Title: Slave of Chinese/Flood;listening to African Story (viewed by 0 registered dreamers, whilst MisleadingHitCount reads 2904)
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Date: Wed 14 Nov 07
Earliest I can remember, I am sitting in the back of a van. In the van was a chinese family. A father, mother, and two girls who looked to be in their teen years. There was a whole skirmish about my crayola tin box that contains a lot of old crayons from the early 90s. The mother was saying she was gonna throw it out but I said "no." I held the tin in my lap and it felt like I've gone through this argument before.
The father pulls into a gas station and gets out. For some reason, the teen girls were now on either side of me and that made me feel highly uncomfortable. I just kept my head down and stared at my tin box. The father came over to the side and pulled the door open. One of the girls lept up to him and said she was sorry. What for? I don't know.
For some reason, the father was now angry at me? He said I better run. He went around to the driver side and pulled out a long sword. I was now fussing with the seatbelt and it didn't go until the father got back to my side. I hopped out of the van and started to run as he pulled the sword out of its sheathe.
Around this time, the scene seemed to go slo-mo. There were all kinds of swords flying past me. I looked behind me as I was running, to make sure I knew where to duck. Suddenly, I saw a duo of swords flying at me and something inside of me rang. I knew I had to get my hands on those two swords. This meant I had to put the crayola tin down.
After I put it on the ground, I was able to catch one of the swords in mid-air before I had to grab the other sword that landed on the ground. A closer look at the swords showed that the entire thing was flat-like and about half an inch thick. I didn't understand why the swords didn't have a blade but I figure they should help me fight the father.
He caught up to me and I don't remember what happened next. I want to say we may have gone through a restaurant? But we were outside and I remember it was night time. He was advancing towards me and I was walking backwards. It was night time and all the fast food lights were on. We were walking on parking lots and going over grass medians into other fast food places.
There were several times that I tried to turn and run but I was just unable to run so I was forced to turn around. I remember thinking that we'll just have to keep waking like this until he loses interest or something changes. As I was walking backwards up a grass median, the father tried to point out that I was about to fall into a lake behind me. I knew he was lying so I pretended to look but at the last second, I dodged aside. As he went flying by me, I used the sword to bash him on the back of the head.
He went down but started to groan as he was trying to get up. I bashed him on the head with the sword repeatedly and waited. Again, he was groaning but I hit him over and over. There was no blood or anything. I was just trying hard to get him to stay down.
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Earliest I can remember, I am standing out in front of a row of stores similar to Wal-Mart. It's night time. It's raining really hard. I had to go meet someone so I ran in the rain until I went to the end of the stores to a house. Two men stepped out and I recognized one as a character from some old 90's tv series but I don't remember who. He was happy to see me because he said it had been a long time since we last saw each other but he had to go. He was going somewhere with another guy. I said "Okay."
I started walking back across the front of the stores. I noticed the rain was really coming down. I came across a store that had these two huge bonsai trees but the weird thing was, the bonsai trees were positioned in place in each square white pot that were about 3' high. There was nothing but water in the pots. Water was also just gushing in from above into the white pots and the bonsai trees were just sitting there as if they were rooted in soil but they weren't. I thought it was a neat gimmick that the store set up but I wasn't sure.
As I looked around, I began to notice cars were driving by themselves. It was as if the water was replacing everything. I didn't feel threatened though. I just resumed walking until I felt my feet splash into major water. I looked down and realized there was a flooding.
Suddenly a woman pulled me by the arm and I gave her a hug. The dream sense told me that we had a fight and that all this time, I was looking for her? I apologized profusely and told her that we shouldn't have had our argument and all... She was happy to see me and we resumed walking.
The water was up to our waist now before I pulled open the door to an apartment complex. The woman told me to stop because she had two friends that needed help. I got the sense that they had come from Africa because of what they were wearing. One was a woman who's leg was injured and the other was a man trying to help her. I kept the door open and let everyone in.
First thing we did was went to a stair well to climb out of the water. I told the woman that I was gonna go check the apartments on the first story to find anyone because "you know how old people can be stubborn and refuse to leave." I went down the stairs into the water again before the african woman on the stairs told me to come back.
As I came up the steps, I knew she was ready to tell me a story and I imagined myself saying, "Why'd you tell me that if you knew it was gonna discourage me?" but I just settled on the step. The scene seemed to change a little. We were still on the steps in the apartment complex and it was still flooding but the room darkened and there was a fire on the middle of the stairs. The african woman was telling me about how long ago, a group of men meant to take one child to be sacrified but they ended up taking two and that caused a whole series of problems that I just can't seem to remember. I just remember being pulled in and being overwhelmed by the story.
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