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Another Dream I had about... a 'dog'?
17 years ago
-le sigh-
I had a wonderful, most spectacular dream last night! I'm so happy that I get to have these wonderful imaginative dreams on occasion. Some people tell me they don't really dream much, and I think that's just terribly tragic. To dream something amazing brings me such a good feeling. I think that's why sometimes I sleep for up to 20 hours. Of course, I don't sleep that much all the time, no! I feel somewhat lucky because I if I wake up, I can go right back to sleep to finish the dream, so long as I don't get up or something.
Well, I'm going to write you a story based off of my dream. Mind you, it's not going to be
100% accurate, because to remember a complete dream is sometimes so hard to do. Here we
go.
IF ANYONE KNOWS how to interpret my dreams, I'd LOVE to hear their interpretation, please!
I wonder why it's not doing paragraphs. D=
~*~*~*~
It was my birthday today! I was sitting out on the porch admiring the green trees rustling in the wind. I loved living in Indian. It's basically a spacious neighborhood in the middle of the Alaskan wilderness. Of course the City is a mere 25 miles away, which I think is perfect. A dirt road passed our house and led down to the salty peninsula sea.
If you were to stand on the road next to my house, you can just barely see a glimpse of the silvery water framed between the canopy of trees that led to it. It only took 7 minutes to walk to the sea, but you have to cross the highway first. The highway led you on a 100 mile journey to my second home; Seward Alaska. Between my house and the ocean was a second house which was chain-fenced off. It was hidden by more birch trees, but the person who lived in it was a wonderful, friendly fellow. He kept a few chickens which sometimes comes to visit us.
There were a lot of people here. Mom and bill were holding a BBQ for me, but I don't know anyone here. It's still a friendly, warm atmosphere that she has provided me, complete with warm laughter. I walked to the back of my house and entered through the back door, leading almost directly to my bedroom. It was very small, but cozy. I had organized it just right so everything fit. I was lucky because when I opened my green velvet curtain, I can see the forest on the other side. The curtain was a piece of cloth I had found while looking through the storage area that had things from long, long ago. The piece of cloth was the most beautiful shade of green ever, so I hung it across my window to filter out the light.
I was sitting by myself outside. The sun was preparing to rest behind the mountains to my right. This was my favorite season. There were no mosquitoes, it was neither too hot, nor too cold, and the leaves on the trees were at their largest, before they begin to turn for the winter. But everyone was inside, finishing up their dessert. I stood up and started walking towards the forest. A single bird was chirping it's goodnight call, as the tip of the sun touched the towering mountain to my back. I stepped further into the forest.
"Wait!" I looked back in surprise. A strange looking lady stood there, dressed all in white. She had a small box with her.
"Here, this is yours." she said, holding it gently outwards. I didn't remember seeing her here, maybe I missed her. I smiled shyly.
"Oh my gosh, thank you!" I exclaimed, touched that someone thought to give me their gift like this.
"You're welcome, I have to go now." She said. She was gone before I knew it. I looked down at the gift curiously. It shifted, and I jumped in surprise, almost dropping it. It moved again, and a small dog, a miniature pincer jumped out. I looked at it stunned. It sat there, surveying it's surrounding smugly before giving itself a good scratch behind the ear, as if it were saying “Yeah, it'll do.”
“Um, hi?” I said, trying to get it's attention. He looked up at me.
“Hey.” He said “How's it going?” I held my breath, shocked. “What's your name?” he asked me. I smiled.
“My names Taro. How come you can talk like that?”
“How come you can talk like that?” He asked me.
“Well, your a dog, and no dog I've ever met spoke the way you did.” I said, trying to match his smart aleckness.
“I- am NOT a dog.” He replied. He shook his little body.
“Then what are you?”
