
I had the scariest dream when I woke up today! I was in some strange building with a handful of other people, close to my age or older. One of the girls sitting next to me (She kinda looked like Lisa from Saved By The Bell) informed me that we were there because we were in the Army and we were shipping (literally..by ship) off to training. I talked to this girl for a while until we all got herded onto some sort of cargo ship. To make it clear, there was no top deck to this boat that I know of. We were held in a cargo area of the boat. There was a staircase leading up to a door that had a circle window on it to look out.
As we got on our way (of course, this being dream time, we were already in the middle of the ocean) I started to get really concerned as I tried to inform the snob lady that was in charge of us that I was no longer IN the army and there was no way I was authorized to be on my way to training. She ignored me, I'm sure putting me off as a crybaby not wanting to leave home. Which is true, in part.
We met another cargo-like ship in the middle of the ocean where the group I had traveled with got off and onto a large boat that the cargo ship was pulling along. Turns out that they were training in a different place than me and that was there stop. This is when I started to get really frantic and tried again to inform Miss Priss (she really was a snob) that there was SOME sort of mistake and that I needed to go home right that instance. My friend's group loaded the ship and were already a ways away from our boat. I started to get a really bad feeling as I ran up those stairs to look out that little circle window at the other boat. I freaked. There were sharks circling the boat behind the cargo ship. I started yelling at the snob lady about the danger, just as a killer whale broke through the surface of the water and snapped the boat in two with it's jaws. I screamed at the top of my lungs. I believe somewhere at this point the thought crossed my mind that, again, I was NOT supposed to be here and I had better be getting paid for this. As I watched the boat and the cargo ship get torn into ruins by the sharks and killer whale (it may not seem like it, but this was really quite scary in my mind), my horror grew as in front of my little window I saw something that looked like an very very large, white,pointy, water logged tree was protruding out of the water against our ship. I made a small mental note that this supposed branch was angling AWAY from my window, which was good. However, the face that it was so daunting and dangerous looking didn't do much for my terror. I believe I screamed again as I watched MORE pointy tree looking things coming up. That's when I realized they were not trees. They were teeth. And pointing away from us didn't seem like a good thing anymore since that would mean our cargo ship was inside whatever mouth this was. The teeth started to close around the ship. The long sharp teeth punctured through the ship's wall and water started pouring in everywhere. I had a vague sense of the terror the Titanic must have felt as they were sinking. I went under the water, feeling suffocated and my mind shattered from the fear.
I woke up in a start, with a pillow covering my face (explaining the difficulty breathing) and dead headphones in my ears (explaining the sudden feeling of water rushing over my head). I scolded myself for being so silly. I had put my headphones in to block out the sound of Chicago construction next to our building and the pillow over my head to block out the rising sun. I guess that dream is my punishment for sleeping in later than I meant to. *sigh*
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