Meth??zelah
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girl?!!!? Ok so this is how the dream unfolded!
1. Somehow I was either riding bike down a street in my area or driving a car (or both!)... and I stopped and rested for a bit. It was night time and there was a person standing under a streetlight whom I noticed. I went to get a closer look to see who it was as it was dark and a shadow was cast over their face. As I approached the shadowy figure lifted their head up and under the streetlight they revealed their sinister looking face to me! It was a chick!! She looked up at me with a sinister smirk... I knew it was not good news!
2. The next thing I noticed was that she was carrying a knife! Well actually it was a barber's razor! I went to my car and reached into the glove compartment and grabbed my own weapon! which was a lame bottle opener but which had a small blade that folded out! I knew that the battle was on!! I was afraid... but I knew I had to defend myself. I tried to kick the knife out of her hand but she manouvered to avoid it and I got cut. I also got cut on my hand and noticed that I was bleeding. However, I managed to cut her too. I was able to gain the ascendency in this battle and I cut her quite a lot. In fact as the fight progressed I cut her multiple times deeply, across the face and her chest. The extent of the cuts made me think that she would not survive. It was quite horrific actually!
3. She eventually ran off and so did I! I was still fearful. It was like she was some kind of serial killer. Even though she was outta there I had a sense that she would be back. It seemed like those cuts I gave her did not phase her very much at all. I was expecting her to return and come after me again.
4. The next bizarre thing that happened was that I was supposed to show up at the same location either the next day or the same night for an art exhibition! There was a small building (or room I should say) that displayed some of my art work! (I'm not even an artist!)... the funny thing was that one of the pieces of art displayed on the wall, was a picture that depicted me and my attacker fighting. The piece was a very crude drawing in pencil of some weird objects with pools of blood surrounding them!
5. Anyway, so I remember driving my car and turning up for this exhibition of mine and all my family were there and some other people (art critics I presume!)... As I entered I received applause! and I stood in front of them and prepared myself to give a speech! The people were chatting amongst themselves quite loudly so I simply spoke over them and they gradually gave me their attention and tuned into what I was saying. I remember being totally unprepared for the speech so I just improvised on the spot. I simply thanked everyone for their support and for turning up! But I did make special mention of the picture that depicted my knife fight with the serial killer girl! and Told them how I was recently attacked etc... All the meanwhile, I was looking out the window to see if she would return... I expected her to return... but she never did!
6. After this, everyone was ready to leave and so was I... I remember taking a look at my works which were displayed on the wall. Some were photographic pieces, others were sketches and others were paintings! Even though the premise was that those pictures were my works... I was unfamiliar with them and so it was out of curiosity that I took a few last glimpses of them before I was to leave.
7. Anyway, even as I left and even as the dream was about to conclude I still had the feeling of dread, that the crazy psycho serial killer chick was still out there somewhere and was going to come back for me.
The END!
If you have read this far then I thank you immensely! Please give me your interpretation of this profound dream in as much detail as possible... thank you!
1. Somehow I was either riding bike down a street in my area or driving a car (or both!)... and I stopped and rested for a bit. It was night time and there was a person standing under a streetlight whom I noticed. I went to get a closer look to see who it was as it was dark and a shadow was cast over their face. As I approached the shadowy figure lifted their head up and under the streetlight they revealed their sinister looking face to me! It was a chick!! She looked up at me with a sinister smirk... I knew it was not good news!
2. The next thing I noticed was that she was carrying a knife! Well actually it was a barber's razor! I went to my car and reached into the glove compartment and grabbed my own weapon! which was a lame bottle opener but which had a small blade that folded out! I knew that the battle was on!! I was afraid... but I knew I had to defend myself. I tried to kick the knife out of her hand but she manouvered to avoid it and I got cut. I also got cut on my hand and noticed that I was bleeding. However, I managed to cut her too. I was able to gain the ascendency in this battle and I cut her quite a lot. In fact as the fight progressed I cut her multiple times deeply, across the face and her chest. The extent of the cuts made me think that she would not survive. It was quite horrific actually!
3. She eventually ran off and so did I! I was still fearful. It was like she was some kind of serial killer. Even though she was outta there I had a sense that she would be back. It seemed like those cuts I gave her did not phase her very much at all. I was expecting her to return and come after me again.
4. The next bizarre thing that happened was that I was supposed to show up at the same location either the next day or the same night for an art exhibition! There was a small building (or room I should say) that displayed some of my art work! (I'm not even an artist!)... the funny thing was that one of the pieces of art displayed on the wall, was a picture that depicted me and my attacker fighting. The piece was a very crude drawing in pencil of some weird objects with pools of blood surrounding them!
5. Anyway, so I remember driving my car and turning up for this exhibition of mine and all my family were there and some other people (art critics I presume!)... As I entered I received applause! and I stood in front of them and prepared myself to give a speech! The people were chatting amongst themselves quite loudly so I simply spoke over them and they gradually gave me their attention and tuned into what I was saying. I remember being totally unprepared for the speech so I just improvised on the spot. I simply thanked everyone for their support and for turning up! But I did make special mention of the picture that depicted my knife fight with the serial killer girl! and Told them how I was recently attacked etc... All the meanwhile, I was looking out the window to see if she would return... I expected her to return... but she never did!
6. After this, everyone was ready to leave and so was I... I remember taking a look at my works which were displayed on the wall. Some were photographic pieces, others were sketches and others were paintings! Even though the premise was that those pictures were my works... I was unfamiliar with them and so it was out of curiosity that I took a few last glimpses of them before I was to leave.
7. Anyway, even as I left and even as the dream was about to conclude I still had the feeling of dread, that the crazy psycho serial killer chick was still out there somewhere and was going to come back for me.
The END!
If you have read this far then I thank you immensely! Please give me your interpretation of this profound dream in as much detail as possible... thank you!