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Hollister · 09-13-2010, 02:22 PM

Entry one.

SPOILER!!: 1

Dear ... umm diary?

No, I’m not going to start this thing with that.

Hi (much better)

I already think this ‘dream diary’ writing thing is quite girly, so I don’t want to make it even more so. So, let’s get to the point of this thing. I had a dream last night.

It was a little bit better than the one I explained in lesson (the inferius/zombies chasing after me). Though, instead of physical pain, this one held more mental pain. I was at the lake, or a variation of the lake, it actually looked a lot prettier, with pink blossoms and the water crystal clear. One tree in particular had a silhouette sat underneath. I wasn’t close enough to tell if it was a boy or a girl, but I know it wasn’t a child, so it must have been an older student. But, I distinctly remember the pain in my chest, not physical, but psychological pain of someone ripping out a vital organ in my body; it may have even been my heart. I don’t know.

I didn’t die though, no. I was more just wincing and aching from the niggling pain which came from chest. I was also annoyed that the person under the tree hadn’t come to help me. It was more that the person was quite happy that I was feeling this way. I was closer now, and it was definitely a girl, because she had long black hair. She wasn’t happy with me, but she was at the fact I was in pain. She didn’t smile or anything which could indicate any of this, I just knew. I also remember a sharp pain going through the already niggling ache, which brought me to my knees. And then I apologized to her.

I have no idea why. But I wished I didn’t.

Because then she jumped right into the lake! And at the point the pain had gone and my eyes were incredibly wide. She didn’t come back up for air, and I was a little stunned. But after she had gone, the pain had disappeared and I could breathe again, like the fact that she wasn’t there made everything better.

WEEEEIRD. I know.

But I’m sure my dreams will get better, hopefully.

Jack.

Entry Two.

SPOILER!!: 2

Hi. [:

I just had to write this down, HAD TO. Not because I thought that I may forget about this diary thing and therefore receive no points, but because I thought this precise dream to actually be pretty awesome. Now, I’m not the one to really care for my dreams, however I’ve started to find this incredibly interesting, and because I’m thinking about it more, my dreams are becoming more vivid.

Well, let me tell you, this one was pretty dam cool.
So I was at home (great place for a dream by the way), and I was sat up in my room, and I can remember feeling really sulky. I am one to sulk, so there really was no surprise there. I was sat on my bed with my arms folded, with a suit on. I love formal wear; so again, it wasn’t surprising that I was wearing a suit. However, in this dream I was twelve, and I know this because there was a mirror in front of me. I could hear my mum on the other side of the door calling me a ‘baby’ and that I should ‘grow up’. Obviously I came up with great, clever comebacks such as ‘Of course I’m growing up mother I am human you know.’ She’d always mumble something like ‘You don’t act human.’ And nothing had changed in my dream to stop her from saying that.

It must have been one of those Pureblood parties again, because that is what I normally did when they were going on downstairs; sit and sulk in my room until my mother stopped pestering me. Thing is, I didn’t start sulking about them until I was around 14, not 12. When I was 12, I was very happy to participate, not really realising that these parties were basically a parent’s way to sort out arranged marriages from early on. Marriage is not my thing, so I sulk. However, I didn’t question the fact that I was too young to realise and continued to sulk in my bedroom. Suddenly, I then woke up, and I was back in the Slytherin dorm. I was so thankful it was a dream because to be honest I do not want to be back home right now.

Then something horrible yet wonderful happened. Cosette Soleil (Yes, that gorgeous French girl from Ravenclaw) was sat in the dorm on the opposite bed. She was all dressed up and kept telling me to hurry and to get downstairs. I sort of just looked at her funnily, but also sniggered at the fact that she was in my dorm. She just rolled her eyes and threw a tuxedo at me. And then she said THIS;

“Oh stop acting like a baby and grow up!”

She sounded just like my flippin’ mother! And THEN ... I WOKE UP FOR REALZ!
Yes, oh girly diary of mine, I had a false awakening! I thought that I had woken up in my dorm with Cosette Soleil looming over me, when really; it was a dream within a dream. Come to think of it, she was wearing my mother’s hideous clothes, or one of her hideous dresses, definitely not something Miss Soleil would wear. But still, it freaked me out yet it was awesome at the same time.

Well, that’s enough excitement for one day. Let’s home I dream about my actual girlfriend sometime soon, rather than everyone else I know. Siiiigh.

Jack.

Entry three.

SPOILER!!: 3

Hello,

Now it's been a while since I wrote in this, but I have a perfectly good explanation so please don't sigh and roll your eyes. It's a personal matter, but I feel it may link to my dream; I'm adopted and I have a long lost twin.

