arachnochick

last night i had this freaky dream. i dreamed that i severely injured my mechanic, jason. i left him, but then realized that if he lived, he would incriminate me. so i went back and finished him off. i tried to move the body, but i couldn't drag him. and his body was discovered. so, next thing i know, i am talking to my mom, telling her what happened and she told me to turn myself in to the police. i also called my dad, and he gave me the same advice. i called the police station and asked to speak to a cop... the person on the phone told me that all of the poloice officers were out looking for Whitney. i said, "i AM Whitney." she said that she would send someone over to get me. after i hung up, i asked my mom and my dad if they would come visit me in jail. i wondered if they would let me take a sketchbook with me so i would have something to do while i was doing my time in the slammer. i looked out the window and saw the flashing lights. i remember looking at my kids, thinking that this would be the last time i would get to hug them for a very long time. it made me really sad.
when i woke up, i was relieved to find that it was only a dream. it also taught me a valuable lesson: don't kill anyone.