Death during Youth

Ok, so I had yet another weird dream last night. I don't remember all the details but I'll try to recall as much as possible. I remember it was me and LaDona and I don't know if we were trying to get to the high school or if we had already gotten there but had to leave....at some point we were there but we would not park even though the parking lot was empty. So as we were driving around the parking lot (I think maybe waiting for someone) we saw a guy (a senior like Anthony or Cody Borin) drive past so we followed him. When we got to his house though, the front door was open so we just walked inside. It was situated on the side of this hill by a lake back in the woods. Well, we walked out on the back porch when suddenly a tree or something huge like a tree started falling. We saw it coming right at us, and therefore managed to jump out of the way of the trunk, but still got pretty banged up by the branches and whatnot. Somehow, we got free and walked back to the road toawrds someone else's house. I want to say it was Seth McIntyre's house we were headed to for help but I'm not sure....maybe Joseph. Anyways, the walk seems to take forever since we both had gashes and bruises and LaDona had gotten stabbed in her side by a branch...about an inch deep or so. I just had a broken arm, a sprained ankle, and a bump on the head. So we finally get to this house. It's a brick house, fairly small. We knock but no one comes, so we thought we'd go use the phone to call for help. They only had one phone and it was a cordless that wasn't on the charger so I pressed the LOCATE button and we listened. It was coming from downstairs. We finally got to it when the house started shaking violently. An earthquake. I grabbed LaDona and started draggin her toward a doorway but it was too late, the house was starting to collapse. I tried to pick up a mattress to put on top of us, but I couldn't with my broken arm. Then I tried sliding it off the bed on top of us, but just as I was sliding it one of the main beams in the house crashed down right on top of us. From then on it was chaos with bricks falling on us and furniture. Although it only lasted a few minutes, it was dark outside when it was over. I knew because I could see the sky, the house was demolished on top of us. I saw that we were in a valley when I awoke, and started yelling for LaDona to say something, anything, to let me know she was alive. When I didn't hear anything I struggled to get loose but my legs were broken from the beam and I could tell it had smashed my organs pretty bad. My lungs were starting to collapse because I was losing my breath very fast, but I pulled myself over the debris with my one good arm and found her, buried deep. I pushed off what I could until her shoulders were free and I tried to shake her. She opened her eyes for a second and we both started crying. She looked at me and said "I'm not getting out of here, Steph, so tell Bo I love him..." and I hugged her as best I could and knew I didn't have long either. "I never thought we would die this young.." I gasped, and my mind started filling with all the people I'd never get to see again and all the things I'd never get to do. Then LaDona stopped breathing. I saw a notepad underneath a nightstand beside me and grabbed it. I took the pen off the spiral and wrote, "I'm sorry that I couldn't be here for you..." My breath was very short and shallow now and the pain was tearing through my body but I had just enough strength left to write "We'll all be together again." Then my hand froze and I dropped everything. I laid down next to LaDona's body and died.....

Was that Shane?

Ok, quickly, before I have to leave for school...I had another dream last night, but this one isn't as strange....I guess. You decide for yourself. What I remember is LaDona came with me to where the old Service Merchandise used to be on Markham one day before school. We were walkin across the parkin lot and I saw someone walking across the parking lot too, just about 30 feet away. I did a double-take because I realized it was Shane. He waves and started walkin over so we...or at least I, did the same. About the time Shane got within speaking distance LaDona screamed something about not talkin to Rachel anymore and left. Shane was different though because he had no facial hair at all and he was wearing a casual suit type thing. There was an awkward silence, followed by my weak attempt at a hug. He grabbed me and hugged me real good though and gave me great big kiss on the forhead and was like "I haven't seen you in what? Five...seven YEARS!!!" So we sat and talked a minute. I saw his wedding band and he told me about Stephanie and his little girl Julie who looked strangely like a 7 year old because she was sittin in the car with her nanny. That's right, Shane had a nanny. We chatted for a few and then inside one of the fast food restaurants right there we found us some drinks. While we were standing beside his car a bomb went off inside the fast food place and scared the daylights out of all of us, but as usual Shane was the rock and made everyone feel safer. That's all I remember...

