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Twinkie - > Kick Off Your Shoes and Stay A While! -> Nightmare on Twinkie Street
Nightmare on Twinkie Street
I went to bed last night with no worries in the world. Well, I mean, my back hurt a little but not a big deal. At least not as bad as the night before, where I had to take a muscle relaxer that knocked me out till the next day. Thank goodness I had a good mind to take it at 7:00pm the night before or I might have missed work, and not taking my kids to school.
 
So anyways, as soon as I lay my head down, I knew I was gonna be in for a long night. First of all, the noise outside just seemed louder than usual. It was like listening to a “nature CD” on BOSE surround sound. Is it cricket mating season or something? Because DAMN!!!
 
Of course normally the noise is soothing but last night it kind of freaked me out. MY mind immediately filled itself with thoughts of a swarm of crickets invading my room and walking all over me in my sleep. Yeah, not a good thought to have right before slumber, right?
 
 I thought about watching T.V. for a while until I got so sleepy that the noise would stop bothering me. But it was already late so I decided to “tough it out.” Big mistake! BIG! HUGE! I fell right to sleep. Good right? NO! Why? Because then, the nightmares started.
 
 It’s the dreaded demon dream that I have once in a long while. In my dream, I’m in my bed, sleeping, but a red eyed demon is lurking, waiting for me to close my eyes. As soon as I do, he attacks.
 
Sometimes he just messes with me. Pulls my hair. Tries to open my eyes.  Other times him and his friends toss me around like a pillow. Sometimes, however it’s worse. They smother me, they choke me until I feel my very life slowly get drained out of me.
 
Last night it was the latter. I couldn’t breath and as I tried to yell out for help I could feel them holding me down and covering my mouth up so I wouldn’t make a sound. I would then yell at myself to WAKE UP. It’s just a DREAM. Don’t let them win. You can snap out of it. It’s all in your mind, Twinkie. WAKE UP. Don’t let yourself get all caught up in this stupid dream. WAKE UP. I try and try but I can’t. I feel my eyes opening and think I’ve won but then they use their clammy fingers to pull my eyelids back and close my eyes for me. My eyelids feel so heavy, from the pressure they’re putting on them. I try to open them back up, this time putting more effort into it.
 
Finally! I wake up. And usually that’s enough but last night the dream kept coming back. I keep looking at the clock and see my sleeping time is slowly being wasted, trying to battle these demons. Finally at about 4:30 this morning I thought to myself, “If you go to sleep now, you’ll have gotten at least two and a half hours in before you have to get up for work. So I attempted to close my eyes again and get some restful sleep but as soon as I did, I could hear the demon laughing, and waiting for his next chance at sucking the life out of me.
 
So I did what anybody else would have done! I went and climbed in bed with my 8 year old. Because I knew if anybody could protect me, it would be him, with his little kid super powers. Sorry Mr. Twinkie, you are my lover, my friend, my protector of all that is evil in the world. But for the underworld, ANNEQUIN my super Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle is the only man for the job!
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Topics: nightmare on twinkie street, bad demon dreams, mas bakserfield, annequinn
posted by Twinkie on Sunday, October 28, 2007 at 10:35 AM
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posted by Joe on Oct 29, 2007 at 09:20 AM

Twinkie I know what you mean about those dreams.  Let me tell you about mine and tell me what you think.  When I was a kid and would go to bed in T.J.  I used to have some very bad nightmares where I used to wake up yelling and screaming.  On one of them, I woke up screaming......."LA CASA SE ESTA QUEMANDO" (The house is burning)  I never forgot this dream...it was lifelike.  I didn't know what that meant but since then, I've seen quite a few house burn.

In another nightmare, I would wake up screaming, "EL AVION...SE ESTA CALLENDO"  (The airplane is falling).  I still picture an airplane falling out of the skies near me.  When the airplane fell in which Richie Valens was onboard, I thought about the nightmare I had.  The airplanes that hit the Twin Towers on 9-11 were also a reminder.  I used to be totally afraid of airplanes and in my first flight to El Paso in 1999, my face was glued to the window the whole trip.  I had to have my eyes on the ground.  As time went on, flying was no big deal and I now prefer the aisle seats but I never forgotten that dream.

Others which have been pretty wierd were dreams where I am actually asleep. I would wake up in the middle of the night and my head starts spinning and it seems as if I am spinning down the center of a tornado.  The spinning would stop but I couldn't move at all.  I would scan the room where I was at and would see that I am in a cave and I could feel my body very hairy, like a caveman.  I would try to move...I knew that if I moved any one muscle in my body, I would come to reality.  So I would move a finger or something and the spinning would start again.  After the spinning, I would end up in my own room.  It was very lifelike as if I was transported to the days of the cavemen.

