A World Behind The Chalkboard

I had a dream last night that myself and another lady were trapped behind a chalkboard, inside another world. At least I knew that all I had to do was find the portal chalkboard, then go to the room behind the board, and walk through the wall, then through the board, then we would be back in our own world. So we set out to find the chalkboard. We narrowed the board down to one class room. But the room had three chalkboards in it. So my friend sat inside the room behind the chalkboard, while I spoke to a group of teachers, to find out which of the three boards was the portal.

I had to have a translator to speak to the one teacher, because he had a very bad Russian accent. But he told my translator that they had to put up the third board, because he seen an image inside the middle one. I instantly knew that the middle one was our portal back to our world. So I went into the room where my friend was waiting, but when I got in there, she was writing something on a piece of paper. She held it up to me and it read: "He is in the room". But I didn't have to read it, I could feel someone behind me. I turned around and there was this horrible looking man, which I instantly knew was a danger to us. So I started to fight the man, and ended up winning. So my friend and myself jumped through the wall, then through the board, and back into our own world.

But the man that I fought in the other world was ready for revenge on the kids that lived in our world, in front of the chalkboard. He took many different images, and cut them with scissors to create a picture of a young boy. The picture was just of the face and torso. The man wiggled his fingers over the image, and instantly, the picture came to life. But since the image didn't have any legs, neither did the boy. He just floated in mid air. The horrible man then gave the boy a stack of shorts to hand out to the kids on the other side of the board.

The boy did what he was told, and passed out all the shorts. Then the next day, while the kids were headed back to school, through a dark forest, they could be seen from afar. The shorts they were given were made with such a bright neon material that they glowed. This muse have been what the horrible man had been wanting, because right behind them was a pack of wild dogs chasing them. The boys ran and ran, but adventually the dogs caught up with them. The boys put up a great fight, but in the end, they lost. Every boy was killed, but not before the dogs had been beaten so severely that their true images was showing through. They were not really dogs, they were aliens from the other world.

This is where my dream ends. I guess the rest of the dream is left for our imaginations.

Jodee
http://www.jrpublishers.com

Dinosaur Field

I had this dream the other night where I was having to walk through a Dinosaur Field. It was a large park like area with a sidewalk that ran along the side, but there were dinosaur eggs and actual large dinosaurs running around. When I walked through the dinosaurs were always sleeping. Except for this one day. I was so tired and was walking through the field to get back to my house. And I knew that my brothers, mom, and sister were going to be walking through it right after me. So I made it through the field without any problems, but when I made it to the gate I met my mom and sister. When I turned around I saw a large dinosaur running around. I was so concerned about my two brothers that were suppose to be coming shortly. Then I notice my older brother driving a little Shriner car down the sidewalk right toward me. I was so happy that he was doing well. About that time I seen my little brother coming down the sidewalk behind him, but he was driving a big monster truck. So I was motioning my older brother to hurry up, but it was too late. My little brother hit the back end of my older brothers Shriner car. It ended up pushing him through the wooden boards of a fence. I first thought everything was fine, until I noticed that my older brother was slouched down in the car. I walked over to check on him, and when I got there he was laying on his back, still alive, but his face was facing down. His had was knocked backwards! I was freaking out and trying to remember if I had seen anything like it on t.v.. I couldn't remember if anyone could survive such an injury. So I ran over and told my mom to call 911. She told me that she already had, but the emergency department was busy and wouldn't be able to get there for another 30 minutes. Then I woke up.

Jodee
http://www.jrpublishers.com

Tall dark and following me!

I had this strange dream last night. I dreamt that I was walking home, when I turned around and there was a tall man, with long curly black hair following me. (He looked like Antoine Laconte, from Duce Bigalow - Male Gigolo) (Here is a picture of him http://www.imdb.com/gallery/ss/0205000/Ss/0205000/3?path=gallery&path_key=0205000) I picked up my pace, and entered my home, locking the door behind me. But when I turned around, it really wasn't my home. It was a large empty room, with large windows along one wall. But the windows didn't give me a view outside, it gave me a view of someone else's room. And when I looked in, I could see the man that had been following me home. I started walking to the far end of the room, but with every step there was another large window next to me, and the man was following behind me from the other side of the glass. I was becoming more terrified with ever step that I took. This is were my dream ended.

Jodee
http://www.jrpublishers.com