Last Night

I'll only update this part briefly to say that FINALLY, a night passed that I did not have a dream about Daniel. However, I did have a nightmare. There were 3 other people, 2 men and a woman, that were on a sort of team with me. I think we were in the FBI or CIA or something...basically we were at headquarters and the bad guys were after us. Well, I was sitting at my desk and one guy was by the sliding glass door lookin outside. The other man was pacing the floor and the woman was on the phone in the living room. I had just stood up to go file something when I heard glass breaking, so I instantly jumped underneath the desk. I heard a shot go off, then a thud as the guy by the door was killed. I opened my eyes long enough to see the woman point her gun at the half dozen masked men that were surrounding her, but I shut them again real tight when I heard another shot and just KNEW that she was dead as well. Then the man pacing the floor was struggling, yelling things into the air...codes that I was supposed to decipher in case anything happened to him and I needed to get away fast. After the third shot, and my last teammate down, I squished against the wall just praying that no one could find me in the darkness under the desk. I cracked open the eye closest to the wall and saw the shadow of a figure taking a gun and puttin it right next to my skull...and I felt it. It was at this point that I knew I was dead so I forced myself to wake up....scared the be-Jesus outta me...

Other than that, I've begun a story that I would appreciate feedback on. Right now it's written as a play I guess, not in book form, but it will be when it's completed. Let me know what you think.


SCENE 1- BAR

Terrance: (head in hands with several empty glasses in front of him) God, what have I gotten myself into? Why did this happen to me?

Bartender: You look like you gotta story to tell, stranger. Ya havin’ problems the old lady? Seems like every man that comes in here has some kinda lady problems…it’s always that way this time of year though. So, ya want another beer or shall I get your tab for ya?

Terrance: Just give me a shot of whiskey and don’t ask me anymore of your dumb questions alright. Trust me, you do not want to know my problems. The last thing I want is to pull somebody else into this mess…

Bartender: (puts shot glass on counter and begins pouring) I think I got a right to judge for myself what I do and do not want to ask, thanks. If ya didn’t want to talk about it, ya coulda just said so. No need to be rude about it.

(Camera pans to the bar scene where there’s a live band in a dark room filled with cigarette smoke and scattered table/chairs containing a few lone men drowning in their own misery…back up to the bar there is a woman, early 20s, dark brown hair sitting a few seats down from Terrance. She pulls out a cigarette)

Chanell: Could I trouble ya for a light?

(Terrance reaches into his coat pocket and grabs some matches which he strikes and leans over to light her cigarette)

Chanell: You look like you’re a man who has a mind full o’troubles. What’s a doll like you doin in a crummy place like this joint when you could be out with your lady making all your troubles disappear, especially this time of year?

Terrance: Thanks Miss, but I’d rather not talk about me if you don’t mind.

Chanell: Fair enough. (she moves down a chair towards him) My name is Chanel, like the perfume. Chanel Orion. I’m from Waco, Texas and I’m a lawyer. Nice to meet you Mister….(she holds out her hand to shake his)

Terrance: Terrance, my name is Terrance. So you’re a lawyer, huh? You enjoy sitting around a courtroom all day, just waiting to ruin a person’s life do ya? Not many people like livin’ a lie where I come from, but that’s just us I guess.

Chanell: (somewhat defensive) And just where is it you’re from Terrance, or don’t your people have a name? Ya know, in Texas it’s considered impolite to insult a person’s profession…(she smiles smugly)

Terrance: (aggravated) That’s twice in the past five minutes someone has called me rude! What is with you people? Can’t a guy just have a drink in peace anymore? Or is that a crime these days, Miss Orion? I didn’t ask for company ya know! (gets up angrily to leave)

Chanell: Excuse me, Terrance? Before you leave, would you mind telling me where exactly you are from?

Terrnace: (stands in the doorway of the bar with the door open when he turns around) Fort Smith, Miss Orion, and no, that’s not in Texas. It is, however, in the South and where I come from it’s impolite to insult a person’s heritage…(slams the door)

Chanell: (to bartender) Well! Someone woke up on the wrong side of the farm… (bartender chuckles)

Scene 2- Street

(Terrance walks angrily to his car and pulls out in front of bustling city traffic when he gets stopped at a red light because the car in front of his will not turn right)

Terrance: Come on! Right on red, man, right on red! You got your blinker on, I can see it. Just turn the wheel to the right and accelerate. No one’s coming! Look, they all stopped for you, now if you would just GO…..Thank you, dumbass. It’s like the world is throwing all the idiots at me today…(turns up his radio and begins to sing “I Can’t Get No Satisfaction” by Rolling Stones)

Scene 3- Suburbia

(Terrance is seen pulling into a typical subdivision and again pulling into a garage. Afterwards, he gets out of the car, locks his car with the BEEP sound from keyless entry, and walks in long strides to the front door where he is seen fumbling for his keys)

Terrance: Damn key rings….(mocking)oh sure ‘Put them on a key ring that way you can’t lose them, honey’. What about losing the keys when they’re on the ring? Ever think of that? (interrupted by door opening by a woman in her late 50s wearing an apron) Hiya, mom. (gives her a kiss on the cheek and walks into the house) How was your day? Mmmm, supper smells great. Whatcha cookin?

