A dream..The tree...


I saw a dream...

I was with everyone, with my family in a shop which was my sister's. The shop was so beautiful, even if it was alittle.. but there were s many glasses and historik things.
I was going to school, to a party I think or to a lesson of fysics. Well fysics is not as a party, I know, but..
Then someone came so he will take me to that party or to school. But my sister, one of my sister was against going out with a boy. So she and her man went after us to stop us. But then I took a brik and it helped us to fly..(!) and we hugged each other so we could "fly". I helped to go up with the brics which are in the biuldings near. I climbed the biuldings while flying with that person. And it was even raining when we went out..
He was not my type. He was not tall, he was the same as tall as me. And he had yellow, green eyes and had light brown hair. He looked like a Swedish man..
Later when we come to a place where there were cars and parks I stopped, but still was in a hurry. So my sister and her husband wouldn't see us, and take us home again. I had really to go to that party, or to that lesson.
Anyway we were near a park which where surrounded by buildings and the rain stopped, it was sunny now... I saw a buildings which looked like a school buildings. But we went to a family who were passing by, and asked them where the school building was. And they told us the same place I thought it was.
I went to my partner and smiled.. He smiled back and held my hand and then we went to that park. And then I saw a really beatiful tree. It was like the tree it used to be in a park there chairs would be under the tree. It was beautiful, it was green and had flowers, rose flowers. The tree was not tall, the end of the branch were falling down.
And I thought that the tree was magical, and could make me fly even more than the bricks. So I took a branch and tryied to brake it. It was so hard to brake.. So I took a shorter branch and broke it.
But then something awful happened. Everything turned to black.. It was like hurrycaine. Everything was taking by that awful thing. And the partner of mine disapeared, he became a clamentine! (hahaha)
I took the clamentine which was himself.. And cried.. What have I done???
I began to run.. and then I saw a big buildings. I took the strais, and then opened the door.. Suddenly I was somewhere..in a big "concert" but still like a school, ore more like a big famous place..
Then i saw two men standing. I saw them and felt like I knew them as I worked with them ore somthing..Then one of them asked me to come with him.
He was tall, had light brown eyes and brown hair.
I fallowed him.. We took the upstairs and then opened a door to a big room, more like a salon. Then he took my hand and took me in the center of the salon..
It was amazing! The salon had so many cabinet of glass. Inside the cabinet were so many jewalery.. In alll sorts, even thous I never have seen like in the real. It was in all colours. they were shiny and so beautiful. And then he took me near him and began to dance with me (?!) I didn't do anything about it, I even danced too. And there were a mirror there we danced. The strange thing is.. when I saw at the mirror while we danced I saw that the person I danced with was the same as I was with when I run away, and fly with... He was smiling at me, as saying I am fine... And then I looked at the person I am dancing with.. It was the guy I met a secound ago..

And then slowly I woke up.. I was worried about my time, so I won't miss the buss because I had examen, 4 hours-examen in maths.
But still I couldn't forget the dream I had today..

Tree means the life-tree, probably my life-tree. To brake a branch means that you will fall down, hurt myself, but not die. Because the tree is still alive. The hurrycaine means the problem and the falling down which I would have afterwards. But I will run away from it, I will go upstairs.. That mean I will go on with my life..? The guys are just poeple who would help me out..(doesn't have to be guys)?

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