Dream of:19 October 1981 "Ting, Ding, Ding, Ding"
While I was in an upstairs bedroom of a two-story house, my mother was in a bedroom next to mine. After I became frightened about something, I decided to go into the bedroom where my mother was and I walked over to her room, where I foundmy sister and my brother Chris (1957-1974) with my mother.
My mother was lying on the top bunk of a bunk bed to the right of the door. Once I was in the room, I pulled the bunk bed a little in front of the door because I wanted to prevent anyone from coming in. I told my mother that I was afraid that someone else was in the house.
I walked across the room to a window on the other side of the room. I wanted the window open so I could drop out and escape in case something happened.
After I climbed into a bed by the window, I asked my sister to hand me an old belt of mine with a large fancy-looking buckle which was lying on the floor. She gave it to me and I put it on.
I told my mother that someone was in the house, but she didn't believe me. Suddenly we heard someone outside the door make four straight twangs on the strings of a guitar. It went, "ting, ding, ding, ding." We then knew for certain that someone was outside the door.
My mother couldn't stand it. She pulled back the bunk bed from in front of the door and opened the door. A man with long frizzy hair walked in. In his hand he carried some kind of instrument which resembled a gun, which he pointed around the room, and then at my sister. After he began talking, I quickly inferred that he planned to do something bad to us all and to rape my sister.
Since I was next to the window, I turned, slipped through the window and dropped myself down onto the roof of the front porch. I scrambled on down to the ground and raced over to the house next door which I realized belonged to Madelyn (a friend of my mother's when my mother was a teenager) and Madelyn's husband, Bobbie. Since I knew Madelyn and Bobbie lived next door to theHouse in Patriot, I deduced I had been in the House in Patriot (the home of my maternal grandparents when I was a child, in the tiny village of Patriot in southeastern Ohio). I ran into Madelyn's and Bobbie's house, rushed through the house and screamed, "Madelyn! Madelyn!"
I reached the back of the house where I found Madelyn in bed. When she rose from the bed, she apparently thought I wanted some pills because she handed me some little red time capsules wrapped in cellophane. I said, "Guns! Guns! I need guns! Somebody's next door. They broke in and they're going to try and rape Linda."
Madelyn picked up a pair of blue jeans and began looking in them for some keys to a gun cabinet which was there. She found the keys and handed them to me.Dream Epics Home Page
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