Dream: I'm a Witch, and They Take Memories
Note: This is a dream journal for myself. SOme dreams I think are just weird and I want to remember them again one day.
It was winter in the countryside. There was only one road that went through. As you followed it, you drove through the lightly rolling mountains and hillsides of fields. If you traveled farther, there was a hotspring pool on the right that was open all year round. I love following these roads. You get a look at so many things -- and a car just went by. SHOOT. I hope they didn't see me flying up here. I'll get in trouble again if they did. Daniel has a hard time as it is keeping up with their own mischief. I'll head to the store for now.
At the store I landed. Today I wasn't flying with a broom. It's harder, but I can do it. It gets suspicious if people are carrying a broom around everywhere haha! My Aunt and Cousin were there shopping. It looks like they were having trouble with their cards. I talked with my cousin for a short while in the one isle, but I don't quite remember it. it must not have been that important. Hmm, well I didn't come here for anything special, so I guess I'll just get whatever. A Bag of corncobs would be good. I'll take them home now.
When I returned home, it was rather noisy again. we lived in an abandoned concrete house. It was small. Outside were two bullies harassing Daniel. That is, if they can. Daniel always carried around some sort of metal rod for these guys to be greeted with. They always keep on returning no matter what we do. Daniel is a girl who has short, brown, bobbed hair and wears plain tshirts and jeans. She's strong both physically and emotionally in my opinion. I'm really impressed she can keep up with all this. Daniel is a memory thief. She can steal the memories of a person and turn them into a book that someone else can instantly gain. Once I wasn't able to swim, so Daniel took part of the memory of a person to give to me. After anyone finds out about us, we end up using Daniel's power to remove their memory of what we are. Since we can't just leave those books lying around either, Daniel uses them on herself.
Skipping ahead a few days, there came a time when I could no longer hide that I was a witch. It was the start of a snowstorm, and I had to use my broom to fly through it. There was no getting around it. I wasn't able to fly very high, or I wouldn't be able to follow the road to the store, but that was when I was found. The snow plows came rushing through and all saw me flying as I had to dodge out of their way. I saw a familiar face in one waved hello to me. Ever since then, I was found to be a witch, but oddly enough everyone was okay with it.
Come spring I was able to fly through the skies freely without worry. I was able to fly around on my broom, through the fields. It was relieving. Though I think I was just being used as a tourist attraction.
PS: Everyone thought me and Daniel were Lesbian lovers. In this dream, I was someone who wasn't me. Also, there were cows in one of the fields.
It was winter in the countryside. There was only one road that went through. As you followed it, you drove through the lightly rolling mountains and hillsides of fields. If you traveled farther, there was a hotspring pool on the right that was open all year round. I love following these roads. You get a look at so many things -- and a car just went by. SHOOT. I hope they didn't see me flying up here. I'll get in trouble again if they did. Daniel has a hard time as it is keeping up with their own mischief. I'll head to the store for now.
At the store I landed. Today I wasn't flying with a broom. It's harder, but I can do it. It gets suspicious if people are carrying a broom around everywhere haha! My Aunt and Cousin were there shopping. It looks like they were having trouble with their cards. I talked with my cousin for a short while in the one isle, but I don't quite remember it. it must not have been that important. Hmm, well I didn't come here for anything special, so I guess I'll just get whatever. A Bag of corncobs would be good. I'll take them home now.
When I returned home, it was rather noisy again. we lived in an abandoned concrete house. It was small. Outside were two bullies harassing Daniel. That is, if they can. Daniel always carried around some sort of metal rod for these guys to be greeted with. They always keep on returning no matter what we do. Daniel is a girl who has short, brown, bobbed hair and wears plain tshirts and jeans. She's strong both physically and emotionally in my opinion. I'm really impressed she can keep up with all this. Daniel is a memory thief. She can steal the memories of a person and turn them into a book that someone else can instantly gain. Once I wasn't able to swim, so Daniel took part of the memory of a person to give to me. After anyone finds out about us, we end up using Daniel's power to remove their memory of what we are. Since we can't just leave those books lying around either, Daniel uses them on herself.
Skipping ahead a few days, there came a time when I could no longer hide that I was a witch. It was the start of a snowstorm, and I had to use my broom to fly through it. There was no getting around it. I wasn't able to fly very high, or I wouldn't be able to follow the road to the store, but that was when I was found. The snow plows came rushing through and all saw me flying as I had to dodge out of their way. I saw a familiar face in one waved hello to me. Ever since then, I was found to be a witch, but oddly enough everyone was okay with it.
Come spring I was able to fly through the skies freely without worry. I was able to fly around on my broom, through the fields. It was relieving. Though I think I was just being used as a tourist attraction.
PS: Everyone thought me and Daniel were Lesbian lovers. In this dream, I was someone who wasn't me. Also, there were cows in one of the fields.
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Sunds like it was fun... at times I have such dreams, big dreams where I am someone-(thing?)-else... It feels like a movie or book, just it is also me in a sense... yet they are very very rare, enough that my last one I wrote it in a journal...
Dream on... ^.^
Dream on... ^.^
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