Funky dream


A family of six is trying to get away. How did this all start? I just remember telling my story to the cops and slowly, as I recalled the event it all happened again. But this time it was different. It wasn't a close call. We didn't get away. We failed and became their slaves. Who am I, you ask? I'm a horse. But I wasn't always a horse. I remember... I remember being a girl. The person on my back? She's my master. I would've thrown off and kicked bloody anyone else who tried to get on my back, but oh, those evil slave sellers were clever. They sold me to this one. Of all people, to the most precious person. I cannot throw her off my back. On the contrary, I must protect her with the very breath of my life. Why? Why? I just know that it is so. Wait, where was I? Oh yes. The cops. They found us lost in the woods after we got away from those bad people. A woman and two men. The woman is the leader. She's the smart one. The first time we were able to get away because the evil earrings were not potent enough to squelch our minds. Earrings. I thought it was silly too. At first. But as they grabbed the little one and forced us to put the earrings on, I could feel my mind clouding up. Kind of like putting on a muffler. My own thoughts started to get muffled and I simply stopped thinking but for the most basic of intuitions. The rain made us cold so we went back into the cabin where this all started. We were a simple family having simple weekend fun. Strangers walking in with guns made us wary, but they said they were hunters. We just didn't know they were people hunters... As soon as they succeeded putting the earrings on us people appeared. Where they came from, I'll never know. I just know that they bought us for high prices because we were valuable. Horses made from people. The children saved the family. We refused to be tamed as animals and kicked off anyone getting near us. I'm amazed we were able to get away before getting killed. When we left the cabin we met a couple of police officers, almost as if they were there waiting for us. I was the wildest rebel of the horses, so I was the first one to turn back to human form. I spoke with the officers, showing them the evil earrings and telling them our story. They kept pushing for details so I was forced to recall vividly all that had transpired. But as I did so, my mind fogged up, and once again we were all in the cabin. Out of desperation I volunteered to go first. I could not watch the rest of my family be turned into animals again. But the master they chose for me. Why her? I know she's nothing to me, yet the feeling, it's almost as if she were family. Whatever logic I have left in my mind tells me she's nothing to me, only another slave driver. But she's still so precious. I feel happy to be with her and... angry that such a precious person would buy a horse that was once a girl, just like her. If this preciousness has been induced by the earrings (which have been taken off now that I'm permanently a horse) I shall surely be free. I must find out. They don't know that through the muffled sounds of my own thoughts I am still intelligent. Yet I am obsessing over a stranger who bought me with money. Those earrings must have had greater of an effect than I imagined. Oh, I must go. My master is urging me to run faster. Apparently we're hunting some runaway horses. How odd. That one has earrings just like I used to have. How odd, indeed.


PS: really funky dream, eh? The funkiest part is that in the dream, I really couldn't think straight, and I kept thinking to myself "I am an intelligent person". But I was only a dumb horse. Sad, really.

PS2: By the way, had a wonderful birthday this weekend. x) Thanks, y'all~