Sophia: Don’t you hide things from me, boy! Comin’ in here acting all nice and obedient when you know good and well you can’t lie to me. Don’t you think you can patronize me, mister. I’m your mother and I know what’s best for you and I say you’re not gonna have a bite to eat until you tell me what’s on your mind.

Terrance: Ma, I really don’t want to talk about it okay. It’s really none of your….

Sophia: (interrupts him) I didn’t ask you if you wanted to talk about it, did I? Sit your behind in that chair mister…..NOW! (he sits, reluctantly) Now, tell mother what’s bothering you and DON’T dress it up now, ya hear? (fades out as he begins to tell the story)


Scene 4- Flashback

(opens with a little boy playing in a jungle gym when a little girl walks up to him wearing pigtails)

Tonya: Terrance, stop playing around and come on! (turns to walk away)

Little Terrance: Tonya, I don’t think we should… (hesitates) My momma would be really mad if I got my clothes dirty and I’m getting kinda hungry anyway….(sees that she’s walked far away and isn’t turning around to listen to him) Tonya! Hey Tonya! Come back! (starts walking to catch up with her and mutters ) Well I can’t let you go alone…..

(Back to the present, Terrance is scene in bed reacting to this dream/memory when he awakens with a start and sits up in his bed. He walks over to the window and pulls back the curtain where it is dawn and a light snow is falling outside his apartment. He walks over to the bathroom and splashes cold water on his face from the sink, then proceeds to the living room where he turns his television onto The Weather Channel. He walks into the kitchen, turns on the coffee pot, and begins rummaging through the kitchen for suitable breakfast items.)

Meterologist: Looks like it’s gonna be a cold day out there, folks. Yes indeed, it is definitely Christmastime here in our beautiful city. The windchill factor today is in the low teens and the wind itself is moving in from the north at around 15-20mph. Now on the west coast it’s far from winter wonderland. There’s a heat wave moving in from the southern Pacific region and the warm air is rising…..(sound drowns out by a sputter from the coffee maker and the clanging of Terrance searching for a fork in a drawer.)

Do I Moonlight as the Energizer Bunny?

So I keep having these reoccuring dreams about people that I've been around for years. Some are ex's, but most are friends that have come and gone. There is one though, that drives me insane because I keep having it over and over again....the same thing. I'm running down the back hall at school as fast as I can, I burst through the cafeteria doors outside, and I'm panicking because I can't find who I'm looking for. I just keep searching the parking lot and there are hundreds of students that I recognize wandering around, obscuring my vision. I just can't find whoever it is I'm looking for. Finally, at the far end (by where I park) I see Clint standing around and I start running towards him. I run and run and after what seems like a ridiculous amount of time he's about 10 feet away and then it happens- I find who I've been looking for. He's standing about 5 feet in front of Clint. Instead of going to Clint, I run at him and I embrace him in this hug that...well, it was like I hadn't seen him in years. As I'm hugging him, Clint comes back into view and he doesn't necessarily look angry or anything, it's like he feels left out or maybe like he doesn't belong- like he shouldn't be seeing me hugging Daniel. That's right, it's Daniel...the whole time I'm chaotic and running around searching, I was looking for Daniel. My dream ends really abruptly when I ask Daniel under my breath gasping for air (because I was running so much), "Daniel, where have you been?" Yeah I've pretty much had that dream every night now for about 2 weeks. Sometimes I see different people in the parking lot and sometimes it isn't Clint standing there. It's been a variety of people: Daniel's brother, Kyle, my brother's friend Jerry, my dad, Chad, and once it was Lizz and Audra. The part that really gets under my skin is that I always wake up before I get to here the answer to my question. It's like I run, I search, I recognize, I find, I hug and ask and then I wake up....very annoying. I had another dream 2 nights ago where I was at a play rehearsal for Last Will and Testament (the cursed play). The set is halfway constructed and there are a few actors...Jordan and Carson I think....talking to Dupins at stage right. The house lights are off and there is only light on the actors and on a stairway part of the set. I'm standing in the front row of the House on stage left and I can see Kaitlyn Tuttle coaching Rodney on his lines backstage by the boy's dressing room. There is no one at the booth and no one on the catwalk....it's like I'm invisible. There's a script at the edge of the stage in front of me and as I reach for it everything suddenly goes into a scene from a horror film. The very second I touch the script every single person on stage comes into view glaring at me like they want to kill me. I feel a bit intimidated naturally, but I figure they must be looking somewhere else since I'm invisible...but they aren't. As I pick up the folder the script is in and start to walk away, I can hear foosteps running off the stage, people jumping off the skirt and into the House, and they are getting louder...closer...and I begin to panic. My heart starts racing and I'm breathing faster....my hands are shaking so bad I can barely hold the script, and I just get this feeling like "Ok, this is it. This is how I'm going to die..." so I just close my eyes and stand still as the footsteps reach within inches of me. Then, a hand on my shoulder jerks me around to face the stage and I open my eyes....no one is there. All the lights are on, music is blaring All By Myself by Celine Dion. I'm standing dead center of the House and I'm really confused, but then I hear footsteps in the distance from sidestage and Dupins comes into view, blocking the light in his eyes with his hands, looking out to the House at me. He says, "Hey Battle Axe, you gonna stay here all night or am I gonna have to get Chad in here to help you clean up?" The End. Weird dreams, definitely. It has to be a good sign though that in both of these dreams I'm not running from anything. One I'm running to Daniel, and the other I just panic and freeze up. Other than all that, there's not much worth noting. My friendship with dear Mr. Craig has renewed over the past month or 2 which is always nice, although now we are closer than before....and not in a negative way, just that we talk more to each other I guess. I made the so-called "impossible A" in AP Euro! That's a MIRACLE! Uhh...Daniel got a new girlfriend but of course everyone already knows that. (This is the point where I sit and stare at the blinking cursor because I don't ahve anything else to say......so I'm just gonna end it without an end...)

