AuddieMarie92

[FONT="Comic Sans MS"][SIZE="5"][SIZE="4"]I'm standing in a hallway. I'm wearing a black skirt with a red top. My face is pale and my makeup is running down my cheeks. My hair is messy with debris in it. I start walking down the hallway. Every step I take gets louder as I continue. My heart starts pounding, my mind is racing. .I'm about two feet away from the window and I stop. Looking out the window I see people laying down in rows. The sky is green. There is thunder and lightning. The wind is blowing, the trees are shaking violently. Then i see a truck starting to run over the people and no one seems to notice. They all just continue to lay down. I turn around and the hallway is gone. In its place is a door. A blue door with green trim. There are daisies painted on the bottom. I grab the door knob and my hand starts melting. I proceed to kick the door open and see my two sisters, my boyfriend, and his kids all face down on the floor. I run in and try to flip them over but the moor i touch them, the more my arms start to melt. .Then my legs melt. I pass out and wake up sometime later. I have my arms and legs back. I look at them and their backs are rotted. There are maggots and rats feasting on their flesh. I quickly flip all of them over to see if they are somehow alive. All of them are dead except for Ben. (boyfriend) He coughs up blood and looks at me. Just staring.. I touch his face and suddenly he tries to back away from me. He looks terrified and then he starts screaming at me. Screaming, "Look at what you did! You better run. They're here." Screaming it over and over again. I turn to run out of the door and it's no longer there. The hallway is back and it's filled with snakes and bugs. I try to walk through it, but halfway through it, I get bitten by a big, black snake with red eyes. He slithers up to me and says, "This is the price you shall pay!" I start floating away, looking down on my body. Watching Ben and the snake eating me. Then I wake up. I have had this dream 7 times in the past year. . I just don't know what to make of it.