a mind can be filled with so much.. this is just one way to let it all go
Saturday, March 24, 2007
Dream
Standing in the front room next to the smoke stained door. I could smell the rain as it falls from the dark midnight sky. Hearing the annoying beeping of a two way in need for a conversation, so the man that i call my dad beeps back. Recognizing the voice and knowing it belonged to and elder of mine i was shocked as to why he would be calling so late. As I stand there looking at my dad in confusion of the words that came out of the phone. That and i could see the look of fear as i wanted to leave the house. My elder had told my father to be aware that the untouchables had been seen. I had put the words aside knowing that he lived in a diffrent state that nothing would reach me here in this tiny town. When i had walked out the door i noticed that something had changed. The street that was once infront of my house had turned into the woods. A little afraid but nothing was going to stop me from getting to my destination. I walk further and further into the woods and it had seemed like i was getting no where. Suddenly it feels as though something was fallowing me, so i pick up the pase in hopes to get away. It doesnt help becuase suddenly in stuck in my place. It wasnt that i couldnt move, it was that i didnt want to. I was curious to know what was behind me. As I look behind me I feel that something had touched my sholder. The only part i could see of what was touching me was this things hand. The long fingures to when the palm was the back of my sholder the fingures themselfs reached to the front. The vains that were running threw the hand were nothing i had ever seen for unlike our purplish blue vains. It seemed that the blood was a brite orange. After the complete shock of something touching me i relized that i had blacked out and was now laying at home back in bed. Yet when i looked at my sholder there was a spot that looked like a birthmark of the hand that i was touched by. That is when it hit me that i had be touched by the untouchables.
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