I think the place was haunted.
My family and I were all stopping in a hotel for one reason or another, all staying in the one room. At some point in the night, my brother woke in a terrified state, after a nightmare where groups of people were pointing at him, and staring wide-eyed at him with blank faces, like a horror film. Understandably, after waking, he was then afraid to make eye contact with my parents who were trying to comfort him. Consulting the parents handbook as it were, they went to last resorts to calm him down and give him a lollipop. Which worked.

It was about this time that I too was having one of my most memorable and freaky nightmares. I could see the hotel room clearly but saw my giant cuddly pink monkey levetate into the air and turn into a ghost -- a cartoony, sheet-over-your-head kind of ghost -- and then a hoard of people rushed into the room towards me, so I was panicked and scared. I woke up terrified too, and awoke seeking comfort from my parents only to find them comforting my brother after his nightmare. And despite my claims, they told me I was making up my nightmare so that I too could have a lolly, and refused to comfort me. Fucking parents. I don't mind not being comforted so much, but I missed out on a kickass drumstick lolly by being to slow to wake up!

Meh.

Oh, one more. While caravanning with my ex (we slept out in the tent) and her family, she woke me up from a nightmare I was having only for it to manifest while I was awake, and I feared that she was devouring my soul when she looked into my eyes -- typical dreamstuff, right? This last for a few minutes, my poor ex not knowing what to do.

But then I woke up properly and I sucked on her juicy ( . )( . ) norks for a bit in the kind of romp you can only have when you're away from home. Which was nice.
(mmmkay, Sat 25 Aug 2007, 6:10, Reply)