Dark Room

Date: 9/30/2016

A dream I had when everything in life was feeling fake but in my dreams everything almost felt so real.. I was at an Indians dance thing I don't exactly remember what it was called. But the people all dressed in eagle feathers and the drums went off. As if to circle a giant fire in the center. I used to go to these sort of asembly events where we danced according to the drums the people played. The instruments they strummed, and when I was there I was given a sort of black and grey cloak that indicated I was an eagle. I looked to my mom a bit nervous off to the stage seats. She waved at me with a huge grin / smile on her face and I smiled nervously and walked on. The drums to the right of me as I (being some where around 6 or 8) flapped my eagle wings in attempt to play the dance with all other 70+ members. Just then as I was getting tired. (These events were late at night. ) I started to focus on the details like small bells or the other people dancing around in the gym. How the drum sticks that attacked the drums echoed a lions roar across the gym. You could probably hear this from back in the car in the parking lot. I lost my train of thought when a sharp needle like pain gripped my shoulder and I yelped. Turning around a familiar man (probably 6ft tall) towered me. He lifted a eagles claw off the top of my shoulder and and waved it at me. I was in pure horror. Was that real.. He somehow clutched the bird's claws closed and opened again grinning. I turned around and started to run. The room in the dream ultimately turned itself into nothing but a empty basketball court. black and white vision unless it was dark. No lights but the moon coming from an open door illuminated the empty gym. looking towards where my mom was. She wasn't there anymore. I felt a lump form in my throat and my pulse rise. I was scared. I looked right. And left. But breath was the only noise. And I was the only life. A gust of wind did blow into the gym from the open door. I chose not to go to that. I was looking for my mom. my thoughts then were. "did they forget about me..?" I saw a white door I never noticed in the gym to the left. A golden knob on it. Walking towards the door I had a feeling I shouldn't open it. But a part of me said I would discover something amazing. I could only hear my heart beat and breath then as I reached for the cold knob that reflected my face. Worry gripped me and I felt like crying but soon the door opened. Not much effort into actually getting it to reveal what was inside. Nothin could describe the feeling I felt when I solemnly entered the room.. careful steps inside. The room was a bright black. Looked like no walls or floors actually existed. Like It were in space. But there had to be a floor because in the center of the room was a single kitchen chair. Chipped of the wood. And above it was either a sort of spot light. Or a kind of devine light from heaven. Nothing els but black was in the room. I couldn't push my self to go in the room in this dream, instead .. I walked slowly back out. I was surrounded by the noise of large drums pounding and my mother gripped the same shoulder the man did with the big eagle claw. "You arnt allowed in there sweetie." I stayed silent. Registering everything that happened. I hugged my mom and the dream ended.