White car under my van
Posted: Wed Dec 17, 2008 11:58 am
I forgot something along a trail we walked yesterday. In the middle of the night I decided to go looking for what was missing. I ended up taking two of my girls with me to for the company. Tryphena and Tebaliah ages 7 and 5.
I drove up to the entrance of the pathway and parked next to a red car thinking it was odd that anyone else would be walking the trails so late at night, they might be drug users.
We had no flashlight but before our feet there was a lighted path as we walked into the woods. I don't remember finding anything, but the dream jumped to our return. Leaving the woods our path is again lighted. Now there is a tall street lamp at the exit of the trail. The red car is there still. I load the kids in the van and walk around to the drivers side to get into the car.
I find myself stairing at a white car partly under my left front wheel, like a wedge of cheese. A smaller sports car like a farrari (sp?). I have no idea how it got under my wheel, and I can't get in on the drivers side. There is also a appartment complex there now instead of the professional buildings that were there before.
There are other cars under a carport near by.
I climb through the passenger door and back the van up so that I can determine the damage, thinking I must be too tired not to have noticed I parked right on top of another vehicle. I could hear the crackling and grating as I backed up off the vehicle.
After parking across the street I start trying to figure out how to call the police. The numbers just would not come to mind and my daughters had crawled out to play in the street running toward the path again.
Irritated I wanted to lock them back in their car seats which was now a double seat with a black net it barely fit them both and most of my van was missing now like I was tieing them into a joggiing stroller that was much higher up. Everything from the bench seat forward was missing.
I woke as I was trying to call 911 on my cell phone for the police.
(in our area there is no separate number for the non emergency police calls)
side note:
This seemed extremely real at the time and I did take many of my kids for a walk on the local wetland preserve trail yesterday, but my son dropped and lost his gloves, I had not left anything behind.
TIA
bananna
I drove up to the entrance of the pathway and parked next to a red car thinking it was odd that anyone else would be walking the trails so late at night, they might be drug users.
We had no flashlight but before our feet there was a lighted path as we walked into the woods. I don't remember finding anything, but the dream jumped to our return. Leaving the woods our path is again lighted. Now there is a tall street lamp at the exit of the trail. The red car is there still. I load the kids in the van and walk around to the drivers side to get into the car.
I find myself stairing at a white car partly under my left front wheel, like a wedge of cheese. A smaller sports car like a farrari (sp?). I have no idea how it got under my wheel, and I can't get in on the drivers side. There is also a appartment complex there now instead of the professional buildings that were there before.
There are other cars under a carport near by.
I climb through the passenger door and back the van up so that I can determine the damage, thinking I must be too tired not to have noticed I parked right on top of another vehicle. I could hear the crackling and grating as I backed up off the vehicle.
After parking across the street I start trying to figure out how to call the police. The numbers just would not come to mind and my daughters had crawled out to play in the street running toward the path again.
Irritated I wanted to lock them back in their car seats which was now a double seat with a black net it barely fit them both and most of my van was missing now like I was tieing them into a joggiing stroller that was much higher up. Everything from the bench seat forward was missing.
I woke as I was trying to call 911 on my cell phone for the police.
(in our area there is no separate number for the non emergency police calls)
side note:
This seemed extremely real at the time and I did take many of my kids for a walk on the local wetland preserve trail yesterday, but my son dropped and lost his gloves, I had not left anything behind.
TIA
bananna