Something happened to me all those years ago and my parents weren’t willing to tell me any of the details, however drunk relatives have no secrets. However that was the moment I finally realized that these weren’t just random dreams anymore, whatever I had forgotten all those years back, Courtney was going to help me remember So I called up my parents asking them about the house and surrounding area but neither one of them were willing to even entertain the idea, they just told me that I was sick back then and it was just a bad dream that I was bringing back up. I immediately woke up more pissed off than anything that I got so close but could not figure what the hell was happening.
As I approached the front door, and moved my hand towards the knob, it swung open and in the frame was a dark silhouette of a tall man. As I got closer the crying grew louder into an almost deafening sound, I covered my ears in my dream to try and drown it out but I kept moving towards that house determined to finally find the source of the sound. As you guys probably suspect, the noise was coming from the house not too far into it. When I started to get close to them I started hearing a little girl cry and it felt like I was being drawn to it, like it felt familiar and I had to help whoever it was. A few days after that happened for the third time, was when I dreamed of her again, this time I started off alone in my backyard playing by myself, I looked up and saw the trees at the edge of the field behind the house and I don’t know why but I just walked to them. After struggling for what seemed like hours I’d just wake up frustrated just to repeat it the next time I dreamed of her. It was like something was blocking me from seeing what it was she was trying to show me. I wanted to move towards it, I wanted to just see what was inside of it, but I couldn’t move.
In one dream, we were on the bus sitting together staring out of the window at the adults living their lives and talking about what we wanted to do when we grew up, then when I turned to her to listen to her dreams I was no longer on the bus but standing all alone in the middle of that wooded area with that house in front of me. At first they were still as happy memories, it took me a few days to start to realize they weren’t just dreams, then they started to slowly become twisted into horrible visions.
TEEN OVERALLS BUS DRIVER PORN UPDATE
I was going to update you guys last week but I figured since I still had not heard back from my family in my old town, the family reunion I had this weekend would be the perfect opportunity to put the final pieces together, and I was right.įirst I want to tell you about the things Courtney had started to show me, she still came to me in my dreams, just not as frequent anymore. This is going to be the final update, I’m sorry about the length of time between this and the last one but I had a lot going on which includes a birthday and a family reunion.