._. I had this horrible nightmare... ----------------------------- I was in a frilly white and black dress, the ruffles tickling my skin. My hair was all curly and lowered down to my sholders. I was a frilly little doll. Then, I heard footsteps and the door locked. "Annabella... How do you express hate and love?" A boy around the age of thirteen wearing a black formal suit walked towards me. Was he talking to me? "Annabella..." He grabbed my hand and kissed it. I wanted to run, tell him he was a creep, but i couldn't. I was frozen. I was a life sized doll, only capable of staring. "Annabella... Annabella..." I was hearing voices as the boy took out a knife from his pockets. Suddenly, I wanted to scream. "Lenore, NO!" But too late. He had already stabbed me in the heart. Then my world went black. -------- I was screaming! And Lenore is a pretty weird name huh.
Lenore is a weird nameOne time I had a dream that my art teacher from elementary school was eating a half-snake, half chicken. And then my brother walked in and gave her 37 jellybeans.
Thats very strange lol i once had a dream i was married to mr bean tho so that was strange...and very very disturbing...
I had a weird dream.... I was running in a dark damp hallway, and guys were chasing me. All of a sudden I saw an escape ladder, so I ran towards it. But I was too late and some guys grabbed a pipe and hit me on the back of the head..... But then again, I watched a marathon of Tower Prep. There better b a 2nd season or I will b pissed.
:O Lol. Guys dig mexican chicks. And there was a prequel to this dream.... -------- "mommy... Can i buy that doll?" A boy at the age of 6 grabbed my hand and gripped it tightly, his eyes gleaming with happiness when he held me. "Yes Lenore...." After I was sold, the boy named me Annabella and we had tea parties and pretend picnics. ------- 7 years later. ------- "Annabella, do you love me?" I was looking at Lenore curiously. "Sorry master. I don't love you... I just love you as a friend." Suddenly, his hand gripped tighter until the whole tea set was shaking. "Why?! Why don't you love me?! I give you everything! I play with you! I love you!" Doll tears streamed down my face as I tried to find the words. "I'm not good enough for you Master... I'm just a ugly rag doll..." Lenore punched the wall and then hugged me tightly, my limp body in strong arms. "You're not. You're my Annabella..." But that was not the only thing that bothered me. I was scared of Lenore more than I loved him. "Yes... Master..." ------ the horror of it. I wasn't controlling the dream or my voice but Annabella looked and sounded just like me.
Huh. It's cool. But I think Lenore has anger issues....... Did u read my post on the thread 'Racist' ?!