Nightmare Of Nightmares!
I just remembered that I was gonna add this the other night, then promptly forgot! 
Friday morning I was dreaming about being at work and I nipped out to get a drink from Woolies. While I was in there, I saw my daughter who was there with her friends. There were loads of escalators, but they weren't your average, run of the mill kind, they were simply conveyor belts, full of lumps and bumps, that wound their way up and down throughout the store.
Each floor was for a specific age group so my daughter couldn't go above ground level because you had to be over 10 (which she isn't yet!) but she insisted on following me up! There were warning signs all the way up and even scrolling neon signs that contained inappropriate language which she was reaidng out loud. I told her off and told her to go right back down on the other escalator, but she wouldn't. I pulled her over to the downwards one and pushed her onto it but she fell over, so ended up going down backwards on her belly.
When she got to the bottom there was a gap between the belt and the floor so she started to get dragged between the 2 and was screaming for dear life. I went to press the emergency stop button but there wasn't one at the top so I had to run down the stairs because no-one was helping her! When I got to the bottom, there was literally half of her head sticking out and the rest of her body was trapped so I pressed the stop button and screamed for help! No-one was helping and she was still screaming and I heard her say she couldn't breathe so I was frantically trying to drag her back out when someone came over to me and said, "I dunno why yer bothering, she's gonna die anyway."
At this point I woke up in a cold sweat and couldn't stop crying. Every time I closed my eyes again all I could see was her head stuck there and I could hear her screams. It affected me so badly that I had to wake up my husband, then switch on the light to read for a while to try and get the image and sound out of my head.
That nightmare will now be firmly etched at the back of my memory, along with the many others where someone is threatening to attack me but I can't run or scream or climb up stairs. It's not one that I wish to experience EVER again and I hope that by telling it here that I may finally get it out of my system. Fingers crossed anyway!
Friday morning I was dreaming about being at work and I nipped out to get a drink from Woolies. While I was in there, I saw my daughter who was there with her friends. There were loads of escalators, but they weren't your average, run of the mill kind, they were simply conveyor belts, full of lumps and bumps, that wound their way up and down throughout the store.
Each floor was for a specific age group so my daughter couldn't go above ground level because you had to be over 10 (which she isn't yet!) but she insisted on following me up! There were warning signs all the way up and even scrolling neon signs that contained inappropriate language which she was reaidng out loud. I told her off and told her to go right back down on the other escalator, but she wouldn't. I pulled her over to the downwards one and pushed her onto it but she fell over, so ended up going down backwards on her belly.
When she got to the bottom there was a gap between the belt and the floor so she started to get dragged between the 2 and was screaming for dear life. I went to press the emergency stop button but there wasn't one at the top so I had to run down the stairs because no-one was helping her! When I got to the bottom, there was literally half of her head sticking out and the rest of her body was trapped so I pressed the stop button and screamed for help! No-one was helping and she was still screaming and I heard her say she couldn't breathe so I was frantically trying to drag her back out when someone came over to me and said, "I dunno why yer bothering, she's gonna die anyway."
At this point I woke up in a cold sweat and couldn't stop crying. Every time I closed my eyes again all I could see was her head stuck there and I could hear her screams. It affected me so badly that I had to wake up my husband, then switch on the light to read for a while to try and get the image and sound out of my head.
That nightmare will now be firmly etched at the back of my memory, along with the many others where someone is threatening to attack me but I can't run or scream or climb up stairs. It's not one that I wish to experience EVER again and I hope that by telling it here that I may finally get it out of my system. Fingers crossed anyway!
posted by Ailsa @ 12:20 am
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