Do you have one nightmare that you still remember from childhood? Distinct memories not just random themes, I have one that I can remember to this day I had it when I was four.
A two story house white siding, black rickety staircase runs on the outside of the house, a dark coloured door not the same as the stair. I am very far from the house but I can see it clearly. Somehow it's my house, my families house though it is nothing like our “real” house. I see two men go in they are wearing little black masks like the beagle boys from the comics. I know these men are hurting my Mom and Dad, my stomach knots up still thinking about how I knew and how upset I was about it. I have to save them I start running towards the house it grows bigger in my vision. I don't remember going in but somehow I'm downstairs in a basement or utility room, there is garish wallpaper up with bright big flowers in yellows and oranges. For some reason my big rescue plan involves putting bricks in the dryer, I can still see them and hear them tumbling around knowing in my heart that this would work. But they know I'm down here and that I have the secret to foil them. I hear a door open light spills into the room and I can hear muffled cries of my Mother, they are going to catch me. I don't remember anymore so I might have woken up at that point.
My childhood for as long as I can remember was plagued with vivid nightmares that I didn't have the vocabulary to express to the parents woken by my nightly screams. I don't know why that one sticks in my memory or why it still upsets me to think about. I don't even know what brought it to mind today, but there it was right in the middle of my work day.
What were the bricks for?
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