I Had A Dream

Well, a nightmare.

So, as I said in my first post, Halloween is my favorite horror movie. Michael Myers is my favorite horror movie character but he scares me more than anything else in this whole world. (Besides dead snakes, but that's another story). Even through a television, you can feel his evil. You can see it in the way he looks at his victims and how he is just this malicious, emotionless monster. Michael is literally the LAST person I would ever want to encounter in real life so having a nightmare about him was no doubt the scariest thing to happen to me in a long long time.


I was standing in a room with no furniture or lights. There were pictures of butterflies hanging up everywhere and a lamp in the middle of the room. That lamp was about as tall as me and it was standing on a long gold pole. It had a pink frilly shade on it and a long gold string hanging down from under it. I walked over to the lamp and pulled the string to turn it on. Instantly the room got so bright I had to cover my eyes and turn it off. When my eyes finally adjusted to the darkness again, I wasn't in the butterfly room anymore. I was in a little kid's room.

I saw a door and started to walk towards it before I stopped. I felt like someone was watching me but I knew I was alone in the room. I turned around and there was a figure standing in the corner of the room. I told myself it was a jacket hanging on a hook even though I knew it was a person. I opened the door and walked into the hallway. Shit. I was in the hallway of Michael Myers's house in Rob Zombie's remake of Halloween. That's when it dawned on me...Michael was in the house.

I walked downstairs and I peaked around the corner. It was the same room I had been in earlier but there were lights and furniture. I saw Michael. His back was turned to me and he was looking at the pictures of the butterflies. I saw the door and decided to run to it. When I turned back to look at Michael he was walking towards me.

I ran down the hallway that was next to me and out a sliding glass door. I started running up a hill and I could just feel Michael getting closer and closer to me. When I got to the top of the hill I started screaming for my aunt for some reason. "LIZZ!!! LIZZ!" All of a sudden, Michael stopped. I looked back at him and he was just standing there watching me. I realized that calling my aunt was a bad idea. He was waiting for her..not me.

I ran to the side then back down the hill towards the house with the butterfly pictures. I ran through the sliding glass door and locked it. I saw Michael walking down the hill and this time he had a knife which he didn't have before. I ran into the butterfly room and my aunt was standing in there. I ran to her and started screaming saying we needed to get out and that Michael was coming. She smiled and said "I know." but it wasn't her smile. She looked...different.

I heard the sliding glass door open-I thought I locked it-and Michael walked into the room. He stopped and stared at me and my aunt. I looked at Lizz and she was smiling at him. When I turned back to see Michael, he was gone. Just then my aunt grabbed me. I behind me to try and stop her and grabbed her head. I pulled accidentally it off but when I focused on what I was holding, it wasn't her head. It was Michael's mask.


I woke up from this dream and started crying. I don't know what the significance or message behind it was, all I know is that I never want to have it again.