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The Dead Girl (Feb. 19, 2002)

This has to be the longest dream I’ve had where I remember most of it. It started out with a cat that I used to have named Ninja, who we got rid of a while ago, and he was walking behind me out of the hallway. Following him was his mom, who we still have, and she was smacking him in the head with her paw as if to say, “what are you doing back here?”. I picked up Ninja and started to pet him, and then he turned into my old cat that ran away, Runt. After that it transformed into a baby.

I think the baby was dead, and in the dream I knew this somehow, and wanted to find out how it died. I turned it over and the back of its shirt was cut down the middle, and I could see a rash on its back. My mom and sister looked at it like it was nothing, playing with it and observing it. My sister picked it up and asked me if it was still gushy, and started hugging it really tight.

After that the dream flashed to me being over at my uncle’s house, or, where he used to live. He’s not even my uncle anymore, but in the dream he was Cedric the Entertainer, and I was there with my dad. Cedric told me to remind him before he left to take the chocolate cake, and I said ok.

Then the dream flashed over to my house again, and a strange girl knocked at my door. I answered it and she was really young. Her right eye wouldn’t open and she had a strange rash on her, all over her body. She came in and sat down and started watching TV nobody said anything. I know we didn’t know her at all, she was just there. She would show up whenever she wanted, and it wasn’t like we were scared of her, in fact when she wasn’t there we missed her, or at least I did.

Somehow, in this dream my family was black, and it was Thanksgiving. We were having the celebrating at our house, and family started to pour in. Everybody brought food and she was never around when other people were, except for my mom and sister. Outside I saw Cedric walking to the house and he asked me what he was supposed to remember, and I said some type of cake or something.

After a while of the family being here, they all left my house and went two houses down to my uncle’s house. Then my friends came over, and some people I didn’t know, and suddenly I was drunk. I was talking to my friend Kazz and he busted out laughing and saying, “I fucked the dead girl”. He kept repeating it and laughing, and I was like, dude, that’s not cool. More people came in and I was suddenly so drunken that I was falling down and stuff. I don’t remember what happened next really, I guess I was too drunk or something and I was thinking about that girl.

When she came back she was older, and she had long blonde hair, but she still couldn’t open her right eye and she was covered in rashes, but yet I was somehow attracted to her. She walked in and since she had never said anything I walked up to her, and I think it scared her. I asked her how old she was, and she turned her head to me and faced the wall. She said “Uhm…. I think… uuuh, USA……….. No, age? …. Uhhhh…….. 19.” Then I asked her where she was from and she didn’t turn to look at me at all and said “My daddy says, you know, like from the East.” I decided to stop my questions and sit down, and she came over to watch TV, but she wouldn’t sit next to me, she kept moving away. Then she finally looked at me and said that she had to go take the truck back, and that was the end of my dream.