“I'm whatever I decide to be.” He said smugly. Before I knew it, he stood upright, and had somehow become even taller then me. I blinked. “Is this better for you? It is for me at least.” He said. He still looked like a dog, but now he looked like a Doberman Pincher, but human somewhat, and he had on a pair of jeans which somehow striked me as odd. He had more expression in his face, and he had a somewhat self-satisfied look about himself. He was so tall too! If I reached as high as I can on tiptoe, I could reach his nose.
“Oh. my. What exactly are you?”
“I'm whatever I want to be, remember?” He said, smiling. “Are you going to stare at me surprised all day? I haven't been in a forest like this in a long time, let's walk around.”
“Okay.” I said, feeling strangely comfortable around him. Strangely, he picked me up and started walking around, looking at the house and the trees. I didn't seem heavy at all to him, but it was rather nice, so I didn't say anything. Then I heard my mom calling.
“Oh, It's mom! I-” he set me down, and I headed towards her.
“Yes mom?” I asked.
“Come and get some ribs.” She said and dissapeared behind the door. I looked back at... er, the dog and wondered about what to do. “You stay here.” I said.
“No way!” he replied and opened the door, practically licking his lips.
“Wait, they can't see you like this!” He somehow slipped in and I ran in after him, and stopped dead, seeing him slip past some of my moms friends, waiting for a scene. I waited... and waited, my heart pounding. Then he reappeared with a plate ridiculously full of ribs and potatoes and such.
“Wh- WHY?” I asked. He didn't reply. He was too busy munching on one of the ribs. I grapped his arm and pulled him back outside on the porch where we both sat. He continued to enjoy the ribs, oblivious of his surroundings. I sat and waited until he finished.
“Wow, that wasn't bad.” He said, licking his lips.
“Why didn't anyone see you?” I asked.
“They did.”
“But- well, nobody can be used to seeing something like you.” I flinched. “I-I'm sorry, I meant that you're not really...” I stopped, trying to put my thoughts into words.”
“They can see me, but they don't really notice.” He said bored. “I can have them see me if you want.”
“No! no... it's okay.” I said. I looked away, flustered. He yawned and laid down on the grass, and quickly fell asleep. I was surprised to see that he changed back into a small god. I smiled and brought him to the room to sleep.
Over the course of a few weeks, I had really got to know him. Of course I didn't know anything about where he came from, or what his name was. If I asked, he'd say simply. “It's whatever you like.” He had a weird habit of picking me up when he wanted to go see something, and it was odd because he never seemed to get tired. I liked it really, because he was so gentle, and warm. Sometimes he looked completely human, but other times he looked just like… a dog/human. It was very bizarre. We were hiking up the mountain near my house one time and when we had reached a very high point, I was tired and he lifted me again. I said we should just rest so he sat down. It was so sweet. I leaned against his chest as the sun set before us. I thought it was perfectly romantic, but somehow I don't think he felt the same way. I didn't care, because he was my sweet little doggy. He would wag his tail to greet me, and he always seemed so carefree. Whenever I'd see him, I couldn't help but to get a very dreamy feeling. I'd find myself going on more and more walks simply to have him hold me in his arms.
One day I fell asleep in a small meadow up in the mountain on a sunny warm day. He had wandered off somewhere so I thought I'd wait where I was. Then I began to wake up, feeling the soft bristle of his whiskers against my cheek. I woke up and I was surprised to see his face an inch in front of me. My heart felt very light and warm.
“Are you awake?” He asked.
“Yeah..” I managed. He lay down beside me on his stomach, wagging his tail. I was silent for a long while, and he started to drift off himself.
“Hey.” I said, quietly.
“Mmm?” He replied, barely audible.
“I think I... really like you.” I said.
“Hmm..”
“Is that weird?” I said, shakily. He didn't reply this time, but his tail wagged slightly. I was a little disappointed, but as long as he was here with me. I didn't understand why I felt so LIGHT around him, like my chest was floating or something. I was obsessed with him, and I didn't understand why.
