Essay #6: Weirdest or Scariest Dream I had a scary dream one night and I was sitting on the bus with a sack in my hands that my bus driver told me to hold for him. I wanted to be nosey but I figured it was best to not get into the bus driver’s business. My bus driver kept acting weird and telling me things about my sister that I didn’t know and it was starting to creep me out. When I left the house that day my sister was going to a friend's house to hang out. This creepy bus driver was talking to me about my sister and her friend and what they were doing. The things he was saying are things no one would really know about. I then decided to take a peek into the bag and what I saw inside was horrifying. I saw my sister inside this bag and she wasn’t looking so good. I then started to freak out because I didn’t know what to do because I was the only kid on the bus and I didn’t have a phone to call 911. The bus driver started to make these weird comments towards me and he then figured out that I looked into the bag. I looked into the bag once again and my sister was looking even worse and I told the bus driver that we needed to get her to the hospital before she dies and she made me believe that he was gonna take her to the hospital but hours went by and we still haven’t made it to the hospital so I began to worry. Later that night, we arrived at a place that was so creepy looking and looked like it was abandoned. The bus driver was getting off the bus and told me to
I`m just an average 17-year-old girl named Violet Rivers walking home from hanging out with some friends on a Friday night but I had this strange feeling that I was being followed, I started to walk faster but then I heard a noise from behind the bushes. As the curious girl I am I decided to see what the noise was when I looked behind the bushes there was nothing there but all of a sudden everything went black.When I woke up the back of my head was killing me and I was in a dim room lit by a couple of candles with a weird smell and I was in a hospital bed with a small dresser next to it. I got out of the bed feeling a little dizzy, slowly walking to the door, when I opened it the hallway was so dark and cold so I grabbed a candle then cautiously moved at a slow pace down the hall feeling scared. There was a royal blue, old looking door that stood out from the rest of the old wooden doors, on the right side of the hallway towards the end, it was hard to open but I pushed as much as I could, then it swung open with the sound of squeaking hinges. There was a twirling staircase that leads far down, I followed curiously to see what was at the bottom. When I got
The best part of a long, hard-working day is when you finally get to lay in your bed, close your eyes and let your imagination run free. As you sleep your mind takes you to another place far away from the real world. You begin to dream. Over the night, you may have several dreams. In the morning, you may wake up and wonder what your dreams were suppose to mean for you and your life. By analyzing your dream, it "gives a true picture of the 'subjective state'-how we really feel about ourselves-which the conscious mind cannot or will not give" (Wietz 289). In order to find the meaning of a dream, you have to pick out the most important symbols and define them. But you may be wondering what exactly is a symbol?
To many people, dreams are the thoughts that occur while sleeping, having almost mystic qualities. For millennia the significance of dreams has escaped even the brightest of philosophers and intellectuals. Many people have speculated about why people dream and what meanings the dreams have but in recent times two theories have gained credibility in answering those questions. The first theory is Sigmund Freuds and the other is known as the cognitive theory of dreams also known as biological determinism.
When I woke up, I had no idea where I was, until seconds later when I realized almost everything in the room was white. My hair was pulled out of my bun and I was wearing a patient's gown. There was a lady in baby blue shirt with little snoopy dogs on it leaning over the bed with a clipboard in her left hand, and a pen in her right. The instant I moved my head to look around, I regretted it and let my head flop back down, then regretted that even more. My whole right side of my body felt like it was being burned and stabbed right there on the spot. I moaned and I heard my mom's voice, just a little too
Prior to this project being assigned, I always thought that dreams were just your brain organizing or processing information throughout the night, but now that I have been researching my strange dreams, I have realized that they correlate to my life. My dreams mostly consist of disappearances, forgetfulness, disagreements, and individuals morphing into other beings. A majority of my dreams included friends and classmates, occasionally I would dream about strangers. I have not had recurring dreams, but what amazes me is that all of my dreams so far have had similar meaning when I research them.
When my mom comes home we are going to a pumpkin patch at night. She was taking so long I just left to go myself and she could meet me there. Before I left I heard this banging noise and then this baby crying. I was creeped out but I still left because I did not want to get stuck in the house.
There are many facts that are unknown about the mind. For centuries, philosophers and scientists have tried to understand how it works. We have learned that the mind has a number of different levels of processing. Before Sigmund Freud “nearly all the previous research and theorizing of psychologists had dealt with conscious, such as perception, memory, judgment, and learning“ (Hunt185). Freud brought forth a number of theories that dealt with “the unconscious and its crucial role in human behavior”(Hunt 185). The unconscious is a storage area for information that is not being used. It is also the home of “powerful primitive drives and forbidden wishes that constantly generated pressure on the conscious mind”(Hunt
I whispered to my little brother "do you know what is going on" he whispered "No". We walked to get water. I was surprised at how calm my dad was. He said there was a cure. It was in his office on the other side of town that he could go get it. I demanded that "we need him". I will get it. He gave me a skateboard helmet and the dog leash. I grab our dog and started to get ready to leave i wanted to see where the zombies were and to do a test run of the skateboard. I grabbed my helmet and took off out the front
It was just another normal day right after the school day had just gotten over. We had all gotten on the bus to go home. We had left the school ground to go to St. Mary's to drop off the kids. Then, we had went to our first stop out of town. After he got off, we had began to speed up hwy. Speed everyone had started to panic. Before the bus driver knew it, we had hit a little brown nissan pick-up on the side of hwy 13 south of town when i realized that i was in the front of the bus on the floor. I was the first one out of the bus after a little while another bus come to pick up kids that wanted to
I ran upstairs crying filled with terror. I come to the top of my steps and turn to see my dad holding my 7 year old sister Alli crying in his arms. It looked like my dad had just seen a ghost, because he was so scared. Considering we were all extremely scared we all slept in our parent’s room. Next thing you know my dad got a text from our neighbors Stacey and Tyler saying our tree was on
It’s a hot August day in Washington D.C. A crowd of hundreds of thousands of people are gathered, stretching from the Lincoln Memorial to the Washington Monument. “I have a dream,” a voice thundered over the crowd. “Tell us about your dream Martin,” a women’s voice replied. “I have a dream that one day this nation will rise up and live out the true meaning of its creed: ‘We hold these truths to be self-evident: that all men are created equal.’ (King, I have a dream) Dr. Martin Luther King Jr, spoke these now well-known words at a peaceful rally, demanding an end to segregation and discrimination and calling for voting
My first job was to dress him then to feed John. Then I put him into
This critical evaluation essay will be on Martin Luther King’s speech “I Have a Dream”. This speech was delivered during the March on Washington for Jobs and Freedom on 28 August 1963. This march was initially organized to focus on the economy, but as the date grew near, the focus shifted to social issues in the country. This march was attended by more than two hundred thousand people, to include the many actors, musicians, and the civil rights leaders. Martin Luther King said “I am happy to join you today in what will go down in history as the greatest demonstration for freedom in the history of our nation”. (King). Martin Luther King not only touch the hearts of so many that day, and on that he made people aware that there was work
I jolted awake in fear. I had a dream. A weird dream. A vivid dream. It was full of people shouting and bright flashes of light. It was confusing yet clear, like some part of me understood it. I didn’t know it would be important then but now I know. How? Well, it happened like this…
"You'll never see an object in dream that you haven't seen in your daily life"