February 28, 1999-- My cousin, Joy, and I were in a mall. Beth Hoffman, Erich Williams, and Joel Dixon were also there. Beth was on this scooter thing and Erich & Joel were pushing her on it. throughout the mall. She went right past Joy and I, but something was weird about it. Beth had no expression on her face, but could hear her laughing. Beth, Erich, and Joel were out of sight now. Joy and I walked into what looked like a store, but when we went in, it was a different world! All we saw was huge crates of beads. All sorts of beads were in those crates. Then we saw wolf people. They spotted us and started running after us. Joy and I jumped on top of the rows of crates, and started to run away from them. When they would start to catch up to us, we would throw beads at them. After we threw the beads at them, they stopped dead in their tracks, staring in amazement. They were now calling us gods. Next thing I know, we are at this ceremony where all the real human people went to to get beads. For what purpose? I didn't have a clue. All I knew was that the humans were slaves to the wolf people, and the wolf people were supposed to throw beads at them, and the humans had to catch as many as they could. Whatever they caught, they kept. They were in one giant line. The line was almost through when I saw this little human boy. He looked about 5 years old. He was just standing there all by himself. I walked over and assumed he wanted some beads, so I threw some at him. He grabbed the beads, and walked away, smiling. So, all the humans were through the line, and they were now having a feast at one huge, long table. Someone yelled, "The boy is gone!" I saw where the boy was going and I followed him. He was at this place with a bunch of shoes on a rack. The little boy was just staring at them. I must have felt sorry for the boy because I gave him a pair of shoes. The boy took my hand, and guided me though a little doorway in the wall. We arrived at Denny Bowman's house! The boy disappeared and I didn't seem to care. I was talking to Aaron Bowman now. He had lost his pants and was looking all around the room. But the strange thing was, his pants were laying right there in front of him the whole time! I walked to the Bowman's kitchen and Mr. Bowman was frying eggs on the stove, Mrs. Bowman was standing beside him all dreamy-like, and Denny was in the corner laughing.
NOTE: This dream is extremely weird, and the scenes change quickly, so brace yourself!
April 18, 1999-- I was jumping around this "place". There was this big stack of unopened diaper packages (don't ask!). I was having fun running up one side and tumbling down another. Two other girls were with me, and two boys were at the bottom of the pile watching us. Next thing I know, Titanic is about to leave. The port was really close to where the diaper package pile was. A whistle blew and the land started to flood! Everyone was running. I made a note that we were the only kids around. Everyone else was old people. They were scurrying left and right trying to get on the Titanic. I was just about to run through a door to get outside when I saw a curly, red-haired kid my own age open the door for me. I ran out with my friends without saying anything. When we got outside, Titanic was leaving. But something was wrong. Titanic was now a train in a big long tunnel and was moving so fast, we could feel wind blowing. It was moving very fast and would never end. My friends and I walked up beside it. I looked over my shoulder and there was Laura Collins standing right beside me. She was the only other person I saw! I told her that we had to walk along the side of it, and she said, "No way!" but I somehow convinced her. While we were walking along side of this speeding train, I saw this colorful strip of metal sticking out of the ground. We both sat on it and it became a little tram thing. It was following the same path as the Titanic, but we had to extremely careful we didn't tip over or else we'd fall right into the side of the Titanic train. So, we were moving on this thing that seemed like an underground roller coaster, and we somehow lost sight of the Titanic. We were still moving when we saw that there were lots and lots of kids our own age who were on more different colored tracks. As we moved more we saw that the tracks led to a huge building. Next, all the kids were lined up on their own individual colored rock. They were all waiting to go into the building. I jump onto a rock and it moves me in line with the other kids. I tried to look for Laura, but she was no where in sight. I get up to the door of the building and there is this woman guard just looking at me. She pushes a button and I go in. Next thing I know, I'm at this picnic table in a white room with other kids. I see A.J. Jones is sitting down across from me at the picnic table. The same woman guard comes out of a door and brings all the kids plastic Rubbermaid bowls filled with disgusting-looking oatmeal (the bowls have green lids on them). All of the kids are eating the oatmeal like they were starving. I just sit there looking at them. A.J. looks up at me and smiles like, 'Isn't this fun?'. Suddenly, a guy came out. He was the head of everything. He walked around the picnic table with a big smile on his face, just looking at us eat. I took a little bite just to show that I was eating. When all the kids were done, they lined up by the door. The woman guard looked in the kids' bowls to see that all the oatmeal was gone. I still had all my oatmeal in the bowl, but I put the lid on it. She must have skipped me or something because she didn't even notice that I hadn't eaten all of the oatmeal. When I walked through the door I saw the main man sitting at a desk. All the kids were huddled in front of his desk. I showed him by bowl and said, "I ate it all." He said, "I'm sure you did." And the dream ended.
August 11, 2000-- I was at camp Koinonia again, but it was different. You could Jet Ski, be in a huge play, roll around in mud, go swimming in a lake, and read quotes over a loud speaker. I read a quote over the loud speaker even though I didn’t sign up and wasn’t allowed to. Then Steve and I went to the play because my friend Stacy Guy was in it. The play was starting and I didn’t have a ticket. I asked a girl who was holding a bunch of tickets (I THOUGHT she was selling them) where I could get one. She was being mean and said, “Well, they have them for sale every single day in the lodge. You should have gotten one there.” One girl tried to give me her ticket (the girl was black [or African-American, if you prefer] and had hair like Macy Gray’s and kinda looked like her too). I gladly took the ticket. The mean girl holding tickets took mine from me. I started to walk out but I saw my friend Beth crying. I asked her what was wrong. A few days ago, she had to sing a song in front of a large crowd. She messed up that day. I gave her a hug and Erich and some of her other friends came over and started talking to her. She stopped crying and felt better.
Somehow, Steve and I got into the play and found seats. The play was already fours songs through (I remember looking at the program). Steve and I were sitting on a balcony on the west side and there was one of those shade things blocking most of my view. Steve wasn’t even interested in the play. Here is a pic from what I saw from my point of view:click here for pic
Anyway, to my right, there was a huge shower place. The showers were turned on and three guys were in it. They were all fully clothed (hehe) and they were beating each other up for fun. An older man, who wasn’t in the shower, had a stopwatch and a clipboard in his hand. He blew a whistle and the three guys (all about 17) suddenly acted out a strange little play: One of the guys stood under a single shower, while the other two guys stood under the other shower. The guy that stood by himself below a shower pressed up against the tiled wall (both of his hands at the side of his face but also pressed against the wall) and slid down slowly. He fell to the floor and wedged his between the floor and a little ledge the came out of the wall… like this: click here for other pic
Then, while his head was wedged in there like that, he tried to lift his head up. His head hit the ledge above him and he acted like he was dead. Everyone was laughing.
(No Date)--I had this dream that I was in the middle of one of his conversations with this one kid at church. I wasn't talking, just right between them. Denny was just talking and talking away, but the other kid was just staring out into nowhere with a bored expression on his face. Then, Denny just stopped talking. I turned to the other boy and said, "He's trying to talk to you and you're not even listening." I said it with such a calm voice but the boy walked off, so I guessed it had made an impression on him. Then, I turned to Denny and he was smiling at me.
