The Dream Journals

Dream 1.0

I walk up to a fun house at the fair. It's night. I'm alone. Everything looks worn down.

It looks different than the other fun houses. I decide to go in.

I walk into room. There's four black shiny walls around me, and no way out. I can see my reflection faintly, although there's no light.

A clown is what I see instead of myself. Or maybe I was the clown. I couldn't tell. It's smile is pulled back too far, giving it a creepy look. I can't avoid it, for all the walls give off a reflection.

Suddenly a door appears, and a wooden cart rolls in on tracks. I get in. It moves slowly into the black space.

I hear voices on and off, I can't make any of it out.  The cart speeds up and I grip the bar in front of me tightly. It's somewhat lit but I can't see what's ahead of me. Every wall in this place is black, but glossy so light bounces off.

The cart goes faster. And faster. And faster.

My heart starts pounding faster. And Faster. And faster.

BOOM

I fly out of the cart and into another room. My friends are in there, laughing, having a good time. They sound like the voices I heard earlier. They ignore me, I was invisible to them. I stand there confused and hurt. A high pitched shriek fills the air and my friends fade away like mist. The sound makes me cringe. My body begins to get pulled like a magnet to another room.

I fall. I try clawing the ground but it's glass so my efforts are useless. I just slide along the floor.

I see a room coming up and green electricity is flowing everywhere.

My body slides into the room and

ZAP

Sharp pains course through my body and I can't do anything about it. I cry out for help.

I see another door coming up and its fully bright.

A way out.

But before I can reach it.

I wake up. My body aching.

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- M // March 5, 2016 // 8:50 a.m