FreAKish NIgHMarE
I woke up from a very freaky dream today. The last I actually had a dream or precisely, a nightmare was about 2-3 months ago. I hardly dream, sleep becomes a proper mandatory shut down of my whole brain system without any background processes. Even if I do dream, I never remember my dreams the moment I wake up no matter how hard I try.
It has to be because I slept in the afternoon, my mind had enough rest so I guess it was active throughout the night. I even had trouble falling asleep in the first place.
Anyway, this dream was really weird because it was actually a chain of events that actually was included in my daily life. I’ll talk about the events first before getting to the nightmare.
It all started when my boyfriend called last night and while we were talking, he said he met one Indonesian guy who survived tsunami. He is currently in a Malaysian college, with full scholarship. According to him, the guy saw a huge mountain of black water rushing in and even when he tried to run as fast as he could, he was trapped, the water sucked him under, and when he managed to pull himself out, he clung to a floating tree trunk and passed out. When he woke up, he saw himself surrounded by a sea of dead bodies. He managed to sustain himself by consuming whatever edible items like milo or magi mee that floated his way until he was found. He still has no idea what happened to his family.
And event two, as most of you guys know, I am really looking forward to the forthcoming convo ceremony and meeting up with my friends.
And event three would be, I took time off yesterday so I was wondering if the clerk to whom I submitted my form to had actually passed it to the Personnel department.
And here’s the nightmare I had last night.
Sham, ammu and I were supposed to bunk in the hostel for the convo ceremony. The hostel room was located in the fourth floor in MMU, so we struggled with our belongings, climbing the stairs all the way to the fourth floor and when we reached there, to my horror, I saw small dead bodies covered in while cloth on the door of every single room.
Sham and ammu were nonchalantly talking, and ammu even opened the door to the room, stepped over the small white corpse and went inside while I stared in disbelief outside, not knowing whether to scream or cry. Sham meanwhile was urging me to get inside and put my stuff away so we can go down and meet the rest of the gang. Incredulously, I went down to the hostel office and inquired about the corpses. They gave me a simple shocking reply. Those were the corpses of small schoolchildren in a school nearby, who died during the tsunami. According to them, the corpses were on each floor and they had managed to clean the first three floors while the fourth will be cleaned the next day.
I walked back to my room in a dazed state, passing by other rooms, wide open with girls sleeping inside and small corpses lining the door. I went back to my room and to my disbelief, my shaking hands actually picked up the small corpse at my room entrance, and ,I was walking around, trying to find a proper burial place, shivering in fear, repulsion, and sadness.
I reached my old secondary school, (I have no idea how the story went from Cyber to Kedah in a split of a second) and was begging the kids to help me with the dead child but everyone was just curious to lift the cloth and look at the body rather than to help me.
Then out of a sudden, I was with the clerk at my office, riding in her car, into a deep bush, trying to find a place for burial. Out of a sudden, the whole place started flooding, so the clerk tried driving through the water and we got stuck inside while the water level was rising and we were struggling to breathe. I turned to my side and saw another car, with a couple inside, also struggling to breathe, with terror etched into every corner of their faces.
I knew I was about to die when the water began rising, almost sinking the car.Suddenly a group of African guys from MMU broke open the door and pulled us both to safety.
That’s when my alarm rang at 6 and I woke up.
Freaky. I really hope it doesnt mean a thing.
It has to be because I slept in the afternoon, my mind had enough rest so I guess it was active throughout the night. I even had trouble falling asleep in the first place.
Anyway, this dream was really weird because it was actually a chain of events that actually was included in my daily life. I’ll talk about the events first before getting to the nightmare.
It all started when my boyfriend called last night and while we were talking, he said he met one Indonesian guy who survived tsunami. He is currently in a Malaysian college, with full scholarship. According to him, the guy saw a huge mountain of black water rushing in and even when he tried to run as fast as he could, he was trapped, the water sucked him under, and when he managed to pull himself out, he clung to a floating tree trunk and passed out. When he woke up, he saw himself surrounded by a sea of dead bodies. He managed to sustain himself by consuming whatever edible items like milo or magi mee that floated his way until he was found. He still has no idea what happened to his family.
And event two, as most of you guys know, I am really looking forward to the forthcoming convo ceremony and meeting up with my friends.
And event three would be, I took time off yesterday so I was wondering if the clerk to whom I submitted my form to had actually passed it to the Personnel department.
And here’s the nightmare I had last night.
Sham, ammu and I were supposed to bunk in the hostel for the convo ceremony. The hostel room was located in the fourth floor in MMU, so we struggled with our belongings, climbing the stairs all the way to the fourth floor and when we reached there, to my horror, I saw small dead bodies covered in while cloth on the door of every single room.
Sham and ammu were nonchalantly talking, and ammu even opened the door to the room, stepped over the small white corpse and went inside while I stared in disbelief outside, not knowing whether to scream or cry. Sham meanwhile was urging me to get inside and put my stuff away so we can go down and meet the rest of the gang. Incredulously, I went down to the hostel office and inquired about the corpses. They gave me a simple shocking reply. Those were the corpses of small schoolchildren in a school nearby, who died during the tsunami. According to them, the corpses were on each floor and they had managed to clean the first three floors while the fourth will be cleaned the next day.
I walked back to my room in a dazed state, passing by other rooms, wide open with girls sleeping inside and small corpses lining the door. I went back to my room and to my disbelief, my shaking hands actually picked up the small corpse at my room entrance, and ,I was walking around, trying to find a proper burial place, shivering in fear, repulsion, and sadness.
I reached my old secondary school, (I have no idea how the story went from Cyber to Kedah in a split of a second) and was begging the kids to help me with the dead child but everyone was just curious to lift the cloth and look at the body rather than to help me.
Then out of a sudden, I was with the clerk at my office, riding in her car, into a deep bush, trying to find a place for burial. Out of a sudden, the whole place started flooding, so the clerk tried driving through the water and we got stuck inside while the water level was rising and we were struggling to breathe. I turned to my side and saw another car, with a couple inside, also struggling to breathe, with terror etched into every corner of their faces.
I knew I was about to die when the water began rising, almost sinking the car.Suddenly a group of African guys from MMU broke open the door and pulled us both to safety.
That’s when my alarm rang at 6 and I woke up.
Freaky. I really hope it doesnt mean a thing.
posted by BluePixie @ 11:15 AM
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