It looks like you're using an Ad Blocker.
Please white-list or disable AboveTopSecret.com in your ad-blocking tool.
Thank you.
Some features of ATS will be disabled while you continue to use an ad-blocker.
originally posted by: DexterRiley
originally posted by: olaru12
originally posted by: Kentuckymama
The last dream I can remember was about marshmallows, of all things. They were "growing" in the field I was walking through. It was dark and I was with my kids. The marshmallows kept sticking to us so we couldn't leave. The marshmallows were about the size of small cars. My mind is ridiculous when I'm sleeping.
but suddenly I awoke, at least I thought I was awake and I heard my little girl Michelle say "mama, why did little Sparky die"
I answered "baby, he was old, tired and just couldn't go on anymore" she cried a little and clutched her doll to her chest. But somehow the doll looked alive and moving. Was I dreaming, was i awake or losing my mind? I looked around for answers.....
As I felt the fog of slumber clear my head I noticed that I was not in my own bed, nor was this my bedroom. The animated doll I had just seen clutched in my daughter's arms only moments before was now a full size figure walking toward me. My little one was nowhere to be seen.
The walking figure was only partly illuminated in the dark room. A motel no-vacancy sign shining through the thin drapes cast an eerie shadow across the floor. The figure suddenly stopped before crossing the dusty light beam.
It was still unclear to me whether I was still dreaming, or if something highly untoward happened to me while I slept. I breathed deeply as I was about to query the intruder as to its identity. The stale mildewed odor immediately reminded me of the cheap rooms that my father lived in while he was on the road. He told everyone he was a salesman, but I knew he was a professional gambler.
As I tried to speak, I found that I was no longer able to form any coherent words. I could only hear myself grunting and spitting as if my mouth had been numbed by a Dentist's needle.
The cloaked figure began to speak in a soft voice that was neither masculine nor feminine. In a tone that resembled a beautiful love song, it asked...
-dex
originally posted by: olaru12
"are you awake now?' "Stay quiet for awhile, the peyotl spirits will presently appear and make everything lucid and clean" The Red flashing No-Vancacy sign took on new meaning as my faculties began to reestablish themselves and my awareness was able to realize that this wasn't a dream; it was a terrible reality that would determine the fate of my immortal soul. I don't know how I knew this but I did and my conscientiousness recoiled in abject terror. I tried to focus on my situation....My name is Opal, I live in Denver, I am employed by Sears and I am in love with....
originally posted by: olaru12
a reply to: DexterRiley
Whatever you think best. You are obviously more experienced and articulate than I am. Your style is fantastic.
Do you write screenplays? That's really all Iv'e written mostly dialog. I really feel out of my element. I was just being a smartass by expanding on the others dreams. You have taken it to another level.