DreamRecordsept14,2005wokeup9pm

I woke up at about 9pm houston time Sept.14 2005



First thing I remember is opening a package that had 4 or 5 red bats in it.  I take one out of the package and next thing I remember is being outside some place that feels familiar looking for a place to play base ball.  I remember going all over many places not finding one until im on a familiar playground in Sandy I bounce a tennis ball a few times on the concrete and hit it with the bat and everyone there (there were many unfamiliar people)  weren't laughing but just happy, maybe even praising me.  I run to retrieve the ball and someone picks it up (not sure who)  and then the next thing I remember is being in a familiar house kind of like the one i grew up in but im not sure.  my dad is there and my niece lonnie.  And then my mom shows up angry.  We fight about someshing and she leaves again.  My niece and I then fight maybe because of the fight with my mom and she makes me feel like i'll regret it when she tells my dad.  I run towards another part of the house but it turns into a bar.  There isn't anyone there, it's empty.  I look around a little before i get some things that belong to me like maybe I worked there but more personal items like maybe I lived in this bar.  Then i remember falling asleep behind the bar on the floor.  I wake up in my dream by my dad rolling a pen off of the bar and it fell on to my head I think he did this on

purpose. i have a  blanket covering me i don't remember having on when I went to sleep and in my dream im confused.  I stand up and there is a guy watching me also behind the bar.  A guy I don't think I know but feels like he knows me.  I scramble suprized and confuzed to make sure I have all of my things but now there are many people in the bar.  The management is mad at me.  The bouncer searches me for something before I leave.  I head towards another part of the building looking for the way out and it turns into some kind of ice skating rink but I don't remember seeing any ice.  People were ice skating on the floors of this building which is dark but feels like a shopping mall with the lights turned off.  There is a rink with no ice yet people skate erywhere.  There is that guy again from the bar following me but i'm not worried.  I'm skating like everyone else but better.  I'm doing 360's jumps tricks over stuff on the ground, but my jumps get higher and better as I go on spendind more and more time in the air before I feel like im flying almost.  Im having so much fun.  Spending so much time in the air like i'm flying.  Then for some reason I remember i have to come down for something(not sure what)  and it's hard coming down like i'm stuck in the air towards the cieling and stuck to the wall but I climb down the wall  and walk towards the exit.  When I exit the building the next thing I remember is flying again but there is some girl i think martinique but I

cant remember a face and shes following me again.  I'm flying and she's running below me.  I'm being shot at from below by

black guys maybe 5 or 6 with uzi's.  They have a child and a tiger I feel like I have to rescue the child.  both me and

martinique are being shot at maybe even shot but we dont feel it.  I swoop down and get the child as I go back up I am

definately shot. it doesnt hurt but I remember not being able to fly.  So me and martinique run on.  Im carrying the child

and an unknown object while martiniwue and the tiger run behind me.  I cant fly so I desperatley give martinique the unknown object to lighten my load and With enought speed I can fly again.  We have a small unmemorable confrontation at a street corner with the people chasing us but we get away.  We run across the street into a public  park with many people all aroun us all races.  Ahead I see men on riding bikes with uzi's again.  again black people.  But these people aren't african american they are like south african or something. I still have the child in my arms i am flying and martinique is following me and the tiger behind her.  We exchange words wit the people with uzi's they are clearly looking for us but don't know we are who they are looking for and we pass by.  I feel like we got away then I wake up from my dream.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Starting a record of dreams I have while sleeping.

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