• i guess you can say it was a dream, but sometimes when I think back on it, maybe not. It was on January 12 of 2005 and a friend of mine had come over to my house for a sleep over. We were cool back then, and so now its hard to tell the tale cause we aren't cool anymore. Well, he had brought over some games for us to play on my PS2 and we played until 2am. Pretty soon afterward we gor tired and went to bed.

    At around...2:37am i believe, I hear this really wierd sound (like a grinding machine) coming from our backyard. I got up and walked over to my window (which looks out directly into the backyard) and pulled the cover to the side. At first, I thought I saw someone standing there. Not moving, just standing. But it was just a tree. My friend got up too at this point and asked what I was doing at the window. I said "Oh. I thought I heard something coming from back there. You didnt hear anything wierd right now?" He said no and went back to sleep XD

    I decided maybe I would go back to bed...but...instead, I put my shoes on and got dressed, almost like i was going to school or something. Incidently, my friend got up after i finished dressing and he got dressed too. He said "Don't leave me here all alone...I'm coming too." So we decided to head on out to the backyard. I brought a flashlight and well....a broom...you know...just in case. lol My friend said "What are you gonna do if there IS someone out there? Sweep him to death?" I guess he had a point but at the time that was all I felt I needed.

    We went out back and actually there is a very short trail leading toward the backyard from my kitchen (where we left from). I swear...at night...the tree limbs look like long dirty fingers....eeewww....anyways, we walked to the back and finally looked around. Despite how messy my room can be, our backyard looks very nice during the daytime. Different colored flowers all around in lines around the backyard. Two trees in the center for shade from the sun for those summer days when it gets too hot. But on this night...it looked different. My imagination I suppose got the better of me, cause I told my friend, "Hold this for me. I'm going to check behind the tree for something" I whispered to his ear. I walked slowly aroun the tree...and when I go to the other side....nothing.

    When I felt we were really alone and safe, I turned on the flashlight and I looked around carefully, trying to see what could have made such a sound. We didnt own anything mechanical like a lawn mower or something. I kept checking anyways and soon after, I saw something on the concrete wall that goes around my backyard. At first I couldn't make out what it was...a shadow? Someone's shadow? Probably mine I thought. My friend moved a little closer to me at this point and said "lets go back, theres nothing here."

    I would've listened, but decided to wait for a minute longer. Then...I saw it. What we perceive to be what Death looks like (you know, black cloak, scythe) appeared as a shadow on the concrete wall. When I saw that, i got really freaked. I dont know if it was the fear or something else, but I felt extremely dizzy and after a few seconds, fell on the grass face first.

    What happened next was a dream that I can remember all too well. I was in a room filled with cards (like playing cards for poker). The walls and everything was made from playing cards. Lamps. Chairs. Tables. At the center of the room was Death himself. I walked over, and sat down on a chair which was in front of him. I sat down, looked str8 up at him and he said "Why do you suppose I am here?" I said "I dont know. Ask someone who knows." He brought out under his cloak some cakes...apparently, in my dream, he has many arms, all bony. He held them out before me, said to take one, and bite down. I choose the vanilla colored cake (in my dream, I could swear the cake smelled of vanilla). So I did that....and well....hahaha...I woke up to something very unexpected.

    I had actually bitten down on my friends lips. He was trying to give me CPR right after I fainted. He cursed and got angry with me. he thought I was trying to kiss him or was playing some sorta game with him in order to kiss him. I got up and I apologized. I said I didnt know at the time. Told him about the dream I had and the reason why I bit down on his lips. He said I had stopped breathing for a few seconds, and tried to get my heart going. We went back the room and back to sleep. A heavy silence was all around that room that night. My chest hurt from the pressure of having him so close to me and after what I had done, even when I had a good excuse....at least to me.

    The next morning, he left early. He was pretty upset with me. He didn't believe my dream and figured I was out to "get him" as it were. Of course, all this was not true. I never saw him in that light, but what could i say to make him believe me? After that, we stopped hanging out. Avoided each other from school and anywhere else.

    I think (personally) that my dream was trying to tell me of the "death" of this friendship. I honestly believe thats what the dream was about. If not that, then I dont know. I wonder if I had choosen not to invite him over, everything would have been fine. But then again, his life is going down hill right now....or so i hear. I have no way to contact him (we never exchanged #s) and I moved away to L.A. in california soon after. Maybe it was for the best, maybe not.

    When I think about it from his point of view, I guess it did kind of looked like I was trying to kiss him, so there was really nothing wrong with him cursing at me then or getting mad. But still....it really was a shame to lose a friend over a misunderstanding like that. oh well I suppose....