Yeah, try and take that in and you'll see why I haven't recorded any of my dreams for a while. Mainly because, well, I haven't exactly been sleeping, but last night I did and before I forget, here I am writing it down.

It was cold, very cold and I remember this because I was wearing my rather long yet lovely and warm trench coat. I never wear it unless it's freezing, because I look a little bit strange and as if I'm going to flash someone i.e. I don't like it. But, as to make sure I stay at body temperature I wear it. Because of the high collar, my view was comprimised and I could only see half; as my view was split horizontally, one part which I could see, and the other which I could not. The part from which I could see, I will tell you about. I'm guessing it was around November as that would explain the cold and the fireworks which were now crackling in the sky and making dogs bark nearby. I always felt bad for animals during Bonfire night. My friend's cat would claw their living room armchair and hide under the table - not at the same time of course but you get the picture.

Believe it or not but I was on a hill. I have no idea where, possibly somewhere near where I live, but I didn't recognize it and on the horizon was a city, and it's light pollution had dimmed for the purpose of this firework shiw, which I thought was very nice of them. I was behind everybody else; they all looking up and 'ooing' and 'ahhing' now and again, which made the girl who had now linked her arms into mine giggle. It was Callie, trust her to laugh at something which wasn't that funny but I won't get into that. Bless her little cotton socks. She probably doesn't celebrate Bonfire Night in America because some Muggle didn't try and blow up her country's Houses of Parliament. Maybe that's why she was giggling? Now thinking about it.

I have no idea how, because you'd think the fireworks would take over the noise of her giggling, but obviously not. Everyone, and I mean EVERYONE turned around, all with MY face. Now that's scary right? Now, I believe it to be linked to the twin thing because, it's another person with my face right? And so, to find someone with the same face as me is quite horrifying, even if Fletcher's kind of nice. So, in my dream, to have everyone having my face is kind of like a symbol yes? Maybe. I dunno.

But, I think that's it now. (: Quite a short one, but I woke up and rant to the bathroom to splash water on my face.

Jack.

