I had the most gruesome dream. A girl had her eyes patched up due to a surgery of some sorts. Yet she got into a fight, and both her eyes were punched in. Blood trickled down her cheeks as her eyes bled. She continued to throw punches at the other girl nevertheless. This was the cause for her blindness. Then I realised that I had been watching the past; and that I knew the girl portrayed. "Clockwork." It made perfect sense in the dream, however it does not now. I do not know the cause of this dream, but it was brutal.
The very next dream was regarding Wolf. (Got to have at least one dream about him, right?) He slipped inside our home and lay down a package. He seemed melancholic? He gazed upon the package sadly and left. A bit later, I came to open it with my immediate family. Raw meat. It was raw meat inside a hot dog bun. It oozed out of the bread. I recoiled at it, a bit disturbed. Father grabbed it and took out the meat, biting the bread. "Delicious," He said. I had the urge to tell them that the bakery must have gotten our cake order wrong while knowing that it wasn't the bakery at all; however I decided against it. A bakery would not have meat.
These are all the relevant dreams I can recall. The dreams occur every night, and that is the odd aspect of it. Even the thing that preoccupied me the most did not appear in dreams, and yet this does. It must be a sign, and the way the universe tells me that I have found something significant. Again, as I mentioned in the last chapter, it has got to be fate. Yet the dreams the universe sends me...Why does he treat me well in them? It is as if it speaks of a connection. Not that he does not treat me well now, of course. He tolerates me at my worst. But in the dreams, he always appears so lost. Unsure what to feel. What to say. The confusion continues to grow the more the dreams progress. And he is softer. Tender. Vulnerable. I can read him like a book in dreams. What is the universe hinting at, I wonder? Perhaps his true emotions that he hides. Perhaps the future. Who can tell, truly? Only he holds the answers to these questions.
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The journal of odd occurences
Non-FictionI have created this journal due to recent occurences. I will record all that I see, hear, and feel. Nevertheless, this will be my only comfort through the coming days. I do not know why these have come to occur, or how. But I am looking to find out.
