My most comfortable dream :
With my friends of college, our class we were all (fifteen) together sitting so
(I don't know how you say it in english) in round on grass, the ground was only green grass, like a desert, with nothing around, only the blue sky, no bird, no sun, no cloud, no lake, no path, only us.
We were sitting, all smiling, like in meditation (not the yoga position9). There was no sound. We communicate, we didn't know what we communicate, but we communicate. There was no move. Was time stopped or unexisting ? we keep sitting so an eternity, until the "wake up !".
My worst dream : (after and horror film, I don't remember the title, but I like the horror films
I was in an amazing building, a dark building, with I-don't-know how many floors. the were no much light, nearly darkness, but I could see all clearly.
I think I was on the ground floor, walking to the lift. Arriving to the lift, I saw a girl (unknown, about the same age like me), sitting in the lift, withdrawn into herself. I asked her :"Que se passe-t-il ? veux-tu de l'aide ?" ("What's the matter ? do you want some help ?"). "Reste juste avec moi, il y a ... " ("Just stay with me, there is ..." ). She could not end her saying, one boy came in the lift and began fighting her. "Hey stop !" I said, and he looked into my eyes so deeply. I look into her eyes as deeply, and I could see one spider in each of his eyes, two moving spiders, he let his mooth closed. Just after looking at me deeply, the lift began growing up very quickly. He had stopped fighting her. He seemed waiting (waiting for what ?). She seemed waiting, too. And I wondered what happened (this girl, this boy, the quick lift).
The lift stopped, its door opened, and the boy run away in a long and dark corridor. I wanted to go out of the lift, but the girl took me by the feet. "Reste avec moi. Reste dans l'ascenseur." ("Stay with me. Stay in the lift.") she said so quietly, so calm, but so asking, so begging. "Pourquoi ?" ("Why ?"). She did not answer. When some spiders came... ! (as big as my hands) The door of the lift closed, but some spiders could get into the lift ! They began biting us from feet to head.
They took my eyes. I could not see anymore. Then the silence came ! and I opened my eyes (
). I was out of the lift, but no so away. I could see in the lift, the boy raping the girl, but I could not get into the lift. There was like a window (or a transparent door). And sometimes he looked at me again with his spiders in eyes. He opened his mooth and out of this (mouth) spiders came on me again (they could get throught the window ! or were there no window ?). I wake up.