In the little time I did sleep tonight, I had one of the worst dreams I've ever had! I'll make a long story short.


I wake up (in my dream) and realize I'm not in my house, but rather in the brady bunch house in the 70's, and everything was real! I somehow took over the older brother Greg's body and no one knew, that freaked me out big time so I tried waking myself up to see if it was a dream, but I couldn't wake up, and I can always wake myself up when I have a bad dream, so that freaked me out even further! I couldn't explain to them what had happened because they would freak and lock me up... So I started playing along and experimenting with how I got there, where my parents and sister were at the time without raising suspicion.

That's when it got all psycho! When I returned back to the Brady house from going to my old house where I used to live as a kid, the Bradys were on to me but didn't tell me, they wanted to take me out by surprise. I got into the shower when the older sister crept in the bathroom ready to strike me with something, but I had set up mirrors everywhere so I could see everything, I quickly grabbed the thing that holds the toilet paper roll on and jammed it through her temple, in a panic I hid the body in the laundry hamper. I then realized that they were all trying to kill me and I had to escape. I was then in my room (the boys room) where I was confronted by the two brothers, greg and bobby. I took the kitchen knife away from greg and stabbed them both in the calves and cut off their Achilles heels so they couldn't go anywhere... As I run down their stairs to freedom, the cops are waiting for me at the bottom of the staircase, and that's when I finally woke up!

I don't know why that dream freaked me out so badly because I've had many worse dreams, but it did and I couldn't go back to sleep because of it! I don't think I can ever watch the Brady bunch again! Actually, that show always kind of freaked me out when I was a kid because of how fake everyone was and I always imagined that deep down inside they all wanted to kill each other, behind all that sunshine and lolly pops!

Man, I had a bad teacher named Mr Brady in elementary school who I hated, I hate the Brady laws, and I hate the Brady Bunch! Damn you Brady's!!!

 

Damn that was horrible!

Yours make mine seem funny in comparison haha. I dreamt I was a rat, and trying to teach other rats how to make fire