Nightmare about EM
Thursday, January 26, 2006
It somewhat seemed blurry how he ended up at our place. My parents saw him and I’ve seen them snicker aside. So I had no choice but to talk to him privately and lead him inside the house. I initially grabbed his hand but suddenly fellt all concious about it to i just held onto his wrist. Without any question or sign of disagreement of what I’ve done.
I led him to the receiving area. I sat at the sofa while he was still standing there beside (left) me. Someone else was on my right side and I was mouthing to her, “what’s he doing here?” then turning to him asking the same question. And all I can remember of what happened next was that he was about to leave and said to him that i dont care or something like that, and when I looked up to see his face, it was somebody else and it was’t him.
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I can’t seem to fathom how I kept on dreaming about him. It’s like knowing that its him without looking straight at his face. Its creeping me out.
much appreciated ^_^
