the dreams.

the nightmare.

it wasnt really a nightmare..
it was more like i was in the midst of a horror film.
and a japanese one at that.

i was with a few people whom i cant remb.
n there was this guy in the dream
who tried to rape me.
twice.
and i cant remember if he succeeded.
it was horrible. horrible.
anw. we went to some cinema/lt kinda place
and took our seats rather separately.
there were four scattered seats left
when i was to choose my place.
the bottom of the theatre thing,
was this screen thing, which looked really real.
there were people inside..
and they were gonna choose this bride.
and the choosing process really depended on the seats.
they were like ghosts..
or human-lookin demons.
and i sat on a seat,
n i chosen as the bride.
i freaked out, cos it was the worst thing that could happen-
your organs would get digged out.
you'll get soaked in blood.
there was just this atmosphere-
the fear that hung in the air.
just before my flesh got torn,
i scrambled to another seat.
and at this seat,
i would die.
i thot i'd rather die than suffer all that.
and i died.
but they were bent on getting me already.
by this time,
i kinda had a feeling i was dreaming
and it can't possibly be real.
so i screamed, hoping that screaming would wake me.
but i didnt wake up.
i cried for mummy,
but i was still stuck in the nightmare.
then they decided to kill the groom
and marry us in hell.
and then i awoke,
but to another dream.

that dream was fleeting,
and soon,
i was with another bunch of pple,
and this time we knew we were going there.
to that lt-like place.
we had some plan,
to choose the correct seats this time,
by masquerading ourselves.
i was acting as a little girl
who clung on to her mummy.
it was weird, cos i dun remb why
we had to disguise ourselves.

in the process of getting to the place,
we had to line up in about 6-7 rows.
and my mummy n i reached late,
but we were still allowed entry.
everyone was in rows already,
and some rows were already sent off.
when we squeezed into the last row,
the row beside us just got sent off,
and our row was exceptionally long -
about 7 people.
everyone winced at the length of the queue-
it was supposed to be a bad thing.

soon we were sent off,
and we were made to put our hands on the shoulders
of the person in front of us, tightly.
as we moved slowly along,
we kinda reached a tunnel.
and we were sent off into some space thing.
dark n lifted off the ground.
it was horrible
and it was so hard holdin on to the shoulders.
i almost let go..
but i knew there were pple behind me,
and if i let go, they'd perish with me.
so i held on.

a booming voice read some instructions to us.
one of us had to drop our passport
and it would fall off to the ground
n break like glass.
when the passport fell,
our identity would perish with us.
and a thought struck me-
i was holding on to a disguise,
i had two passports.
so i sacrificed it.
and in the process,
i sacrificed my childhood.
and immediately i had to don a new identity.

then we moved on
and another set of instructions were read.
someone sacrificed another something,
and i dun remb wad.
i was disillusioned.
i didnt know why i was there
i didnt know why we were all there..
on a pointless journey
where certain people had to sacrifice.
but we went on,
not knowing wad else to do.

after we reached our destination,
there was this reception thing,
and two pple discussed our disguise
and were overheard.
i just said something to cover the whole thing
in the fake innocence of the little girl.
and i was recognised for my intelligence.
i saw the two guys--
one good, one bad.
the bad guy was the one who had tried to rape me.
this time i had the good guy to help me.
i think we fell in love in the dream..
and we chose seats beside each other.
and then we realised,
that we should get everyone to sit in a row--
that unity was strength.

the dream was really like the journey of life,
if u share my understanding.