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Tuesday, November 15, 2005

Happy Halloween

I get the news that my dad has died. One of the guys that work for him, found him lying on his waterbed in the afternoon. I had to go to the funeral, but was really really reluctant to go. The thought of seeing my dad in a coffin really upset me. I go to the funeral home, against my better judgement and take my seat. The funeral home is not very nice. Sorta cheap looking. Organ music starts playing and the pall bearers haul my father's casket out of what looks to be a utility closet. The coffin is not normal sized, it is very modern and sleek and thin. When they open the lid, I can tell that the embalmers did not do a very good job on my father. I can tell that his face is stuffed with cotton, and his mouth hangs open in a most grotesque manner. I don't want to walk up to the casket but I do anyway. His body is twitching and he is making weird breathing sounds. I can tell that his body is going through the process of decay. I go back to my seat and before the service can get started, my father sits straight up in the coffins and turns and yells, "Happy Halloween" and starts chasing everyone. I take off running but when I get outside there are monsters everywhere. For some reason I have these magic sticks in my pocket and I throw them at monsters that get in my way. I am very good at throwing the sticks and destroy several monsters. It is here that my dream falls apart and time reverses. I find myself back in the funeral home, just in time for my father to say, "Happy Halloween" and start chasing everyone. I repeat the scene where I am throwing magic sticks. There was a feeling that there was an evil spirit in my dad's body.

Now this does not sound like a scary dream, but it really upset me. I woke up about 4:30 with my dad's death on my mind. I sat on my bed shaking and it was a long time before I felt good again.

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