Date: 1/1/2019
By Fitful
There is this very thin woman and she's around me and excited because she's pregnant. Suddenly, one day, she says she's gonna give birth. The woman is so skinny I wonder how she can be pregnant, but I dismiss it, thinking maybe skinny women give birth differently. She then says it's happening right now and she drops something in a black metal bat. There is splashing and then crying and she reaches in occasionally as if soothing it. She tells me excitedly that's her baby and I peer in. The baby is standing in a dry tiny vat staring up at her. I wonder why she doesn't take it out and hold it Bu to realize the vat is too deep, she wouldn't be able to reach. I am confused about how she gave birth. I think I come to the conclusion she had a surrogate but the entire thing is creepy and sad. ~ I'm on this bed a lot with "friends". They constantly make fun of me and belittle me and take my things. I focus on the things I'm making. A toy castle I built. Some other stuff which requires tools like sewing needles and metal pen caps. The girl often does things to hurt me, things j hate, just to see my reaction. She often crushes my castle. A sewing needle gets stuck in someone's finger because they didn't know it was there. I am adament the needle is mine and important. In fact I say they shouldn't hurt it. ~ I am leaving or I left and I come back for my stuff. It's in a closet and a women in charge has to go get it. She roots around in this closet for a whole but finds other things than my bag of stuff. I realize some of these things could prove lucrative.