Doberdream Anthology Vol. 3

So anyway, my first dream had to do with an office worker I had a crush on back when I worked as a graphic artist for a shampoo company in the early nineties. She's two years older that I am (we were in our late twenties then), she stood about five feet tall but she was very, very cute and I thought the world for her. Of course she hates me like the plague but hey, who doesn't? (Am I right, people?)

The dream doesn't offer much. In it, she and her friend (another of my former co-worker) were working at a different job at a mall (the company I worked for had gone belly up by now). As in real life, we hardly ever spoke to each other. She just sat in a booth and I stood there looking pretty much like an idiot as the other officemate tended to my order...whatever that was. But it was still nice to see them after all these years.

My second dream was very, very weird. It was at home....early morning...about 5:00 AM or so. Usually I sleep alone in my room. In my dream, there were three of us: my brother and someone esle who I assumed was one of his friends. Our beds were placed in a U-formation along the walls. But that wasn't the weird part. As I "woke up", I heard my mother chanting something downstairs. I sounded so weird that I had to get up and see what was happening. As I went down the stairs, I saw this weird plant thing. And it was moving, as if doing its morning calisthenics. Downstairs, there was this huge crab that was about to be cooked. And it too was moving albeit in a menacing way.

Thankfully, my third and last dream was anything but threatening. It began with me watching a YouTube video of my favorite Japanese singer Megumi Hayashibara. The odd thing about the dream was that she and her husband were supposed to be guests in our house. Unlike in my previous dream which took place in our current 1282 address, this one took place at our old 1306 address.

The Ghost of Mrs. Iffy

My first dream entry in a long while turned out to be my first nightmare entry in a long while too.

I'm not sure but I think it all began before I fell asleep last night. In my novels, I always try to come up with pun names for my characters. Last night, I was thinking about the JFK assassination and came up with the name Degrassi Knoll...or Degrassi Knowles. Yes, it's corny as heck. That's probably why my subconsious revolted.

In my dream, the family was staying either at home or at a hotel...considering that we were all packed in one room. The curious thing about it was that not only was my nephew there...but also my estranged sister-in-law. And true to character she hates me in my dream just as she does in real life...considering the way she sneered at me.

So anyway, it was late at night and it was raining real hard. That made the place real creepy and I was sure that the place was haunted. Against my better judgment, I decided to get up and go to the bathroom. I heard my sister-in-law cackling behind me and as I do in real life, I ignored her. I got into the bathroom...and as soon as I closed the the water from the sink and the shower began splashing into the walls for no apparent reason. For me that was a sure sign that the place was haunted...and I panicked. I tried to get out but there was no doorknob. The only way I could get out was the small hole in the door where I'd have to fit my finger so I could open the door.

I screamed for help but I was out of breath and my voice didn't quite carry. It was then that I turned towards the shower area and I saw...the ghost. It looked like a real person but I couldn't tell its gender. The face looked feminine but the body was masculine. The ghost was wrapped in a white towel from the chest down. Was he/she/it Degrassi Knoll/Knwoles?

And after seeing the ghost...I woke up.