Monday, April 19, 2010
THIS REALLY HAPPENED
Several nights ago I screamed and screamed. Ron heard my desperate pleas coming from our den. He was in our home office and grabbed the only weapon he could reach -- a pair of scissors -- and rushed to my aid.
Ron found his damsel-in-distress sound asleep on the couch. I was screaming my lungs out. Ron could not see that a frightening entity had levitated me and was floating after me around the room. The demon did not heed my pleading and I could not take back control of my senses.
Sir "Ron" Lancelot with his Excalibur scissors awakened me, thus slaying my mind's intruder. Ah, my hero!
(I had watched a movie that day entitled DRAG ME TO HELL. Maybe that had some influence on my dreams. Duh. Scary movies are my roller coaster rides and this one was a doozy!)