kibbles
Warlord
I had a particularly terrifying nightmare last night. Before I begin, you should know that my father is Kenyan and my mother is white. Anyway, we were going to another "Kenyan Party" (Kenyans in a community often group together in celebration of something). We arrived at some sort of banquet hall and sat down to wait for our food. Suddenly, several people dropped from the ceiling with nooses around their neck, apparently intentionally (suicide). I was horrified as I watched them choke and gasp. Some changed their minds and managed to free themselves from their nooses. Others just died. My parents and siblings were indifferent and continued to wait for the food. Others looked dismissively at the hanging bodies. As we left my father told my mother that nobody that we knew died in the incident, and that nobody had called to tell relatives in Kenya. As we drove home they continued average gossip for an after-dinner party. I was still traumatized and didn't understand why they weren't. We got home and I went to bed. Then I woke up in real-life. It was most terrifying dream I have had in a while.