So, as you can see, I don't blog every one of my dreams, otherwise I should have a blog at least every other night. But this one was special. In that it was weird as heck.
Basically, it was a dream about a demon. And yes, I do believe in demons. I'm not sure what my beliefs are about demons, I just believe they exist. Anyways, in my dream, all I can remember is...
I was at my grandpa and grandma's (Goonggoong and Paupau) house. I could feel the demon's presence. Everyone starts freaking out. I grab something heavy enough to hurt when swung around. I don't remember what it was. It looked like a stick, but when i swung it, it felt like there was water in it. I can't see the demon itself, but I guess my vision would get distorted if my eyes were on it. So, I swung at the distorted parts of my vision. Then, the demon got smarter!! It made my vision everywhere go distorted! So, I swung everywhere. My family behind me were cheering me on, but I wondered why they weren't fighting with me...
The demon disappeared. I don't know where it went. We started cheering, because it was gone, but I felt uneasy since I knew I hadn't actually killed it. Then, I had some sort of premonition (I know, it just keeps getting weirder and weirder!!). I saw one of my friends, Mickey**, from high school who I haven't seen since graduation. Apparently, he's got a baby on the way. So my premonition was that he and the girl he got pregnant were getting attacked by the demon. I don't know how. It actually just looked like she was going in to labor, but I guess to my dream self, that's equivalent to getting attacked by a demon. I don't know Mickey's number or address, but I want to warn him. So, I call one of my closest friends from high school, Pandaxan, who goes to the same college as Mickey, and tell him to warn Mickey. After I hang up the phone, I wake up back at my home.
And the demon is at my house now. Poo. So, I'm panicking, grabbing another stick-but-filled-with-water type thing, and running to my parents' room to tell them. My mom just laughs, and says it'll be okay. But it won't! The demon is here!! Why doesn't she care about it, when she was also freaking out at GG and PP's house?? But I don't have time to worry about that. I'm scared. I can't fight the demon again if my mom isn't going to cheer me on. So I sit at the top of our staircase, and I pray.
Dear Heavenly Father, please keep all demons at a 200 mile radius away from my house. Please keep my family and I safe. Amen.
I open my eyes, and the demon is gone. But then, so is my mom. I wonder, where is she?...
I wake up, and my mom texts me a response to a text I sent her earlier that morning before I fell back asleep into that weird, intense dream.
Now, I'm off to be a counselor at the camp I spent 7 years at as a camper. Wish me luck!!
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