Understand My Dreams

Dreams mourn

Me and my mother were waking down a deserted street carrying my fathers head in a basket. he was dead, but still talking. we were taking him to a drain where we would put in under the bars and he would be washed away. i was crying to hard my head hurt. that's weird because i hate my father. when we reached an intersection in the road, i saw my best friend run up to me, and tell me something i couldn't understand. then she ran away and returned with the whole village behind her. they had all come to mourn my fathers death. then my mother put his head over the bar and it melted through and soon he was under the bars and i was on the other side. he was talking to me. i couldn't understand what he was saying. but he was smiling as he washed away.

I had a dream about mt grandfather who passed away 14 years ago. His Smell was present, voice and face identical to the last time that i saw him. I was by his bed side, he was i'll with cancer but happy, and relatively healthy looking. I talked with him, laughed with him and gave him a hug and kiss goodbye, and he leaned in to tell me something very important. The next thing i was at his funeral with the family. it was elegant his casket was in front of a stage with singers in the background and the room was decorated like at a wedding. It had round tables white table clothes, chairs fancy silver ware and plates and everyone was dressed elegantly instead of in mourning clothes. I walked up to see my grandfather, and it felt like all eyes were on me and him. Then i woke up.

<< Previous Page 4 Next Page >>