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Friday
Terrible night.
I didn't fall asleep happy. Not that I was sad nor upset,but just unhappy. Anyhow, I don't know if this was the trigger for the nightmare that i had.
It was a very vivid nightmare, with alot of references to what's in my life.
The story started with my family shifting house. But we're doing it at a dilly dally mode. our old block was emptied out, there wasn't a single soul. Then out of the blue, the backdrop morphed into a war scene (i always have nightmares of war and i don't know why. Maybe someday, i'm really going to suffer in one). The flats across the carpark was now a ghettos for some arabs. they looked shabby and hostile. Then somewhere in the corner of the carpark, there's a mercs (old car,with open top), with the bonnet taken out. A caucasian family was seated in the remnants of the car and enjoying their little picnic.
suddenly, the ghetto dwellers turned aggressive. A group of men came up to the mercs and dragged the white man out of the car. Then, they started towing the mercs (with the women and kids) out of the carpark. That ignited a roar of cheers from the ghettos. That scaring the shit out of me. I basically witnessed all these 'action' from my 11th storey flat.
I ran into my flat and hasten my parents and aunty as I sense that we'll be their next target. but mom was totally nonchalent about it. And true enough, the next thing i know was, A Big group of them were at my door. There were men, women, kids, young and old. And then one of the women spoke up, asking for the toilet. My mom gaily unlock the gate and let her in. then mom saw the kids being interested in all our 'tangible assests' and she started feeling charitable and gave all our food and belongings to these kids. I tried to stop her, telling her that we won't have enough to distribute and there will be nothing left for ourselves. but she chided me for being selfish. I mean, these guys are not our friends. they're hostile!
Oh i forgot to mention, not only was there my parents and my aunty, my uncle somehow appeared too, and there's a little brother in the family now. Just that he's young and unruly. somewhat reminds me of jovy. So everyone felt the tension and the threat except my stubborn mom who is still enjoying herself playing with the kids.
not knowing that the rest of the bystanders were laying wires and gadgets around our premises.
Back to the lady in the toilet. She sure was taking a very long time. so i went up to her and knocked on the door. The door pushed opened and i saw her almost naked, and on the floor, among her dress, was a big mass of copper wires. I screamed. But mom shrugged it off.
Everyone, with the exception of my mom, realised what danger we were in. Dad started to hold onto my 'little brother' and tried to keep him quiet and get him to behave. We retreated into my old room, only to find that a survelliance camera was set up in my room, plus the room was tapped. Oh, you must be wondering where mom was. She was still socialising out there. We gave up on her.
I started miming to my dad about what we should do next to save ourselves and return to our new flat, to where we belong. But we were being watched, I had to be as discreet as possible. At that point in time, i've already lost my rationality and sanity. All i could feel was immense fear. I was desperate to get away. To run. But we were trapped and we couldn't really give up my mom totally isnt it?
The alarm went off, and i thank god for that.
3/03/2006|1comments [speak] 
