Monday, January 31 - Terrified I had a really scary dream last night... well it wasn't that scary... it was terrifyingly freaky...I was with my family (although it was kinda only me and mum) and we were staying in like cabins or something, we were on holidays... I was by myself and I think i'd been at the shops or something... but I was angry with my parents and i didn't want to talk to them... Claire was there... and we were sitting on a park bench and someone else was ther but i duno who it was... they were saying something about there being a formal thing and they were all putting on dresses and going someplace. But I didn't want to go because I didn't want to lie to my parents about it or something. So they left me there. It was raining really hard and it was kinda like we were in a tropical storm. So anyway I was angry at my parents so I decided to go back to the cabin and take $100 from my mother's wallet and go and spend it. Oh, I remember before that... I was shopping with my family... and there were like heaps of shops selling cool stuff... and we were in DJ's but all the other shops were going to close because DJs stayed open later and I wanted to shop everywhere so I ran out of DJ's and went to look other places. I found a really nice jacket thingey. And something else. And I found this packet of hair clips, they had fake M&M's on them and looked really cool but we didn't get to buy them... k so I think that may have been why I was angry at my parents... I think i was crabby because I didn't get to buy the stuff I wanted... So back to the taking of the $100. I had an umbrella but it wasn't really working at all. I walked back to the place we were staying and slid over the rail outside and I saw my mum. She was lying down. But she was also kinda kneeling over herself. There were two of her. The one lying down was in a tremendous amount of pain. The other one was operating on her. Trying to save her. Apparently there had been some kind of accident and the Mum doing the operating was telling me what had happened but it was all gibberish. Something about the blue sheet and she passed me a scalpel and said I should use this time to practice for the future. She wanted me to cut into my mother's gut because my mother was dying and it wouldn't matter. My mother doing the operating wasn't a doctor... because the cabins were so far away from a doctor and there was a tropical storm we couldn't get a doctor. She wanted me to use the knife to practice for future accidents that could happen. It was really scary. I was absolutely bawling at that point. But I couldn't really distinguish my tears from the rain. Oh and my mothers were partly outside and my dying mother was getting rained on partly and I tried to use my umbrella but it was no use. I left, because I couldn't bare it and I felt terrible about disliking her and wanting to take the money and I walked down to the beach. And there was a couple of kids there and one of them was Chris. But he was like a little kid. Like a 6 year old. And thats about all that happened. It was really vivid and there was more but I don't remember properly... something about meat I think... Most of it I can say where the inspiration came from. Not the dying mother and the scalpel part of it. It rained when we were outside yesterday and I thought about getting EJ to get my umbrella... Mum gave me $100 before she left as an advance on my pocket money. The cabins near the beach is to do with when we went on holidays. We didn't stay in cabins but it was the same area and when Anne and Bronwyn came down for morning tea they spoke about having stayed in cabins. I'm not sure where the chris being 6 years old comes from. The shopping would have been from our last shopping experience in the city when we went to see Dirty Dancing. Oh and would anyone known how to fix a dishwasher? It worked and all that but the water hasn't drained from it. It's still sitting in the bottom. So we can't put it on again and we had 13 people over for dinner last night so we really have no spare plates. And we spoke to mum on the phone today and she doesn't know what to do. And we don't want to put it on again in case it floods all over the kitchen floor because that can't really be good. |
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