I also had other dreams where the spinning would start and when it stopped, I would be in a futuristic area similar to The Jetson's cartoon show.  I would flick a muscle and the spinning would start and I would return.  I always thought I was really transported in time but we know that is impossible don't we?  Or do we?  It was so lifelike.  I always thought I was.  I thought it had to do with Premenition.  The thing about these dreams was that they were occuring when I was a kid .......before the Fred Flintstones and The Jetsons ever came out on TV.

But those weren't the worst nightmares I've had.  When I was living at my prevous address in Bakersfield before I was married, I would lay awake...or asleep.  Don't know but I would all of a sudden not be able to move a muscle.  Something would pop out of nowhere and I could see the figure of a woman..similar to La Llorona.  It would be floating above my room and coming towards me.  I would try to move to get away but I couldn't...The "ghost" would come to the bed and would jump on me and I would scream.  I would then be able to move...or perhaps "wake up".

Those dreams I will never forget.  Were they dreams?  Was it real?  When I moved out to my present home, those dreams went away.  Was that house haunted?  Is there such a thing as a haunted house?  Was someone trying to tell me something?  Was it the life I was living?  Who was that scary woman?  Why can't I move when this thing is happening to me? 

My mother used to tell us stories about when my Grandma died in Mexicali.  She said she would see her in the window at night when my grandmother would open up the c urtains and appear to her.  My mother told us that she would put "broaches"  laundry pins on the window curtains and my grandmother would appear to her and bust out all those broches and they would scatter on the floor.  I don't know what my grandmother wanted from my mother.  My mother would swear to you that was really happening just as I'm saying my dreams were also like they really happened.

I have never told these incidents (dreams) to anyone.  They would think I'm coocoo!  Well...some of you already think that but as you know, I'm like Twinkie and love to write about anything and express my opinion.   I'm sure some of you have also had similar incidents but never told anyone.  And the thing about it all is that I don't believe in ghosts.  I believe that when someone dies, that person doesn't exists anymore......that includes their soul and spirit.  But if that is the case...and I believe that way, why do I still pray to God and why do I still get scared at night when I hear a sound inside or outside the house.  Could the house I live in now be haunted.?  Nah!!!  It's just the wind!!

posted by Twinkie on Oct 29, 2007 at 07:30 PM

Here are some more weird dreams from a blogging buddy of mine, Matildakay. I found this old post when I went in search of demon dream blogs...

Have you ever woke up from a dream and wondered if it was just a dream or if it was a premonition?

I don’t sleep well. I haven’t for years… and when I do sleep, I have crazy dreams.

Dreams that wake me up at 3am freaked out and straining to hear the
silence in my house. I’ll lay there in the dark paralyzed with anxiety and a racing heart because I’m sure someone has broken in and is about to attack me at any moment. Those kinds of dreams I blame on late night TV like Law and Order SVU or some crazy B rated movie about serial killers that suck me into the story and then creep into my dreams. I admit I may be susceptible to such anxiety because I live alone and the key chain pepper spray my boss once bought me after having my wallet stolen, if I could find it, wouldn’t even make a difference in such an emergency situation. I can’t even remember if the key chain pepper spray is in a kitchen drawer or the bedroom. I guess I could throw books at an intruder, if there ever was an intruder. Perhaps I should invest in a baseball bat… I mean I am the kind of woman who has a shovel now, even if it is a loaner.

Vampires, monsters and aliens make appearances in my dreams quite often. When I was younger I used to believe that vampires lived in my closet and if I closed my eyes they would open the closet door and kill me.

read the rest of her dream blog by clicking HERE.

posted by Twinkie on Oct 29, 2007 at 07:32 PM

Joe, my friend DayDreamer also sent me this message about my nightmares, You should check into it too!

"Hey Norma, have you ever investigated Sleep Paraylisis? I have it and I have had a lot of dreams like the one you mention. Was it a dream or did your body feel physically affected? Like you can't move, like you're awake inside but your body is still asleep? Because if so, you might be having sleep paraylisis and hypogognic hallucinations that come with it. (I didn't spell those right, by the way.) I've had it since I was 13, so if you want to find out more about it, you can always ask me."

~Daydreamer 

posted by Joe on Oct 30, 2007 at 08:23 AM
Did you ever lay in bed with your arm hanging over the side?  Did you ever leave a door a few inches open and then hear the sound of a creeping door at night?  Have you ever driven late at night, your body is tired and you're very sleepy and the trees and shadows seem to reach out and grab you or you see objects on the roadway in front of you that are not there?  Have you ever arrived home and found your face red from all the slapping you did to keep you awake?  Movies like JASON, CHUCKY, NIGHTMARE ON ELM STREET, etc.  didn't help much eh?  Sweet dreams!!
posted by Joe on Oct 30, 2007 at 08:26 AM
<<<<<<  HELP !!  I CAN'T GET THIS MASK OFF MY HEAD!!  OR IT THE REAL ME??
posted by Twinkie on Nov 8, 2007 at 09:59 AM
I see you finally got the mask off! hahaha...
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