Last night I had a dream.
I dreamt that I was Buzz Light Year...or was I Woody?
The story began with the two of us(Buzz and Woody) being kidnapped by a big mean lady and taken to her very big mean house, where she shut my switch off and put me away.
Not a moment too soon, a mysterious someone snuck me a drop of magic water. But, the drop just sat there on my bottom lip looking at me. It took it's time but gingerly trickled in my mouth.
Slowly I felt my limbs again as I came alive.
We made 2 attempts to get away. The first attempt failed horribly. I was angry and scared when the mean lady threw me back in that room on the floor. The second attempt we got away.
(suddenly there was more of us toys there)
We hid in the bushes just outside the house and we could hear her looking....
She was angry.
Clumsily but quietly we scampered away in tiny leaps and bounds and slowly we lost sight of that mean house.
Just around the bend we came to a nearby neighborhood celebrating....Halloween??...
We quickly skateboarded past them and went through, not around, some of their houses. Then we went through an old and creepy abandoned barn with...beds??...where I met up with one of my sisters and her kids. They wanted to come too.
We climbed and climbed and jumped through window after window, which then dropped us off in the middle of no where....
a field of hay.
There were gray clouds in the distance and a summer storm quickly rolling in. A tremendous feeling of freedom and exhilaration swept through me as I looked at endless clean hay for as far as I could see. Yet the feeling of scared spit less was still there too.
I could feel her still trying to get us, but she was falling farther and farther behind. I thought we would be safe now and some how we would make it home. And then...
I woke up.
Maybe it was meant to be Toy Story 4???
(Last month when Deac snuck away to dream, at 5:30 pm, by all of his favorite things.)
2 comments:
Did you really dream that?!
Ya.
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