walking to school and it was dark outside.
I saw the sun shining in the sky but the sky was jet black and I knew it was morning because the stars weren’t shining.
This was morning.
There were only a few people on the street- a couple of kids walking to school and a people sleeping on the sidewalk- and even though I knew I shouldn’t I stopped to look at one of the sleeping people.
The lady was on her side and I leaned down and pulled her shoulder towards me and when she rolled over I saw her face was gone.
I tried to push her back on her side and no matter how hard tried she kept rolling on her back and that’s when I heard someone say, ” they took my face, they took my face.”
I looked up, I didn’t want anyone to see me with the dead woman with no face.
That’s when the Jeep with the soldiers pulled up to the curb.
” Get away from that.” One of them said.
I looked up and saw the Soldiers had silver eyes, and when I looked into those eyes it was like looking into pools of liquid.
” She said someone took her face.”
” Nobody took her face. “
I looked down.
” She has no face. “
” Stay out of the open.”
” But she wants a face.”
” Stay out of the open. I kneeled down and reached for the place where the woman’s face had been.
” Stay away from the open. Stay out of the open.”
Someone grabbed my hand, pulled me away and I thought my face was about to be ripped out. Instead someone pushed me down the sidewalk towards my school.
” None of them have faces anymore. They needed air, we don’t. Now go to school. I saw my reflection in the Soldier’s liquid silver eyes and in them I saw my own face exactly where it should be and my silver eyes…
and I went to school.
The High Ceiling
(One of those repeat dreams)
I was standing in the center of a beautiful room.
The wood floor dark brown and the walls were decorated with tapestries- they were gold and red.
There wasn’t a door, but that didn’t matter because I thought for sure there was a key and if I found the key I could leave but why would I want to?
It was such a pretty room with a long table and a highback chair for me to sit in.
I sat down and I loved that room.
I looked up and the ceiling was high and curved and painted on the ceiling was a picture of a summer sky.
It was a beautiful bright blue summer sky.
I looked up and thought I could feel the sun on my face.
And then the sky went dark and the room went dark and I heard a click and I felt the room dropping down and down and down and when it hit the bottom I looked up and wondered if I would eventually sleep in my grave or would I be here awake in the dark forever.