wow!

yesterday night, i had a verry strange and weird and scary dream. I dreamt that my mother had died. It was damn freaky sia. Then i dreamt that i had to stay in this room with a huge group of other people and there was this cupboard smack in the middle of the room. One side of the cupboard was really a cupboard and the other side, the top half, it held my mothers remains which ahd been cut up and kept into small wooden boxes. Then i started crying.

Then i was walking home with a friend from marsiling st when i saw my mother. only she didn look like my mother. she wasn wearing tudung and she was pale and was wearing her pale grey sweater and she was sitting down with my auntie. Then she gave me a gift. a malay assessment book to practice my malay vocab. and we said goodbye.

Then i met my father along some road, which lookied suspiciously like the great wall of china, then i showed him the book. it was green. my father wouldn believe me that my mother's ghost had brought me the book.then i cried and said it was true and all that. and as we walked home, i was thinking that i couldn't go on that way, without a mother.

then i woke up with a start and started crying. i mumbling to myself over and over again that i love my mother. and i kept on crying.


the dream was so weird, it had seemed so real. even now, i feel really freakeds out and scared.

fin+