horrible dream

[Ash]

I know I dream but I almost never remember them. Usually if I do its because I overslept or its the weekend. Anyway, this wasn't really werewolf related but it scared the crap out of me anyway.

For some reason my unit was in the mountains skiing and playing around in the snow. Some kind of disaster happened I don't know what. All 80 of us who are up there are tapped as rescue workers which is kind of wierd because we're all aircraft grease monkeys.

Anyway we go up into the hills looking for something, we split into groups and start searching, some people start digging. Someone says something about al quaida and bin laden someone else tells him to shut up which is wierd. As you can imagine both are common topics for conversation. We keep searching and then another disaster happens. I don't know what maybe an avalanche.

The next thing I know I'm standing in my old highschool. I walk into one of the classrooms and recieve a briefing about what went wrong but I can't understand what they're saying I just want to know what happened and where my friends are. As I'm leaving the briefer stops me and says, you know ben is dead don't you? I just nod and walk away. I couldn't remember who Ben was. I keep walking until I see a sgt who's a friend of mine, I tell him "Ben is dead."

He goes very still and says, "There'll be more,this is only the beginning." I nod and crouch down. Then I remember who Ben is, one of my best friends who's new to the unit like me.

I loose it I start crying and sobbing. The Sgt tries to comfort me but all i can say is Benji was 19 he was gonna get married. He was 19. Over and over. Then I woke up.

I don't know, I keep thinking about 9-11 and how those people couldn't wake up. How for me Ben is real and alive and waiting downstairs so we can go to work. But those people aren't.

I wish I hadn't remembered this dream.

[Wraywolf]

Many unfortunate things happen. It is sad, and we can’t do anything about it. Because we are all raised with the belief that good things happen to good people, and bad things happen to bad people, it is always a sickening shock when such horrible events occur. The needless destruction of human life, for such frivolous reasons, can never be fully forgotten. The wounds they leave behind can never fully heal. We can only hold onto the good memories of things we’ve lost. You should never give into despair, if only out of respect.

Yes, This is a rather heavy statement,especially since your friend in the real world is still alive. But it is just a philosophy of mine. You should never give into despair over the loss of love, for it defiles that love which you hold close to you. You should instead reveal in the memories of it. Knowing that those memories, at least, you can never lose.