Funeral

I was at a funeral for someone I don't know but I was crying. It was a beautiful, small church. I've never been to a church service like this. I can't even explain it. It didn't feel like church, it felt like something evil was about to happen. It almost looked like a baptism. The worst part was that the father was holding the body. I just remember that it was a child and he was wrapped in a white blanket. He was dressed in a red and green pleated shirt with overalls. Vinny came to get me before it ended. There was a crazy girl with him, she had blonde hair that was slicked back into a ponytail with a bright red streak in it. She was taking me to this dark place. I don't remember where we were or what we did. All I remember was that it was really dark, I had my eyes open as wide as I could and I couldn't see not even an inch in front of me. But, I wasn't scared at all, I actually felt pretty comfortable. Right when I closed my eyes, I felt someone grab me by my hand and they started running. This person ran so fast that my feet were almost dragging at one point. We ran into the light it was Vinny. He kept telling me that were late. I had no idea we had somewhere to be. He took me back to that church and I had no idea why. All I know is that I was so mad at him because I hated the feeling this place gave me. We went inside and there was another funeral service. This time it was a for a baby. He was so tiny, not more then 20 inches long. His eyes were open and he was also wrapped in a white blanket, but this time a little boy was holding him. I couldn't even help but cry when I saw that. What the fuck was wrong with these sick, evil people? Was I in a fucking satanist church? Why weren't these children in a casket or a coffin, whatever? Why were they in the hands of the people who loved them. But most importantly, why would Vinny bring me here?

I think that girl kissed Vinny. But it was weird because I didn't give a shit. I didn't even ask him about it.

blind man

I was in a house, a strange house, with a blind man with long greasy hair. He was wearing sunglasses and had a cane, he was young. He was wearing an Iron Maiden shirt. I guess he was a mean man because I was being mean to him, or maybe I was just a mean girl. I didn't want him to touch me or be near me, he kept trying to grab me from my shoulders and shake me. But, since he was blind I was always able to escape. It was a dirty house and for some reason, I was barefoot. I opened the door from the garage back into the house and I saw a rat pooping on the floor inside, it freaked me out so I closed the door. So when I opened the door back up again, the rat was gone and there was a little kitten next to the door and it kept hissing at me. I was trying to pick it up by the skin on the back of its neck but it was so small that I couldn't, it just kept biting me.

I forgot what happened in between.

Later, I went to the front of the house and there was these two drunk girls. They were so drunk they couldn't even walk. One girl tried to kiss the other girl, but when she did the other girl spit in her face and she stumbled her way into the back yard. The girl asked me why the girl didn't want to kiss her and I looked at the girl and she had dirt in her mouth.
So I told her "maybe it's because you have dirt in your mouth."


Good morning.

Swimming

I was in the ocean swimming with a girl, she looked a lot like my cousin, Jackie. So we're swimming and there was this big wall built into the ocean. All I kept thinking about was how am I going to get through this? I floated into the sky and I started flying. It was more like swimming though, I was swimming in the sky and it felt so good. So I saw what was on the other side of the wall, it was boats, HUGE boats. I told that girl,
"You have to see this!" and she said,
"You know I can't fly, how did you get up there?!"

I went down into the water and grabbed her by her hands and she floated up with me and she saw the boats. We were really good friends. It's the most fun I've had in a long time. But then, I lost it, I couldn't fly anymore and we both fell from the sky into the ocean. It felt so good. I tried to swim in the water as fast as I could so I could tell people about what I saw. But, I felt so heavy, my legs were like 100 pound weights that I had to drag from the sand.