zombies. i was at some kind of campsite. sort of like friday the 13th, except much prettier. there were zombies coming from a camp that was down the river or something. they weren't regular zombies, though. they could think. and they could move fairly normally. most of the people at the camp ran, but i wasn't sure we had enough time to run without being caught, so i hid behind an amp that was under some sort of bed or something and my robe that was back there. i hoped if they looked, they would think i was just junk shoved under a bed and not find me. but the main zombie boy found me and dragged me out. i started crying, and then i remembered it was my dream. i didn't have to let him bite me and become a zombie. so i made myself run. i don't know why i didn't make myself wake up.

i ran through the forest. there were dirt roads sometimes. sometimes i would see a car, but i didn't know if it was a zombie car or not, so i hid from it. i made it to a gas station, and i was calling for help. then the main zombie and his father (who hadn't been bitten and was competely normal, but on their side) showed up to kill me.

i don't remember anything after that. =(

i had a dream about him last night. he and some other people had come to visit me. there were several people there. it was my house, but not my house.

they slept on the living room floor under lots of blankets. right next to the french doors. everyone had gotten up except for him, and i went in there. i laid down next to him, and we cuddled and stuff. i noticed the outlines of the muscles in his arms, and when he moved, i could see them move underneath his skin. it was beautiful. the skin on the inside of his arm was very pale. his hair was dark and softer than i thought it would be. his eyes weren't as green that day. they had more grey in them. we laughed about things, and i loved him. it was nice. when i woke up, i thought it had been real for a moment.

last night i dreamt of war. we were on horses and had swords. i knocked an armored man off of his horse face down into a creek. then i stood on his head while he drowned. having said that, there were no negative feelings at all in the dream. i only felt guilty when i woke up. =x