The night before Easter, I dreamt that I met a guy, and he was about two or three years older than me, then I was stage left, way over by the side my feet just hanging off the side of the stage, and then the guy I met took me into his arms, stared at me in the eyes and chanted something, and his friends were chanting with him, and he thrust me into another guy's arms, and the guy turned me around and said, "kiss me" I was nervous, so I ran off but then I heard them talking about they would never make the mistake of initiating a stranger ever again, so I came back and kissed the guy. Then, I was by a pool like at a Y or a high school or something with the lanes and stuff, and I had a backpack that spilled and my Mom asked me about the stuff that was in it, and among those things, was a black book with a gold ankh on the front of it, and she asked me what it was, and I said it was just a journal, and so she let me go, but I knew I had been lying, though I didn't really know what about
2007-04-09
11:24:06
·
7 answers
·
asked by
Rachel
2
in
Mythology & Folklore