The Burning

It was night and I was watching a man with dark long hair and facial hair tending a large bonfire. Every now and then he would go inside the house nearby and come out with something and place it into the bonfire.

It was then I began to realize what was happening. That I was observing him in an unemotional disembodied fashion.

I began to recall, as I watched him, that this man had slowly isolated me, when I was still in a body, from everyone we knew, professing his undying love for me. I could sense that I was young through all of this. That forced isolation made it so no one even knew of me at all, let alone would miss me now that I was dead. In this isolation, he got what he wanted. He got me all to himself. His obsession with love for me was so suffocating that he eventually actually did literally suffocated the life out of me. Once he had done that, he knew he needed to hide the evidence of his crime. That is when he, bit by bit, took pieces of my flesh from my body and went outside to burn them. He did this in almost a ritualistic fashion which lasted throughout the evening, starting with my heart and finishing with my head. He was very careful to make sure that all the bones were pulled back out. He then pulverized them and put then in a bag. He then cleaned up the house and put out the fire, being very careful and meticulous to not leave any trace of what he had done behind him.

I recall that a few neighbors did look out the window nearby to wonder what he was doing and sensed they could feel that something wasn't right, but nobody acted upon that.

When he had completed the disposal of my body, he picked up the bag that held all that remained....the pulverized bones. He then walked out into the woods and slowly began to scatter their dust into the wind.

Waist DisPosal

4.19.17

I came home to find my husband helping a Hispanic man remove our garbage disposal in our downstairs kitchen (...as if we had an upstairs and downstairs kitchen? ...or even a two story house?) The man's family was standing aside watching them do this. I remember one of the man's daughter's was in a bright blue dress and had a very strange fish like mouth with super red lipstick on her lips. Not only were they removing the disposal from underneath the sink, they were literally destroying the cabinets around it. They finished taking it out by using a hacksaw to cut the pipes above...completely making the whole sink unusable. I immediately also knew that to fix it, it would now also require complete replacement of most of it.

Freaking out, I was livid with my husband for allowing them to do this to our sink. He explained to me that he was just trying to help them because they didn't have a garbage disposal, whereas we had another one upstairs in the other kitchen. I told him that that was a really shortsighted and stupid thing to do....that if he really felt the need to help them, instead of totally destroying OUR kitchen sink, making it now unusable AND costing us even more to fix...he should have just gone to the store and bought them a new one for them.

I them found myself running from covert operatives that were trying to kill me. I perceived myself to be a man and found myself inside a large warehouse style grocery store. While in the store the covert operatives let everyone in the store know they were looking for me. I had a device on me that could control things remotely. One of things it did was like an EMP sort of thing. I used it to shutdown the lights, cameras and music in the store....and then hid as best as I could. I was thinking of how best to get out of there when I realized that one of the operatives was in the next isle from me. I  knew I needed to be preemptive instead of the other way around and sneaked up behind him. He was a very muscular and stout guy and it took all my ability to pin him down. With my machine, I somehow managed to send out sounds throughout the store of different people's voices...to throw the others off as to where we were. I also used this device to talk to him as I somehow managed to tie his arms down before taking off and finding another hiding spot.

I knew what I did would not hold him long, so I quickly crawled into one of the refrigerators that opened in the back to the warehouse side of the store. As I crawled through into the store room behind, I saw a number of employees crouched and hiding in fright. I shhh'd them and changed myself back to a woman (I guess it had something to do with the device I had making me 'look' like a man?). For some reason, upon seeing me, they immediately trusted me and wanted to help me. I asked them where I could hide. One of the guys said he was the cake maker and that I could hide under the cake cart. This cart had cakes on top, ready to be boxed, with a tablecloth over it that would keep me from being seen. I crawled under it like he said. Just as I did so, one of the covert agents came into the room. I could only see his shadow through a crack in the cloth, but I could tell he was VERY tall and thin. He asked the employees if they had seen anything or anyone come back there. They all said no. As he left, he said the power would be back on soon and they would do a deeper search then. The cake man then came up to the cart I was hiding in. Just then the lights came on. I asked him how I could get out of the building without being seen. He said he could move the cart to the where the boxes for the cakes were, which was right next to the back door. It was a normal procedure, so it shouldn't raise suspicion, if any of them see him do it. He then moved the cart to the back door, just as the covert agents came back in. They proceeded to search the other side of the room as I sneaked out the back side of the cart and exited the back door. When I exited I realized that I was up on the second story and it was a big drop to get down and away. I woke up at this point...