The last of the leaves rustled in the wind. A strong gust raked through the trees, taking much of them with it. The yellow moon shone brightly against the light sky and through the bare trees. We were walking around aimlessly and headed towards the ocean. Then suddenly the trees lit up from an unknown light from behind me. I looked back, startled. The light grew smaller and smaller until I can make out a silhouette heading towards me. I didn't move. It walked closer and closer until I could recognize that woman I had met on my birthday.
“Oh... hi.” I said, shyly. She smiled.
“I've come for him.” She said. I gasped.
“No!” I said. “He's mine.”
“Yours? Are you saying he belongs to you.”
“Well.. no, but. You can't take him from me right?” She sighed and looked at Dobie, who was behind me.
“Come here.” He looked at her confused. “It's okay.” She said, in an odd voice. “Come...” something strange happened to him. He took a step forward and fell to his knees.
“No stop!” I shouted. “What are you doing to him?!” He had changed back into a little dog again.
“Thank you for taking care of him, but we must be going.” she said. The bright light surrounded her. I was breathing heavily, and tears were streaming down my face. I was on my knees, grasping her white dress.
“Please, please, you can't take him! I need him, you might as well be ripping out my own heart! Leave him here!” I was screaming and sobbing heavily. She placed her hand on my head and smiled softly.
“You'll be okay.” She stepped back, into a gate of light. I held onto her as hard as I can, begging her to return him, screaming and crying. Then, as suddenly as she had come the light vanished, leaving the cold moon shining down on my body. I stood there, wide eyed and shocked. My breath was heavy and I looked around. The friend I had who hadn't once left my side was gone. It felt empty. So empty I couldn't stand it. I sank to the ground and started crying out my sorrow. My hands were clenched against the ground and my chest was heaving. I could stay there forever for all I care. What was the point in bringing him here in the first place if she was going to take him away? I felt I had truly loved him, but he was gone. How can I chase down a celestial being like her? The wind swept over me and I lay their crying until I could no more, alone.
I had a wonderful, most spectacular dream last night! I'm so happy that I get to have these wonderful imaginative dreams on occasion. Some people tell me they don't really dream much, and I think that's just terribly tragic. To dream something amazing brings me such a good feeling. I think that's why sometimes I sleep for up to 20 hours. Of course, I don't sleep that much all the time, no! I feel somewhat lucky because I if I wake up, I can go right back to sleep to finish the dream, so long as I don't get up or something.
Well, I'm going to write you a story based off of my dream. Mind you, it's not going to be
100% accurate, because to remember a complete dream is sometimes so hard to do. Here we
go.
IF ANYONE KNOWS how to interpret my dreams, I'd LOVE to hear their interpretation, please!
I wonder why it's not doing paragraphs. D=
~*~*~*~
It was my birthday today! I was sitting out on the porch admiring the green trees rustling in the wind. I loved living in Indian. It's basically a spacious neighborhood in the middle of the Alaskan wilderness. Of course the City is a mere 25 miles away, which I think is perfect. A dirt road passed our house and led down to the salty peninsula sea.
If you were to stand on the road next to my house, you can just barely see a glimpse of the silvery water framed between the canopy of trees that led to it. It only took 7 minutes to walk to the sea, but you have to cross the highway first. The highway led you on a 100 mile journey to my second home; Seward Alaska. Between my house and the ocean was a second house which was chain-fenced off. It was hidden by more birch trees, but the person who lived in it was a wonderful, friendly fellow. He kept a few chickens which sometimes comes to visit us.
There were a lot of people here. Mom and bill were holding a BBQ for me, but I don't know anyone here. It's still a friendly, warm atmosphere that she has provided me, complete with warm laughter. I walked to the back of my house and entered through the back door, leading almost directly to my bedroom. It was very small, but cozy. I had organized it just right so everything fit. I was lucky because when I opened my green velvet curtain, I can see the forest on the other side. The curtain was a piece of cloth I had found while looking through the storage area that had things from long, long ago. The piece of cloth was the most beautiful shade of green ever, so I hung it across my window to filter out the light.