09-13-2010, 02:22 PM	#24 (permalink)
Hollister Romanian Longhorn Join Date: Nov 2006 Location: Gatsby's. Posts: 39,219 Hogwarts RPG Name: Shannon 'Shan' Parker Fourth Year x2	JGL ♥ \| Wifey + SexyCPR = RAWR. \| Co-Inceptor♥ \| CHLOCHLO! \| Rollie = My Ship Entry one. SPOILER!!: 1 Dear ... umm diary? No, I’m not going to start this thing with that. Hi (much better) I already think this ‘dream diary’ writing thing is quite girly, so I don’t want to make it even more so. So, let’s get to the point of this thing. I had a dream last night. It was a little bit better than the one I explained in lesson (the inferius/zombies chasing after me). Though, instead of physical pain, this one held more mental pain. I was at the lake, or a variation of the lake, it actually looked a lot prettier, with pink blossoms and the water crystal clear. One tree in particular had a silhouette sat underneath. I wasn’t close enough to tell if it was a boy or a girl, but I know it wasn’t a child, so it must have been an older student. But, I distinctly remember the pain in my chest, not physical, but psychological pain of someone ripping out a vital organ in my body; it may have even been my heart. I don’t know. I didn’t die though, no. I was more just wincing and aching from the niggling pain which came from chest. I was also annoyed that the person under the tree hadn’t come to help me. It was more that the person was quite happy that I was feeling this way. I was closer now, and it was definitely a girl, because she had long black hair. She wasn’t happy with me, but she was at the fact I was in pain. She didn’t smile or anything which could indicate any of this, I just knew. I also remember a sharp pain going through the already niggling ache, which brought me to my knees. And then I apologized to her. I have no idea why. But I wished I didn’t. Because then she jumped right into the lake! And at the point the pain had gone and my eyes were incredibly wide. She didn’t come back up for air, and I was a little stunned. But after she had gone, the pain had disappeared and I could breathe again, like the fact that she wasn’t there made everything better. WEEEEIRD. I know. But I’m sure my dreams will get better, hopefully. Jack. Entry Two. SPOILER!!: 2 Hi. [: I just had to write this down, HAD TO. Not because I thought that I may forget about this diary thing and therefore receive no points, but because I thought this precise dream to actually be pretty awesome. Now, I’m not the one to really care for my dreams, however I’ve started to find this incredibly interesting, and because I’m thinking about it more, my dreams are becoming more vivid. Well, let me tell you, this one was pretty dam cool. So I was at home (great place for a dream by the way), and I was sat up in my room, and I can remember feeling really sulky. I am one to sulk, so there really was no surprise there. I was sat on my bed with my arms folded, with a suit on. I love formal wear; so again, it wasn’t surprising that I was wearing a suit. However, in this dream I was twelve, and I know this because there was a mirror in front of me. I could hear my mum on the other side of the door calling me a ‘baby’ and that I should ‘grow up’. Obviously I came up with great, clever comebacks such as ‘Of course I’m growing up mother I am human you know.’ She’d always mumble something like ‘You don’t act human.’ And nothing had changed in my dream to stop her from saying that. It must have been one of those Pureblood parties again, because that is what I normally did when they were going on downstairs; sit and sulk in my room until my mother stopped pestering me. Thing is, I didn’t start sulking about them until I was around 14, not 12. When I was 12, I was very happy to participate, not really realising that these parties were basically a parent’s way to sort out arranged marriages from early on. Marriage is not my thing, so I sulk. However, I didn’t question the fact that I was too young to realise and continued to sulk in my bedroom. Suddenly, I then woke up, and I was back in the Slytherin dorm. I was so thankful it was a dream because to be honest I do not want to be back home right now. Then something horrible yet wonderful happened. Cosette Soleil (Yes, that gorgeous French girl from Ravenclaw) was sat in the dorm on the opposite bed. She was all dressed up and kept telling me to hurry and to get downstairs. I sort of just looked at her funnily, but also sniggered at the fact that she was in my dorm. She just rolled her eyes and threw a tuxedo at me. And then she said THIS; “Oh stop acting like a baby and grow up!” She sounded just like my flippin’ mother! And THEN ... I WOKE UP FOR REALZ! Yes, oh girly diary of mine, I had a false awakening! I thought that I had woken up in my dorm with Cosette Soleil looming over me, when really; it was a dream within a dream. Come to think of it, she was wearing my mother’s hideous clothes, or one of her hideous dresses, definitely not something Miss Soleil would wear. But still, it freaked me out yet it was awesome at the same time. Well, that’s enough excitement for one day. Let’s home I dream about my actual girlfriend sometime soon, rather than everyone else I know. Siiiigh. Jack. Entry three. SPOILER!!: 3 Hello, Now it's been a while since I wrote in this, but I have a perfectly good explanation so please don't sigh and roll your eyes. It's a personal matter, but I feel it may link to my dream; I'm adopted and I have a long lost twin. Yeah, try and take that in and you'll see why I haven't recorded any of my dreams for a while. Mainly because, well, I haven't exactly been sleeping, but last night I did and before I forget, here I am writing it down. It was cold, very cold and I remember this because I was wearing my rather long yet lovely and warm trench coat. I never wear it unless it's freezing, because I look a little bit strange and as if I'm going to flash someone i.e. I don't like it. But, as to make sure I stay at body temperature I wear it. Because of the high collar, my view was comprimised and I could only see half; as my view was split horizontally, one part which I could see, and the other which I could not. The part from which I could see, I will tell you about. I'm guessing it was around November as that would explain the cold and the fireworks which were now crackling in the sky and making dogs bark nearby. I always felt bad for animals during Bonfire night. My friend's cat would claw their living room armchair and hide under the table - not at the same time of course but you get the picture. Believe it or not but I was on a hill. I have no idea where, possibly somewhere near where I live, but I didn't recognize it and on the horizon was a city, and it's light pollution had dimmed for the purpose of this firework shiw, which I thought was very nice of them. I was behind everybody else; they all looking up and 'ooing' and 'ahhing' now and again, which made the girl who had now linked her arms into mine giggle. It was Callie, trust her to laugh at something which wasn't that funny but I won't get into that. Bless her little cotton socks. She probably doesn't celebrate Bonfire Night in America because some Muggle didn't try and blow up her country's Houses of Parliament. Maybe that's why she was giggling? Now thinking about it. I have no idea how, because you'd think the fireworks would take over the noise of her giggling, but obviously not. Everyone, and I mean EVERYONE turned around, all with MY face. Now that's scary right? Now, I believe it to be linked to the twin thing because, it's another person with my face right? And so, to find someone with the same face as me is quite horrifying, even if Fletcher's kind of nice. So, in my dream, to have everyone having my face is kind of like a symbol yes? Maybe. I dunno. But, I think that's it now. (: Quite a short one, but I woke up and rant to the bathroom to splash water on my face. Jack. Last edited by Hollister; 10-19-2010 at 03:52 PM.