Entry 20 – October 25, 2012
I wanted to start this journal entry out with a dream I had last night. It was strange, mainly because of how clear it was. The dream felt extremely real. In this dream, I was in a forest. Not like the one in my backyard, this was different. It had different trees. I guess I was in another state or something. I was walking around, pretty aimlessly. I just looked around without a care in the world. Suddenly, I hear something. These were familiar sounds, but in the dream I was scared of them. I now know that these were sounds from the creature. In the dream however, I wanted to get away from these noises. I changed direction from where I was wondering originally. I start to think that I've escaped the noises, but then they come back. Slowly, I heard them get louder behind me. I didn't move. I couldn't move. I was really getting scared now. When the noises sounded like they were right behind me, they stopped. I then was able to look behind me and see that there was nothing back there. I continued to stroll along the woodland path that was before me. Later on, I start to hear noises again. These were leaves crunching on the ground. I looked around frantically, trying to find where the noise was coming from. I then saw something off the path, it was the creature's tail. I went off the trail and followed the tail. It started to slither between trees to where I could only see the half end of it. I still pursued it until the scenery changed. I was in the forest, but now I was on a mountain. I was pretty high up. I looked up the mountain and could hear myself saying "Almost there..." At that moment, the dream ended. I woke up breathless. I felt like I had actually climbed a mountain. Other than this, there wasn't much that happened during the day. Tonight, I went up the tree-house, which I've noticed is becoming second nature for me. It used to be second nature when I was like 7. Now, it's almost like that nature has come back. The creature approached the scene rather roughly. I told it to be careful on the branch it always goes to, it has used it so much that it could break soon. That would not be good. I've been starting to think about my parents in all this discovery. I guess more secrecy, less discovery. I don't feel like it's something I need to tell them about. They will ask me sometimes why I go outside so much and stay up late so much. I guess I am going to have to tell them someday, but I don't think now is the right time.