I was sitting by myself outside. The sun was preparing to rest behind the mountains to my right. This was my favorite season. There were no mosquitoes, it was neither too hot, nor too cold, and the leaves on the trees were at their largest, before they begin to turn for the winter. But everyone was inside, finishing up their dessert. I stood up and started walking towards the forest. A single bird was chirping it's goodnight call, as the tip of the sun touched the towering mountain to my back. I stepped further into the forest.
"Wait!" I looked back in surprise. A strange looking lady stood there, dressed all in white. She had a small box with her.
"Here, this is yours." she said, holding it gently outwards. I didn't remember seeing her here, maybe I missed her. I smiled shyly.
"Oh my gosh, thank you!" I exclaimed, touched that someone thought to give me their gift like this.
"You're welcome, I have to go now." She said. She was gone before I knew it. I looked down at the gift curiously. It shifted, and I jumped in surprise, almost dropping it. It moved again, and a small dog, a miniature pincer jumped out. I looked at it stunned. It sat there, surveying it's surrounding smugly before giving itself a good scratch behind the ear, as if it were saying “Yeah, it'll do.”
“Um, hi?” I said, trying to get it's attention. He looked up at me.
“Hey.” He said “How's it going?” I held my breath, shocked. “What's your name?” he asked me. I smiled.
“My names Taro. How come you can talk like that?”
“How come you can talk like that?” He asked me.
“Well, your a dog, and no dog I've ever met spoke the way you did.” I said, trying to match his smart aleckness.
“I- am NOT a dog.” He replied. He shook his little body.
“Then what are you?”
“I'm whatever I decide to be.” He said smugly. Before I knew it, he stood upright, and had somehow become even taller then me. I blinked. “Is this better for you? It is for me at least.” He said. He still looked like a dog, but now he looked like a Doberman Pincher, but human somewhat, and he had on a pair of jeans which somehow striked me as odd. He had more expression in his face, and he had a somewhat self-satisfied look about himself. He was so tall too! If I reached as high as I can on tiptoe, I could reach his nose.
“Oh. my. What exactly are you?”
“I'm whatever I want to be, remember?” He said, smiling. “Are you going to stare at me surprised all day? I haven't been in a forest like this in a long time, let's walk around.”
“Okay.” I said, feeling strangely comfortable around him. Strangely, he picked me up and started walking around, looking at the house and the trees. I didn't seem heavy at all to him, but it was rather nice, so I didn't say anything. Then I heard my mom calling.
“Oh, It's mom! I-” he set me down, and I headed towards her.
“Yes mom?” I asked.
“Come and get some ribs.” She said and dissapeared behind the door. I looked back at... er, the dog and wondered about what to do. “You stay here.” I said.
“No way!” he replied and opened the door, practically licking his lips.
“Wait, they can't see you like this!” He somehow slipped in and I ran in after him, and stopped dead, seeing him slip past some of my moms friends, waiting for a scene. I waited... and waited, my heart pounding. Then he reappeared with a plate ridiculously full of ribs and potatoes and such.
“Wh- WHY?” I asked. He didn't reply. He was too busy munching on one of the ribs. I grapped his arm and pulled him back outside on the porch where we both sat. He continued to enjoy the ribs, oblivious of his surroundings. I sat and waited until he finished.
“Wow, that wasn't bad.” He said, licking his lips.
“Why didn't anyone see you?” I asked.
“They did.”
“But- well, nobody can be used to seeing something like you.” I flinched. “I-I'm sorry, I meant that you're not really...” I stopped, trying to put my thoughts into words.”
“They can see me, but they don't really notice.” He said bored. “I can have them see me if you want.”
“No! no... it's okay.” I said. I looked away, flustered. He yawned and laid down on the grass, and quickly fell asleep. I was surprised to see that he changed back into a small god. I smiled and brought him to the room to sleep.
