So I guess I have this habit of having strange dreams in the early a.m most mornings. This was on the otherside of vampires- it was werewolves and vampires(?) not so sure about the vamps because I was focusing on not getting killed by this blond little 5 year old.
So the house I'm in is an amalgomation of some other homes I had been in. I wasn't sure if it was mine or one I was just visiting, but the carpet in one room looked like this really high quality stuff, but it looked melted and molded in an odd way around the room, sort of twisted and ridged, kind of creepy like. And then walking around certain halls I felt kind of wary because it felt like the floor was unstable in parts. I can't remember how many people were in this house, but there were a fair few. I returing to this house from college as the sun was setting. I kept looking back to the tree line that was the back limit of the yard. Something wasn't sitting right with me.
In the house was a family friend and this little boy. I don't know who that kid belonged to but he was really cute. At this point I assumed the family friend owned the house because they were leaving and the kid was staying. My baby sister showed up and everything seemed to spiral from there. The tv was on in the background spouting some news horror story about not going outside at night. Jessi was looking out the window as the sky was darkening and the boy...stupid kid was trying to run around and then make a break for outside. I don't know why but fear was pounding through me and I'm pretty sure at some point my body seized up, but the kid mananged to sneak out of the house while we were playing this version of hide 'n seek. I kept thinking we should have never agreed to this because I heard my sister yelling and I saw the kid standing next to a car that felt like it was mine- he had the most derranged smile on his face and I was seriously scared. I don't know why, but I grabbed a baseball bat that was lying around the house and tried to get my sister back into the house without getting hurt. It would have been fine until you see the kid jump up and seemingly float and tries to come after you. This gets even worse because now it's a struggle to get to the car without being attacked by the 5 yr old.
What makes this worse is knowing that I had hit that same kid with the bat in order to let Jessi get into the car. I'm not even sure I made it to the car because I turned from smacking the kid away to glancing back to the tree line that made me nervous earlier. There were people there and it didn't look too good. However, they weren't coming towards me, rather to the kid that was getting up and getting ready to pounce at me again. I chose to ignore the strange group of people in favor of not getting bitten by the kid, I was all ready to strike back, but a couple of the people from the woods shot past me and grabbed the kid before he could attack. I'm pretty sure I had dropped the bat after that because I was now being watched and Jessi was freaking out in the car.
Dear God,what have I been reading?
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