Just Thought I'd Let You Know, Dreamed 4-4-10

I was at my parents' house during the night when my dad looks out the window and notices "two odd looking guys" in the backyard. He let them into the house and I'm not really sure why. They claimed they were on the run from something. These "odd looking guys" turned out to be aliens.

These aliens were similar looking in size and shape to a small gray. They were whitish gray with thin pink veins all over their bodies. They were very goofy and campy looking, the kind of aliens you might see in a bad sci-fi movie. They had webbed feet and were inclined to stand with their feet pressed closely together. Their eyes were big black and shiny with both top and bottom eyelids. They were holding long, skinny dowel rods that had been sharpened to a point.

The aliens had come to kill me. We were standing in the foyer by the front door where I begged and pleaded for them not to. They said that in the past there were people they were supposed to kill but didn't and their failure to do so resulted in great catastrophes. My step mother was at the top of the stairs with one of the neighbors and someone else watching. I tearfully yelled to them what the aliens wanted to do to me and they just ignored me.

I went up the stairs and slapped my neighbor in the face a few times. I picked up my step mother and began yelling at her how much I hated her while holding a handful of her blond hair in my hand. I pointed out how she was only 15 years older than me and 15 years younger than my elderly father (even though those numbers don't result in an elderly father, me=23, her=38, him=53). I also called her dumb and evil and a string of other nasty things while also reminding her what the aliens intended to do to me. Before throwing her down the (half flight) of stair I ended my rant with "just though I'd let you know."

I walked down the stairs toward the aliens with my hands in front of me so that they could get done with what they had come to do.

(Dreamer's note: #1) I don't have a step mom nor did the 'mom' in my dream at all resemble my actual mother. #2) Those age differences do not exist within my actual family. #3) I'm not a violent person so this dream really freaked me out...)