venillarose

I'm sitting here eating my Vegemite on toast and drinking my tea thinking about my dreams for the last two nights. They are quite unusual and have got me thinking why I would dream something like this??
I have always had a very active imagination and been very creative. Maybe not having creative outlet has something to do with it, or maybe I have a lot of pent up anger inside. How about I tell you the dreams and maybe you have an idea...

Sunday Night...
I was asleep in my bed when I heard something that sounded like a lot of people. I had been at work the night before so I was a little annoyed at whoever was making all this noise.
I pulled some clothes on and went outside to find my husband, Adam, and about 5 or 6 women I had never seen before. Adam told me that the girls from the office were having a staff meeting and needed some where to do it.
Which is very strange. Adam works in a factory and there is only two office girls, and they wouldn't have a meeting at our house.

One of the younger girls made a comment, which I don't fully remember, But I do know it was suggesting that she had been sleeping with Adam. I instantly got that jealous knot in my belly and grabbed the nearest glass and smashed it in the girls face.
Then continued to pick up glasses and throw them at all the other women. I grabbed a hold of the girl who pissed me off and picked up the nearest piece of glass and started slicing it down her face. Thick red liquid was running all over me. I told her that if she ever even looked at my husband again I would do more than cut her fat little face.

Adam was standing by watching all this in amazement. He finally picked me up and threw me in the shower to calm me down. Then the kid from down the road came in and jumped in the shower and kept asking where Josh was to play with him. So I starting beating the crap out of a 9 year old boy. Then I woke up...

Monday Night...
I was coming home from somewhere and went inside my house (which wasn't my house but it was beautiful) Then I saw a girl coming out of the bedroom. She froze when she saw me. She started running, so I chased her. She ran out into the bush and I hunted her. Then as soon as I spotted her I shot her through the calf muscle (I don't know where I got the gun from)

I dragged her back to this huge old barn that was just off the house. I had a lot of Carpentry tools in it. I got this girl and threw her on the bench, I grabbed the closest chain and tied in around her neck pulled it through a hole in the table and tied it around her legs so that if the tried to move her legs she would choke herself. Then I continued to hammer nails into her hands and wrists.

Then when she was all secured to the table I turned on the big table saw. He hands were up near her head so the first thing to go was her finger tips. Each time it went across i moved it 1cm closer to her. I also told her that if she wanted to she could turn it off by pushing the button with her feet, but the would choke her to death. As I stood there watching this girl, who by now had the top of her scalp and finger to her knuckles cut off, struggling to take her own life by choking herself. I felt a warn liquid running down my face. I wiped it off thinking it was sweat, on my hand was blood. I started feeling very faint. When I looked back at the girl, I stared in horror as I realized the girl was me. I started running to the mirror and while trying to hold myself up i saw my face with the top of my head cut off and blood everywhere.

Then everything started to go black. Then I woke up...