So my frequent Zombie nightmares...
The classic one that was oh so unforgettable, that I had back
in grade 12. The one where me and my best friends at the
time (Andrew, Nicole, Bobby, & Adam) We all linked arms
and running to find an antidote because my brother had gotten
scratched by a zombie and we had very little time to find it and
cure him before he turned. So we're all running and then all of the
sudden, I'm by myself, looking around for my friends.
I end up in a mall, and there was a living room set up in some
furniture store, Bobby was sitting there watching tv, so I sat
beside him and we just rested and my head was on his shoulder
then after a while, I heard a "RAWRRRR." I looked to my
right and he was a zombie.
So needless to say, I ran away.
I then met up with Andrew, he told me he had lost
Nicole & Adam.. Meaning they were done for as well.
I can't recall if we actually found the antidote or not,
but we did go back to the truck where my brother was,
and he was a zombie, so either way it was too late,
I had lost him too.
It was probably one of the most frightening dreams
I have ever had, aside from it mainly starring Zombies,
I lost everyone important to me except Andrew.
So I had the dream analyzed, checked all the sites
online and whatnot and even had Lia do her smartypants
physiology stuff with it.
Every answer was pretty much the same.
The dream meant I am afraid of change and losing people
(duh, who didn't already know that about me?)
But the zombie part also means that there was some
obstacle in my life, and the fact that I always dream
of zombie attacks means that I have not yet over come it.
I still haven't figured out what the obstacle is ...
I would assume it's the "what am I doing with my life" thing,
cause that's been the only thing to bother me, and it's been
bothering me since15 years old ha ha.
But anyways, the dream ended up being true,
metaphorically speaking. I lost everyone in that
dream except Andrew. Him and I lost touch with our
best friends for one reason or another, and my brother
and I had that 2 year feud. And a part of that dream
Andrew was MIA, and that happened too.
So, I've had a few nightmares a week about zombies
as long as I can remember, then the other day, I had
a dream where I wasn't running. I was in a dollar
store and I was making a weapon out of anything and
everything and I was attacking, just going completely
buck on them. (which makes me laugh 'cause I always
say although blades don't need reloading, I'd have a gun in
a zombie attack 'cause I'm too scared to get close enough
for a blade to work.) But I ended up waking up that morning,
and questioning that dream all day. I attacked them?
I ATTACKED THEM! ...weird. Normally I'm running
and hiding, even in real life when awake, I'm scared of them.
I actually feel scared in my dreams... not that time.
So last night,
I have this dream and a bunch of us are hunting
them and attacking them. All of the sudden, I get
scratched, and I'm like, fuck it, not deep enough, I'm
strong, I'm okay. Then I get scratched again... again,
I'm not scared or upset that I'm going to turn into a
zombie or anything. I ended up waking up before
anything could come of it, but what does that mean?
The classic one that was oh so unforgettable, that I had back
in grade 12. The one where me and my best friends at the
time (Andrew, Nicole, Bobby, & Adam) We all linked arms
and running to find an antidote because my brother had gotten
scratched by a zombie and we had very little time to find it and
cure him before he turned. So we're all running and then all of the
sudden, I'm by myself, looking around for my friends.
I end up in a mall, and there was a living room set up in some
furniture store, Bobby was sitting there watching tv, so I sat
beside him and we just rested and my head was on his shoulder
then after a while, I heard a "RAWRRRR." I looked to my
right and he was a zombie.
So needless to say, I ran away.
I then met up with Andrew, he told me he had lost
Nicole & Adam.. Meaning they were done for as well.
I can't recall if we actually found the antidote or not,
but we did go back to the truck where my brother was,
and he was a zombie, so either way it was too late,
I had lost him too.
It was probably one of the most frightening dreams
I have ever had, aside from it mainly starring Zombies,
I lost everyone important to me except Andrew.
So I had the dream analyzed, checked all the sites
online and whatnot and even had Lia do her smartypants
physiology stuff with it.
Every answer was pretty much the same.
The dream meant I am afraid of change and losing people
(duh, who didn't already know that about me?)
But the zombie part also means that there was some
obstacle in my life, and the fact that I always dream
of zombie attacks means that I have not yet over come it.
I still haven't figured out what the obstacle is ...
I would assume it's the "what am I doing with my life" thing,
cause that's been the only thing to bother me, and it's been
bothering me since15 years old ha ha.
But anyways, the dream ended up being true,
metaphorically speaking. I lost everyone in that
dream except Andrew. Him and I lost touch with our
best friends for one reason or another, and my brother
and I had that 2 year feud. And a part of that dream
Andrew was MIA, and that happened too.
So, I've had a few nightmares a week about zombies
as long as I can remember, then the other day, I had
a dream where I wasn't running. I was in a dollar
store and I was making a weapon out of anything and
everything and I was attacking, just going completely
buck on them. (which makes me laugh 'cause I always
say although blades don't need reloading, I'd have a gun in
a zombie attack 'cause I'm too scared to get close enough
for a blade to work.) But I ended up waking up that morning,
and questioning that dream all day. I attacked them?
I ATTACKED THEM! ...weird. Normally I'm running
and hiding, even in real life when awake, I'm scared of them.
I actually feel scared in my dreams... not that time.
So last night,
I have this dream and a bunch of us are hunting
them and attacking them. All of the sudden, I get
scratched, and I'm like, fuck it, not deep enough, I'm
strong, I'm okay. Then I get scratched again... again,
I'm not scared or upset that I'm going to turn into a
zombie or anything. I ended up waking up before
anything could come of it, but what does that mean?
