Sweet Dreams (Are Made of This)

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.