2146 another horrible dream

 

 

 

Apr. 24, 2004

 

 

[sister H] had shot and killed her dad while cleaning a gun and she was
going to get the death penalty. For some reason, I was at school and
mom came to tell me all this. I was freaking out, Mom was going
through my makeup box. For whatever reasons I could not leave school
to go help [sister H]. I woke up feeling awful.

I went back to sleep and dreamed some more. I went to the police in
San Antonio (where the trial was) and told them I had killed Gary,
using a gun that my dad gave me. Told them the gun would still be
registered to him or my grandfather. I knew they'd need to find my
dad to ask about the gun and I knew my dad had just gotten through
vsiting my house, so he'd be making the 10 hour drive back to
Oklahoma City. So I knew that gave [sister H] 10 more hours before they
killed her.

We were wandering around the police building and some policewoman
said she didn't want to arrest me but she wanted me to stay close
anyway.

Then [sister H] and I were in a big warehouse finding pillows and blankets
to decorate the bed where they were going to give her a lethal
injection.

Bad dream. But I made it better, a little.