Okay... I am still so freaked out...!

I went to sleep around 20 or so minutes ago, before 2PM (when I woke up) at any rate, after playing some Text Twist on the computer. As part of my nightly routine, I turn on the radio (hehehe rock station!), turn off lights, snuggle into my blanketsn on my side, close my eyes and go to sleep. I was actually thinking of the Illusion monthly challenges, about what and how I wanna write my January fic finally, with snippets of possible scenes for the other months.

I was drifting off when I had some annoying thoughts, so I hit my forehead twice with my hand -- just a light hard tap to get them out of my head.

So off I went back to drifting off to the sounds of the radio when I can and do swear to you I felt fingernails on my hands. And I can tell you who it was that was bothering my sleep -- sorry Feifu but it was you ^__^;; Gods I was so freaked out internally thinking something must have happened to you and Seika and Saint, coz I could hear their voices in the backgroud even though it was just Feifu who was actually bugging me and calling me to wake up.

I kept my eyes closed but I batted my hand and hit something attached to a clothesline and it shot straight at those three, hitting someone, so this someone natters on about me hitting them etc.

I felt I was back in my actual bed so I just kept my eyes closed and tried to go back to sleep -- try being the operative word here coz I actually felt the bed dip and someone get in bed behind me. I was surprised and even more so when he spooned with me in bed...! I honestly can still feel a weight on my back as I type this and it's raising goosebumps all over my arms!

But something went wrong coz I started struggling and screaming. I fought off the guy and went down to the kitchen area and I somehow ended up among a group of children playing on the floor. Two sisters were playing but the older one started crying and throwing a tantrum while the younger one just stared at her. Someone behind me told one kid on the phone to rewind the tape so they could watch the movie again; it was one of those Disney princesses movie, either Cinderella or Snow White.

Then I was running again, this time up a beautiful wrought iron staircase, the winding type but it's wide and not cramped. The wall was a bright cream and on a niche was a red statue of St. Joseph. It fell off its altar and explodes into hundreds of small bright pieces.

It was actually quite pretty, kinda John Woo cinematography ^__^;;

Somehow or the other, I end up outside my room and the guy is inside. I'm trying to get into my room so I could kick his ass out of my room and he's pushing the door closed on me. Gah, bloody bastard... and he's covered in a brown and red thick blanket so I can't see his face.

I realized then that I had to wake up, otherwise, who knows what'll happen in this dream world where I was already molested in my own bed, so I went to the ledge and backed off it until I fell.

I fell, and I felt the wind rushing around me. I can't adequately explain it right now, only that the sensation I felt was like my consciousness was falling back to my stationary body in my real bed. I ain't kidding, it was like that! And when my consciousness merged with my body, I didn't immediately open my eyes, but I knew I was back and that I was going to wake up, I had to wake up.

I opened my eyes and I flexed my hand, just to see if I was really back ^__^;; I got up, turned the lights on and went downstairs to type this up. It doesn't sound as freaky and creepy as it was when I was inside the dream but it was freaky, honest.


Fifteen or twenty minutes of sleep and this is the freaky dream that I had. Freaky. And I didn't move an inch! Gah, I honestly thought someone was in bed with me! But I know that's impossible unless the characters that I've been writing suddenly came to life!

Okay... getting sleepy... it's 3AM now. I'll post this then go back to sleep. Hmm... lights on or lights off? Gah, electric bill -- lights off.