A Playful Misconception, A Childhood's Dream

Right after watching Mirrors, I followed my friends outside for a smoking session and we started talking about mirrors and other superstitions. There was one about window above the head of the bed and another about a mirror next to the bed.

In my room there’s a window above the left corner of the bed and the television screen at the foot of the bed. With that discussion still fresh in my head, the first thing that caught my eye was the reflection of the orange coloured blinds of the window from the empty television screen. After that note, I woke up in the morning with a nightmare.

I don’t quite remember what the dream was about, just that at the end of it I was crouched down near some wooden planks as the floor and the “somebody” was chasing everyone else around.

And in these types of dreams, I am always aware that it’s a dream and that I have full control of the “assailant’s” actions. So I made him come all the way back to me from behind, put a gun against my back. By then I knew I was “done for” but still I managed to scare myself while I made him pulled the trigger and fired.

I woke up with a startled shout. That was probably around 7am and I never went back to sleep after that, resulting in a very tired Saturday morning.

Luckily that was the only “troubled” night.