The sky was dark, like it was night time and it was raining. Lighting was cutting the sky like swords.
There were two sets of cloth on my window. It was broken?or maybe open, but focus on the color of the cloths. Blue was one cloth and green was the other or grey?
The cloth had a face of a man and the other was of a woman. The dream had began. I was somewhere with my grandma (Virgo) she was talking to me, but her words were not clear.
I was walking around the house, couldn't leave the dream until I accomplished my mission. I went through multiple choices.
My cousin she was so happy to see me that she hugged and jumped on me, but this wasn't like no greeting, she was attacking me as if she was trying to hurt me. The family got her off me and I was able to stand to my feet as she laughed in my face. My other two cousins just stood back and looked at me with blank eyes, like they were lost. I walked into the kitchen to speak to my grandpa and he was boiling water but there was nothing in it, empty full of nothing.
My auntie (Scorpio) was playing music and dancing around like a child having fun. She seemed so happy and alive. The room had these flowers that were red, but not much to remember. The specific details and focal point was the people and environment.
I walked into the next room and I woke up in my bed once again, but I can't remember. I was scared buy why? I can't remember. This dream had many emotions that I can't understand. I felt numb.
I can't remember them all, but I remember in one. I grew sad and felt unneeded and unworthy. So I said to god."I'm sorry, I'll never be as worthy as my mother. Or any one." The room because more chaotic and the ran blew more harshly in my room and the curtains then formed bodies, faces were unclear.
I was in my bed again but this time I was begging to wake up. I didn't want this dream anymore.
The windows were all open and the rain drops were on my skin and getting all over. I just stood there talking to god, but there was No voice, just howling winds.
I began to tell got to give everything I had to my mom and that she was more worthy and I wasn't. I then realized that was weak of me. God doesn't pitty people, nor does he like pitty, so I stood to my feet and looked up out the window, tearing one of the curtains off the window as voices whisper. "Who's side are you on? Who's side do you choose?"
I gripped the rag in my hand and said."If it is a fight you want, then it is a fight you get." I took the cloth and threw it out the raining window and when lighting struck.
I was in a hall, but not the same one a different one. There was a land like painting on the wall and if you touched it moved like water. I turned to face a room that had a bright orange glow. I couldnt tell if it was sunlight or room light, my brother was on the game, playing it.
So I asked him."Is this real?" I thought to myself I must be awake. I sat next to my brother in what looked like an attic. Then he said.
"I don't know, I don't. I really don't."
I put my hands on his shoulder and asked him. "Jori, are you awake?"
THE END
