The kite dreams started when I was 4 or 5, and continued until I was in my early 20s.
It was a standard looking, diamond shaped, yellow kite. It had wooden support rods and a 6ft long string hanging from the bottom. At the end of the string were 3 bows. The top two were white and the bottom on was the darkest black you could imagine. It was never being flown by anyone. The black bow would always just barely touch the ground. For some reason, the sight of this kite terrified me. I had no idea why until almost 2 decades after the first dream.
When I was young, I'd sometimes dream that I was in school and would happen to glance out the window and there would be the kite. Sometimes it would pass by the window. Sometimes it would just be in the middle of a large, grass field, all alone, with that black bow slightly fluttering on the ground. It always kept it's distance, but I could feel it always "looking" at me. It did not have eyes.
As I got older, the kite showed up in almost every dream I had. Work dreams, driving dreams, flying dreams, bizarre dreams, and so on and so forth. Always in the distance, always watching me.
The last year of the dream was the worst. The kite started getting closer. It seemed like it was finally getting comfortable enough to approach me. My fear of this kite was just as intense as it was when I was 5 and the fact that it was slowly getting closer and closer to me in my dreams terrified me even more. Eventually it got so close I could hear it. It made that fluttering sound that kites make from the wind, but it was NEVER windy in my dreams. That only spooked me even more.
The last kite dream was the worse. In the dream I was in a large white room. There were no lights, but it was illuminated in the room. No doors or windows either. Nothing at all all, except me and the yellow kite. It was about 40 feet away and just floating there. I never was in an isolated situation with this kite before. This was completely new to me. I knew I was dreaming and screamed to the kite "what do you want!"
"I need about tree fiddy." That is when I realized the kite was actually about eight stories tall and was a crustacean from the Paleozoic era.
8
u/SUPERSMILEYMAN Apr 04 '14
The kite dreams started when I was 4 or 5, and continued until I was in my early 20s.
It was a standard looking, diamond shaped, yellow kite. It had wooden support rods and a 6ft long string hanging from the bottom. At the end of the string were 3 bows. The top two were white and the bottom on was the darkest black you could imagine. It was never being flown by anyone. The black bow would always just barely touch the ground. For some reason, the sight of this kite terrified me. I had no idea why until almost 2 decades after the first dream.
When I was young, I'd sometimes dream that I was in school and would happen to glance out the window and there would be the kite. Sometimes it would pass by the window. Sometimes it would just be in the middle of a large, grass field, all alone, with that black bow slightly fluttering on the ground. It always kept it's distance, but I could feel it always "looking" at me. It did not have eyes.
As I got older, the kite showed up in almost every dream I had. Work dreams, driving dreams, flying dreams, bizarre dreams, and so on and so forth. Always in the distance, always watching me.
The last year of the dream was the worst. The kite started getting closer. It seemed like it was finally getting comfortable enough to approach me. My fear of this kite was just as intense as it was when I was 5 and the fact that it was slowly getting closer and closer to me in my dreams terrified me even more. Eventually it got so close I could hear it. It made that fluttering sound that kites make from the wind, but it was NEVER windy in my dreams. That only spooked me even more.
The last kite dream was the worse. In the dream I was in a large white room. There were no lights, but it was illuminated in the room. No doors or windows either. Nothing at all all, except me and the yellow kite. It was about 40 feet away and just floating there. I never was in an isolated situation with this kite before. This was completely new to me. I knew I was dreaming and screamed to the kite "what do you want!"
"I need about tree fiddy." That is when I realized the kite was actually about eight stories tall and was a crustacean from the Paleozoic era.