Was it a dream or a Sign?

So I know I've posted fairly recently and all that jazz, but I had quite a disturbing dream last night. Now, before I go and tell you about it, I'd like to make it extremely clear that the title of this blog does not now, nor will it ever, mean that I have a thought in my tiny little head about "maybe...possibly...but what if..???" Yeah, that's never going o be the case because I've learned from past experiences that "What if" can drive you absolutely insane and if it doesn't drive you insane, it will most definitely drive you to do things that on any normal day you yourself would consider to BE insane. Now...back to the dream. Well I was pulling into a parking spot at school, apparently it was mine, and I was not at all happy about this space. I was about to get out of my car when this red car thing that's brand spankin' new whips into the space on the driver's side, nearly taking off my door. Apparently this was why I hated my parking space. So I get out of the car and just as I'm grabbing my backpack the kid in the red car gets out and yells something at someone on the sidewalk and I recognized the voice immediately. Who is it you wonder? Well, none other than the tall, dark headed, obnoxious devil himself- Kyle Minyard. Something is different about him though, it's not that I like him or anything like that-- it's just more of a characteristic that I hadn't noticed before that made me not hate him with such a passion....just a strong disliking now. So the day goes by in a blur but after school somethng is happening on the field and people are running everywhere. I wanted to get a better look so I went up towards the press box but who is at the top of the stairs coming down (as if he had taken the very thought from my head....the thief!): Kyle of course! Wait, he's saying something to me and he's being nice....I can't understand what it is he wants, so I just followed him. I followed him for what seemed like hours (or at least until it was dark) and he was just a'talkin about this and that blah blah blah, still being completely human. I just didn't understand it. What's worse is that I'm actually enjoying myself being in his company. Now I know what you're thinking and the answer is yes, it was an alternate universe because there is simply no other explanation. As I was saying...we're having a big ol' time just laughing and talking when finally I realized how long it'd been since we started our journey and I asked him where we were going. "Well, we're here now..." It's prom and everyone is all dressed up and I just started spazzing cuz here I thought I was in blue jeans and a t-shirt, yet when I looked down I was all beautiful. Kyle on the other hand- still in his jncos (of course). So I started looking for someone, I think it was supposed to be Clint but I'm not sure...and I totally left Kyle behind. It's the last dance, a slow song, and I'm standing in the middle of the floor by myself when the crowd decided it was the perfect time to part and low and behold- Kyle. So I started to panic naturally cuz no one would ever want to go back to that crazy mixed up situation we had and I certainly wasn't about to appear as though I was lonely, just to avoid such an instance. However, as always, he saw right through me and walked over, took my hand, and led me to the dancefloor. So we're dancing and all I'm thinking is why the HELL am I doing this? I don't wanna be here! I don't wanna be with him! I kept telling my feet to turn aroun, to walk away, to RUN as fast as they would carry me but they just kept dancing. As the song ended, he looked down at me, kissed my forehead, and whispered "I know it won't ever work, but you really were my best friend..." and POOF! No more dream! Scary huh?