Guess what? This is based on another dream I had. And you know the funny thing is I haven't seen The Ring/2 in a year or so, so this dream was quiet random, yet really scary. Well, it was for me. Anyway I don't own anything.
My friends Sarah, Rebeca, and myself were standing around talking about The Ring. I was telling them that I have watched it so many times I no longer find it scary. Then we decided to watch it, in my grandma's kitchen.
We start watching it and I start getting scared because there are parts I don't remember. So we are watching it on my grandma's TV/fridge, and its over. Then we go out on the porch and discuss it. People are coming up to us randomly telling us that Samara is back. We are like 'OH NO!' Sarah gets this great idea that we are going to wait til night, when she attacks, and when she comes, we are going to throw Lego's at her. Rebeca thinks it's a great idea. I say I think it's a great idea when really I'm terrified and want to go home.
I formed a plan, that when nights comes, I will ditch them and run home where I'll be safe. Then sun is starting to set, and I'm getting really anxious. It finally sets and I take off running. I run to my house, open the door, and run right to my parents room. I close the door and turn on the TV. Ok I think to myself, I'll just watch some nice calm TV to take my mind off of all this and everything will be OK.
I start up the trusty DVR and go through my recordings. I decided to watch Croc Files to calm my nerves. I start watching and things are going good. Then I look over and notice a lump under the covers, right next to me. My eyes get really wide, and I smack the lump with all my might. Samara comes out from under the covers. I'm screaming, and she's screaming.
She doesn't really look like herself though. Her hair isn't in her face. Her skin is grey, as well as her eyes. I'm fighting her. She's trying to eat me, but I don't give up. I put my hands on her face, with my thumbs in her mouth, both of us are still screaming. Finally I realize I'm not going to be able to win. I give up. I let my arms go limp. She starts to swallow me. As she does, I think to myself, why isn't she choking. Then I remember, she's dead. She gets to my head and things go black, then I can see again. I'm in my parents bed again, and then suddenly I wake up.
You are probably like, what the heck was that. Well you may think its really stupid, like my other stories, but while I was dreaming it, I was scared out of my mind. I woke up, and looked around. I had to turn the TV on so I had something to distract me. How ironic, in my dream the TV is what caused the problems, and yet I still turn it on? Go figure.