Date: July 21, 2011
Type: Visitation/Abduction
Location: Los Angeles, CA
Time of Incidents: 12:00am-2:00am
Attempted Time of Sleep: 7:45 pm
State of Mind Before: Tired, Overall Depression Symptoms, Stressed, Sad, Lonely
State of Mind After: Confused, Sad, Apathetic
Odd occurrences before: Depression Symptoms, Previous Week...odd dream/visitation?
Odd occurrences after: Unable to sleep
I went to sleep early this evening, I felt tired and depressed. Most of the sleep was uneventful, although I awoke a few times around 9pm, 11pm and 12am. After my last time waking up for the night I started dreaming.
It was a rather uneventful dream, I was working at a retail store and off my shift. I was to meet Fritz S., I remember buy a gaming magazine and some dragon memorabilia... a dragon coming out of an egg. However, as I was running late I would be unable to meet him. I was somewhere near Pico Rivera, as in previous dreams... the landscape is consistent with differences. An alternate route through montebello was taken that leads through a large rustic residential area until you hit the 5 freeway. My mother and another individual was with us. I decided we should have dinner at a casino/restaurant there (not the C.C....this one has been there in my dream since I was young.) The moment we walked in I woke up.
I looked at the clock and the time stated 150am. I felt groggy and was going to go back to sleep when the high pitched sound started. I became scared as I knew what it meant and couldn't move. I started crying and attempted making noise... but to no avail. However a thought occurred...if I chanted (as an Native American Indian would they might go away). I soon passed out and woke around 220am fully awake and sprang out of bed.... knowing approximate 20 minutes had passed before I even looked at the clock! I was unable to back to sleep.
Thursday, July 21, 2011
Wednesday, July 13, 2011
Dream: Oddly specific
I was trying to go to school, but I kept getting help up do errands for my aunt and grandmother. I was being as patient as possible. Yet it kept lagging on one errand after another. Sadly I wasn't able to go to school and we arrived home.
Across the street, there was some construction going on. One of the workers came up and we started to talk. We hit it off quite well and went for a drive. He happened to be driving a restored classic Chevy Truck, it was blue just like paternal father's. We drove around for a bit, and seemed to hit it off quite well. Sadly though, my ex's friends were following us and threatened to spread gossip about me being happy. We managed to avoid them and we spent the night together just talking.
The next evening I had to show up to some type of event. Oddly a co-worker Jen was their and asked where I was.She was kinda disappointed that I didn't check in and let me know that they we looking for me. There was some sort of bulletin out. For some reason since she was here I was hoping to see Randy and Patrick. Since this was some type of social event and the house was getting crowded I decided to find my grandmother. I asked her a question, apparently Jen informed me that they were looking for the "Heir to Aries". My grandmother looked oddly at me and asked where did I hear that from. Apparently it had to do with a child from the union Rodriguez/Rojelio Families. It was something important, but she didn't want to go into detail. I managed to find my mother, and I asked her what that was all about. We went into the bedroom, which I believed belong to my cousin Jaquin "who was gay".
She said that it might be me as I am not my father's son... she said my father was "HDC".
She went on to say that she know my brother is not my father's either but was put into her.
I had trouble hearing her since there was a lot of noise...it was too late when we both realized what was going on. They showed up.
When we both went out into the living room, several people were already paralyzed and confused. They were outside taking care of everyone else. The people who were there I told to stand still, it would only be worse if they ran. Soon the even was over, all though there was missing time. People panicked and in the end my grandmother was outside dead. The cops were called, and apparently several of them witnessed "them" coming down and were aware of what was going on. They had order to wait until it was over to move in. As I looked around, the location of the house we were on was on some street called "Santa Fe" and their was a freeway nearby that had an exit for "Grand Ave". The date was 7/13.