Over the course of a few weeks, I had really got to know him. Of course I didn't know anything about where he came from, or what his name was. If I asked, he'd say simply. “It's whatever you like.” He had a weird habit of picking me up when he wanted to go see something, and it was odd because he never seemed to get tired. I liked it really, because he was so gentle, and warm. Sometimes he looked completely human, but other times he looked just like… a dog/human. It was very bizarre. We were hiking up the mountain near my house one time and when we had reached a very high point, I was tired and he lifted me again. I said we should just rest so he sat down. It was so sweet. I leaned against his chest as the sun set before us. I thought it was perfectly romantic, but somehow I don't think he felt the same way. I didn't care, because he was my sweet little doggy. He would wag his tail to greet me, and he always seemed so carefree. Whenever I'd see him, I couldn't help but to get a very dreamy feeling. I'd find myself going on more and more walks simply to have him hold me in his arms.
One day I fell asleep in a small meadow up in the mountain on a sunny warm day. He had wandered off somewhere so I thought I'd wait where I was. Then I began to wake up, feeling the soft bristle of his whiskers against my cheek. I woke up and I was surprised to see his face an inch in front of me. My heart felt very light and warm.
“Are you awake?” He asked.
“Yeah..” I managed. He lay down beside me on his stomach, wagging his tail. I was silent for a long while, and he started to drift off himself.
“Hey.” I said, quietly.
“Mmm?” He replied, barely audible.
“I think I... really like you.” I said.
“Hmm..”
“Is that weird?” I said, shakily. He didn't reply this time, but his tail wagged slightly. I was a little disappointed, but as long as he was here with me. I didn't understand why I felt so LIGHT around him, like my chest was floating or something. I was obsessed with him, and I didn't understand why.
The last of the leaves rustled in the wind. A strong gust raked through the trees, taking much of them with it. The yellow moon shone brightly against the light sky and through the bare trees. We were walking around aimlessly and headed towards the ocean. Then suddenly the trees lit up from an unknown light from behind me. I looked back, startled. The light grew smaller and smaller until I can make out a silhouette heading towards me. I didn't move. It walked closer and closer until I could recognize that woman I had met on my birthday.
“Oh... hi.” I said, shyly. She smiled.
“I've come for him.” She said. I gasped.
“No!” I said. “He's mine.”
“Yours? Are you saying he belongs to you.”
“Well.. no, but. You can't take him from me right?” She sighed and looked at Dobie, who was behind me.
“Come here.” He looked at her confused. “It's okay.” She said, in an odd voice. “Come...” something strange happened to him. He took a step forward and fell to his knees.
“No stop!” I shouted. “What are you doing to him?!” He had changed back into a little dog again.
“Thank you for taking care of him, but we must be going.” she said. The bright light surrounded her. I was breathing heavily, and tears were streaming down my face. I was on my knees, grasping her white dress.
“Please, please, you can't take him! I need him, you might as well be ripping out my own heart! Leave him here!” I was screaming and sobbing heavily. She placed her hand on my head and smiled softly.
“You'll be okay.” She stepped back, into a gate of light. I held onto her as hard as I can, begging her to return him, screaming and crying. Then, as suddenly as she had come the light vanished, leaving the cold moon shining down on my body. I stood there, wide eyed and shocked. My breath was heavy and I looked around. The friend I had who hadn't once left my side was gone. It felt empty. So empty I couldn't stand it. I sank to the ground and started crying out my sorrow. My hands were clenched against the ground and my chest was heaving. I could stay there forever for all I care. What was the point in bringing him here in the first place if she was going to take him away? I felt I had truly loved him, but he was gone. How can I chase down a celestial being like her? The wind swept over me and I lay their crying until I could no more, alone.
It was all going so well..
*catch you and huggles soft*
It wasn't that hard of a dream since I love dreams like this though. *Hugles*
... it certainly seems like one.
