Sheffield-1st March 2016
As a young child, I've always been able to see a person's past. It didn't matter whether I knew them or they were just full blown strangers from the street. Throughout my life my 'abilities' have gotten stronger, some of the things I've seen have scarred me for life. All I do now is try to hide the strange phenomena, nobody knows; not even my parents!
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Birmingham-1st March 1981
It was 7:30pm we had just recorded our first video for our song 'Planet Earth'. I was at the Rum Runner, having a break from working, Nick was up top DJing. I was so tired, I got up and went to catch the bus back to Hollywood (not Hollywood, America). I got on the bus watching the not-so-glamorous world pass by my eye's, if it wasn't for my Sony Walkman I'd have fallen asleep long ago...
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Sheffield-2nd March 2016
"Siobhan, Siobhan..." I woke up with sweat pouring down my face, I heard someone frantically shouting my name! I was having such a strange dream, there was a young man and he looked to be in trouble. When I say trouble I don't mean the trouble when your parents have a go at you for stealing, I mean life and death trouble...The young man had red/brown coloured hair kind of in a mullet style, the kind of hair people would have in the early 80s. He had a brown/hazel looking eye colour, with a really amazing facial shape. He had extraordinarily high cheek bones and pale looking skin, which glinted in the sun light. The young man was wearing an army style bolero jacket, with golden coloured epilets on his shoulders. He was extremely tall (6ft something), he was wearing drain pipes on his legs, they looked like back leather.
His black high tops stepped on some crunchy leaves making a loud crackling sound. A distant voice shouted silkily "John Taylor! What are you doing walking in the woods all alone?". He looked as if he new who the voice belonged to but wouldn't turn around, I could see the dread on his face turn quickly to anger...
The dream suddenly jumped to a horrifying scene... A young woman was leaning over "John Taylor", he was laid out on the floor of the woods.
The young woman had quite fair brown hair, she had it up in a lazy bun that was starting to let hair strands fall to the tip of her collar bone. She was wearing white painter type dungarees, with a large black belt and a black and white striped top. Her feet were covered with large rainbow chameleon like Dockers.
As the young lady looked away from John, she had blood dripping from her lips. It looked like he was DEAD!... Whilst John had blood trickling down his neck, the young woman turned back to him and licked the rest of his precious blood off of his pale neck.
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Birmingham-1st March 1981
I finally got back home it was about 8:30pm, I was so exhausted and felt buzzed about the video. Instead of going straight to sleep I plugged my bass in and started to jam by myself... I must have fallen asleep because I was laid on my bed with a blanket, my bass stood on its stand, I started to chuckle a little. I don't know why, I think it was because my mum still cares for me, eventhough I'm 20 (21 in June).I got into my bed properly and fell asleep again, I started to have the strangest dream; I must have been in the future. It felt so real and yet not... There was a girl she must have been in her late teens/early twenties. Her hair was about shoulder length and a gingery brown colour. She had deep set brown eyes almost black! Her skin was olive looking, her eyelashes were very long; she had such dark looking eyebrows. The woman was wearing a 1940s looking dress, the top part of her dress had vertical red and white stripes, whilst the bottom part was really blown out and a royal blue colour.
She looked absolutely stunning but she looked distressed, as though something was happening that was out of her control.
The dream suddenly went to a wooded area... There was a young man (he looked rather a lot like me) he was slumped up against a tree, whilst a woman was leaning over his neck. The woman turned to face the girl I had seen before now, she had BLOOD dripping from her red rimmed lips! The mans neck had two holes punctured into his skin, blood was pouring from them. The woman turned back to the man and licked the last remaining remnants of blood.
Oh my GOD! She's a... a... a VAMPIRE?! But they can't possibly be real, John this is just a dream calm down... The young woman who I had seen earlier in the dream looked to be frozen in time. As the vampire got up she looked right at the woman and as quick as a flash... started to feed off of her!...I woke up with heat burning my cheeks, what the HELL was that about, I've had strange dreams before; nothing this insane! I had to clear my mind "It was only a dream, calm down..." I repeated those words in my head for the rest of my shower.
I got dressed and moisturised, skipping breakfast, it didn't matter to me. I headed to the Rum Runner to see if Nick or Andy were up. I had to tell someone before my mind exploded.
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Sheffield-2nd March 2016
That dream felt so real and that man seemed so familiar, I couldn't quite think of why he looked so familiar. It was only a dream it couldn't possibly be real... I hope.
I went downstairs through the long narrow hallway, I had to have a drink of something cool and refreshing before I became dehydrated. I grabbed one of our "SPECIAL" cups to put some water in. I purposely use things I shouldn't just to see what my mum will do, tbh it's quite funny seeing her get so wound up over a cup!
As I got back in my large soft bed, I felt myself grow tired and weak suddenly. The room started to grow and shrink in size indecisively, "What's going on?" I thought. After one minute of this phenomena the room disappeared from site, all that was left was a never ending darkness...
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