We were taken to the hospital and checked out. Most of the fellow people who were out of the house were in a state of shock and couldn't believe what was going on. I myself was confused and didn't know what to do, I wanted to call someone... but I didn't know who I should call. So I walked around the hospital. That is when I came up the rest of the people who witnessed the event, I thought to listen in on what had transpired so I could fill in the gaps. Sadly after awhile I noticed something was wrong. No one noticed me. I even tried interacting with them and nothing.... I panicked and ran from the room. That is when a bunch of lil people swarmed around me and moved me along. The only one I saw was in a grey pinned stripped suite, he looked like an old many with grey skin and clear blue eyes and wispy white hair. When we got to the entrance of the hospital he looked at me then faded. The crowd of lil people were gone, and I turned and walked back in to check on my aunt. As I was walking back in some people asked if I was okay as I looked extremely tired... I told I was fine and just had a harrowing experience. I asked them if today was Wednesday 7/13. They looked funny at me and informed me that today was 8/28 and that I was way off. At that point I went to the courtyard and began to cry...I felt so alone and scared. Especially since I had no one to anchor me.
When I woke up it was 5:00 am, and yes there was a helicopter off in the distance. Although I rarely dream....this one was vivid and strange enough to be worth mentioning.
Across the street, there was some construction going on. One of the workers came up and we started to talk. We hit it off quite well and went for a drive. He happened to be driving a restored classic Chevy Truck, it was blue just like paternal father's. We drove around for a bit, and seemed to hit it off quite well. Sadly though, my ex's friends were following us and threatened to spread gossip about me being happy. We managed to avoid them and we spent the night together just talking.
The next evening I had to show up to some type of event. Oddly a co-worker Jen was their and asked where I was.She was kinda disappointed that I didn't check in and let me know that they we looking for me. There was some sort of bulletin out. For some reason since she was here I was hoping to see Randy and Patrick. Since this was some type of social event and the house was getting crowded I decided to find my grandmother. I asked her a question, apparently Jen informed me that they were looking for the "Heir to Aries". My grandmother looked oddly at me and asked where did I hear that from. Apparently it had to do with a child from the union Rodriguez/Rojelio Families. It was something important, but she didn't want to go into detail. I managed to find my mother, and I asked her what that was all about. We went into the bedroom, which I believed belong to my cousin Jaquin "who was gay".
She said that it might be me as I am not my father's son... she said my father was "HDC".
She went on to say that she know my brother is not my father's either but was put into her.
I had trouble hearing her since there was a lot of noise...it was too late when we both realized what was going on. They showed up.
When we both went out into the living room, several people were already paralyzed and confused. They were outside taking care of everyone else. The people who were there I told to stand still, it would only be worse if they ran. Soon the even was over, all though there was missing time. People panicked and in the end my grandmother was outside dead. The cops were called, and apparently several of them witnessed "them" coming down and were aware of what was going on. They had order to wait until it was over to move in. As I looked around, the location of the house we were on was on some street called "Santa Fe" and their was a freeway nearby that had an exit for "Grand Ave". The date was 7/13.
We were taken to the hospital and checked out. Most of the fellow people who were out of the house were in a state of shock and couldn't believe what was going on. I myself was confused and didn't know what to do, I wanted to call someone... but I didn't know who I should call. So I walked around the hospital. That is when I came up the rest of the people who witnessed the event, I thought to listen in on what had transpired so I could fill in the gaps. Sadly after awhile I noticed something was wrong. No one noticed me. I even tried interacting with them and nothing.... I panicked and ran from the room. That is when a bunch of lil people swarmed around me and moved me along. The only one I saw was in a grey pinned stripped suite, he looked like an old many with grey skin and clear blue eyes and wispy white hair. When we got to the entrance of the hospital he looked at me then faded. The crowd of lil people were gone, and I turned and walked back in to check on my aunt. As I was walking back in some people asked if I was okay as I looked extremely tired... I told I was fine and just had a harrowing experience. I asked them if today was Wednesday 7/13. They looked funny at me and informed me that today was 8/28 and that I was way off. At that point I went to the courtyard and began to cry...I felt so alone and scared. Especially since I had no one to anchor me.
When I woke up it was 5:00 am, and yes there was a helicopter off in the distance. Although I rarely dream....this one was vivid and strange enough to be worth mentioning.
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