“I'm whatever I want to be, remember?”
''Oh baby, baby''
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I'm not very good at psychology and reading dreams.... but if I were to analyze the feeling I got from Mr. ''Dobie''.... he seemed like a drifter... a type of person that falls in love easily, but due to certain circumstances, he's not able to commit.
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“They can see me, but they don't really notice.” He said bored. “I can have them see me if you want.”
Perhaps if he were a real person... this could symbolize that he is aware... or feels that his presence will not make a lasting impact on other people... and that you alone were able to notice what was really special about him.
or he could have magical invisibility powers.
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in any case, you are a wonderful story teller
I really like that comment where you said I alone can see what's special about him, it sounds so sweet. Thank you so much for saying that, it really makes me think! Maybe that's what's going to happen in real life? I'm absolutely hopeless when it comes to symbols, because if something isn't spelled out for me literally, I would have no clue. You certainly seem really knowlageable when it comes to dreams compared to me.
As for the names, I just sort of came up with something as I typed them out. No one said any names in my sleep unfortunately. And do you really think I'm a good story teller? Wow, thanks, I've never been told that before. To tell you the truth, I was a little shy about posting this because I don't really know much about storytelling. But it makes me really happy to hear that.
.... you know... know that I'm reading that last paragraph again... I get this funny feeling like I've heard of this story before (and I know an example actually!)
Why? Because pretty much the same thing happens, except in the end.. the main character decides to stay.
Everyone else: =/
Or are you playing the new one? I haven't played the new one yet.
But after evolving Totodile, I had this sinking feeling of great and shouted.... what have I done! Totodile noooo!
what was strange though is I later found out that that particular time of year was when the "dogmen" were suppisdly out and about acording to the ledgent of them up north in Mi where I used to live at it heppens every 10 years and last year when I was up there "was" the tenth year.
and it gets better on mine, I was out driving the next night and flipping though stations on the radio and hear htis song called "the ledgend" by Bob Farley that talks about this Exact thing ....
I later go pokling round athird night later on the net and find all anbourt the ledgend on the website" unexplained mysteries" and it tells about the 10 year cycle which was 1997-2007)
and lastly even more stranger? I found out I was living only about 6 miles from teh area Where the "sightings" of these dogmen wer happening at.
I was touchd by your one part there in the dream when they came for the doberman, I would have fallen to pieces crying too. if I ever encountereda dog freind like that.
and Heres a very funny one to add and a bit weird. thid dobie had been sleeping abit ago and had a feeling he should get online and takea sniff round on here sure glad I did
enjoyed reading this thansk for sharing it.
I'm really glad to have met you because I was looking for people who like dobermans a lot, but to me they're kind of hard to find I guess. :p So yay, I found you and you are just so nice too!
That's really interesting about the dogmen, I've never heard of them! I must look into it. Do you ever listen to talk shows on the radio? You might really like coast to coast! It's my favorite talkshow ever. If you go to their site coasttocoastam you'd be able to figure out what they're all about. It's great to listen to, and I've been listening to that show since a little before middle school. :p
Anyways, I love mysteries and stuff that includes things unknown to men like that. It's so interesting! I've never got to experience anything like those unsolved mysteries. What was the dogman like in your dream?
Oh yeah, that place I described was where I grew up. It's a place surrounded by trees in between two mountains. The city at home is pretty far away. I miss it so much! I liked my little cozy room. ^^
About my dream, it was really odd, because as I was sleeping, that point where he left, I really felt so anguished and devistated. THe feelings were so strong and I believed it was happening. After that point I went to look for him, and I don't know how, but somehow I was able to find him, but his memory of me was whiped clean.
And then as I woke up, all of that sadness melted away with the dream. It's so wierd how I can't retain feelings I get from my dream, but only remember them. I was immediately facinated by it though, and so I almost immediately started typing this. :) I'm glad you liked it, I wish my writing skills were better so it were easier to follow, but oh wells.