I got very little sleep last night. What sleep i did get seems to have been filled with this freakish dream/nightmare I had....
It's pretty vague and short but still messed up...
I was with my Dad and my Ex-Stepmother. My Grandmother was there along with my half siblings. It seems to have been my Grandmothers house but it wasn't quite the same. Then it flashes...
We (myself, my Dad and my Ex Stepmother) are all in a truck going to some hillbilly place. Run down, crap everywhere. But they let me bring my new little kitten with me. All black and cute as hell.
Anyways, we are in some strange contraption that I suppose is supposed to be a house. I'm playing with my kitten and notice something odd about his purr. Somehow I realize he had eaten my cell! (Don't ask I have NO fricking idea). So i run and tell my dad and he says it's normal?!! That he'll just crap it out and be fine. but I can tell by the look on his face, he's lying.
Awhile goes by and I see the poor thing fighting to crap it out. (Gross I know) And I have to leave because I cannot stand the sight of an animal in pain. I sit outside the room and I can hear him howling with pain. All of a sudden it stops...
Some time must have passed by because when I go back into the room, it's empty. I look out this side window to see my dad and ex step digging a hole outside to burry him. I remember losing it and going crazy. Then it flashes...
I'm in a kitchen with my EX Step and she tells me they decided I can go and pick out another one. ANY one I wanted....
Then I woke up. Like WTF??
Does anyone else have as messed up of dreams as I do??
