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Didn't think I could get angry enough to kill a man but I did... At least in a dream.
The dream started off a few years after high school in Las Vegas. It was Christmas eve and I was getting ready to go to midnight mass. I left early so I wouldn't have to worry about parking or finding a seat. When I got there I met an old friend, Cathy, from elementary school. It was a surprise because I haven't seen her in years. We ended up talking about what was going on in our lives...
then the dream skipped and I ended up in my car with my friend Matt and Cathy. I was taking them home. I dropped Cathy off first then was about a block away from my house and Matt's when my car died. I parked the car on the side of the road so Matt could run to his house to grab his car so he could tow me back home. While I was waiting for Matt to get back I got a phone call from him. All he said was "he's coming."
flashback... My dream did a flashback to when I was talking with Cathy. She told me that one of our classmates was stalking her. After high school he turned into this big fat loser that was obsessed with her. He followed her wherever she moved... Texas, Wyoming, and now Vegas.
The flashback ended and I ran to Matt's house. I grabbed a bike before he could say anything and took off to Cathy's house which was about 1 1/2 miles away. Matt took a short cut and ended up ahead of me but then I zoomed right past him without noticing. Then I slowed down and stopped to tell him meet me at her house. I took off again but I couldnt go fast enough. The quick stop I made bent the front tire so that the brakes would rub against it. I didn't have time to worry about that because the loser guy was on his way to Cathy's house in a car and Matt and I just had a few minutes to get there. I kept pedaling but the loser guy was already there. I could see that he had her pinned down in the backyard but she was fighting back. Then he punched her hard in the head and she was dazed and couldnt do anything more. I yelled out "HEY!" which came out more like a roar. The loser guy didnt respond or anything. It was like he didn't care what else was going on around him. When I got there he was on top of her and I tried to pull him off but he ignored me even after I yelled at him and grabbed him. So I picked up this tea kettle and started smashing it into his head. GET OFF! BAM! GET OFF! BAM! then he was dead. Matt arrived and he said we should get rid of the body. I told him that the loser guy might still be alive because the tea kettle wasnt that hard. So Matt wanted to put him in a truck and crash it into a canyon and make it look like an accident because it WAS full of beer bottles. If he was still alive now then the crash into a canyon would kill him. Tempting... Then I saw the video camera the loser guy was using to tape what he was gonna do... That brought me back to my senses because even if no one found out how he really died I would know. Then I called 911 and reported what happened. Even had taped evidence if needed.
The dream started off a few years after high school in Las Vegas. It was Christmas eve and I was getting ready to go to midnight mass. I left early so I wouldn't have to worry about parking or finding a seat. When I got there I met an old friend, Cathy, from elementary school. It was a surprise because I haven't seen her in years. We ended up talking about what was going on in our lives...
then the dream skipped and I ended up in my car with my friend Matt and Cathy. I was taking them home. I dropped Cathy off first then was about a block away from my house and Matt's when my car died. I parked the car on the side of the road so Matt could run to his house to grab his car so he could tow me back home. While I was waiting for Matt to get back I got a phone call from him. All he said was "he's coming."
flashback... My dream did a flashback to when I was talking with Cathy. She told me that one of our classmates was stalking her. After high school he turned into this big fat loser that was obsessed with her. He followed her wherever she moved... Texas, Wyoming, and now Vegas.
The flashback ended and I ran to Matt's house. I grabbed a bike before he could say anything and took off to Cathy's house which was about 1 1/2 miles away. Matt took a short cut and ended up ahead of me but then I zoomed right past him without noticing. Then I slowed down and stopped to tell him meet me at her house. I took off again but I couldnt go fast enough. The quick stop I made bent the front tire so that the brakes would rub against it. I didn't have time to worry about that because the loser guy was on his way to Cathy's house in a car and Matt and I just had a few minutes to get there. I kept pedaling but the loser guy was already there. I could see that he had her pinned down in the backyard but she was fighting back. Then he punched her hard in the head and she was dazed and couldnt do anything more. I yelled out "HEY!" which came out more like a roar. The loser guy didnt respond or anything. It was like he didn't care what else was going on around him. When I got there he was on top of her and I tried to pull him off but he ignored me even after I yelled at him and grabbed him. So I picked up this tea kettle and started smashing it into his head. GET OFF! BAM! GET OFF! BAM! then he was dead. Matt arrived and he said we should get rid of the body. I told him that the loser guy might still be alive because the tea kettle wasnt that hard. So Matt wanted to put him in a truck and crash it into a canyon and make it look like an accident because it WAS full of beer bottles. If he was still alive now then the crash into a canyon would kill him. Tempting... Then I saw the video camera the loser guy was using to tape what he was gonna do... That brought me back to my senses because even if no one found out how he really died I would know. Then I called 911 and reported what happened. Even had taped evidence if needed.