Dreams

I tried a little thing back in June, when I would wake up from a dream, I would grab my MacBook Pro and quickly try to summarize all of my memories from that dream. I still want to write my dreams, but it is hard to actually roll over and grab the computer or journal to write when you wake up. I encourage everyone to try this though.

Here are the rough drafts... what I wrote down after waking up (please excuse spelling and grammar).

May 28, 2008: First a court scene, where I am testifying that I never stole someone else’s work to write a story that I had written for a high school english class named “New Cats”. I am sentenced to 13.5 years, not much detail during my jail time. I am out of jail finally, there are signs everywhere for churches and random things about how bad I am in my front yard. I walk inside, when two cop cars (one is CISD police) park outside my house. My vision pans to two girls looking out a window, one of them screams “NOOOOO!” in anguish because she does not want me to go away to jail again. The two police men taunt me as I continue to claim my innocence. They tell me to turn the hate signs around in my yard (I had turned them so they faced the house and no one could read them.) I refused to turn them around stating that it was my property and I didnt have to, the smarty police men sneered back that “He thinks I should turn them around.” I start talking to other police men about my story, he asks me “Was New Cats about…”, “About what!?”, I questioned back. “About sex?” he finally asks me. I immediately replied back with anger, “NO!”. I tell him to come read the story to see if he sees anything wrong with it. I pick up my MacBook Pro, and search New Cats in order to find my story. In doing so, I accidentally click on a website that I used for a picture of the New Cats, but quickly click out of it before the police men accuses me of any more copyright infringement. I cannot find it, and realize its on the desktop PC in the living room, I tell the officer, but then realize again that the screen is broken, and I cannot think of a way to get it…. END.

June 2, 2008: We drive back into the woods and ramp the car up into a tree and get it stuck there. While Josh and two other guys get out to walk around in the trees I stay in but lean the wrong way and the car starts to fall out of the trees, it is a big fall but I put my seat belt on because of my friends yelling to do so. The car ends up falling on its tires and the cops show up just as I land on the ground, they check on me to see if im ok then I drive around and park the car. The cops are now searching in the bushes and stuff for weed. They tell us we dont look like pot heads (and then jokingly state, except for this one, while pointing at me). One of the head cops tells us he is going to pull us over tomorrow if he catches us going 66 miles per hour, and give us drug tests for 4 years. The scene switches to a party, I am walking around having a good time when I walk over to a corner because I was hiding from I think cops. I am in a corner and a voice says, now clay is going to kill you for revenge on the many times you have tried to kill him. He was doing like a spider walk thing from ninja warrior above me with a syringe in his hand. I run away and he backs me into a bathroom corner, I plead with him, when have I tried to kill you? He says something then tries to hit me with two syringes, they both fall to the floor as I dodge. I pick the syringes up, “Now your dead b***h” I run around and now him and brad are in a room, and brad throws a syringe and hits me in the hand. I think I am poisoned and my throat feels like its going to close up, I find a syringe and throw it back at brad, nailing him in the same spot. (the poison in the syringe is a blue neon liquid). I then start to beat him senseless, smashing his head into tables and repeatedly punching him in the face, when he turns to me and sarcasticly says “yea, just tear me up, rip me to shreds”. Then I look at him and say, yeah, it is pointless. I end up walking outside and find a convieniently located ambulance driver, tell him ive been poisoned, he rushes me to the hospital. I get there with my dad and sister. When I get there I walk in and see brittany whigtman filling out paper work (she asks me who im seeing, I shrug and make a dumb face, my dad says, “Dr. Green”), and I also see joseph wiesbach as a girl and chelsea harris working there. I go back to doc green and my dad lets him know whats up, he shakes his head and pulls out a binder full of information… END.

June 9 2008: Panther Creek shopping center… some kid who just looks like your average punk runs by and steals josh mowl’s wallet and cell phone. Josh looks at him and says, “aww man!” and looks really angry, but doesnt chase after him. I look at him running off, and decide to chase him. I chase him once by myself, but canot get him. Then he comes back around and it is me and 3 other guys chasing him. He finally gives up on running and turns around and charges at me like he wants to fight. When he gets to me I get him in a head lock and bring him to the ground, I repeatedly punch him in the face while keeping him in the head lock. END.