Thursday, July 21, 2016

Bizarre and odd---and not a dream My Doppelganger.

When I was younger, I lived in Tempe Arizona. I had a townhouse and a Mustang Cobra with T-tops.
I worked at a produce warehouse as an accountant.

One day one of the drivers came up to my office and said--Vivian, the weirdest thing happened!
He told me that he was doing a delivery at the Tempe store and he saw me looking at the produce.
He came up to me and asked me why I wasn't at work.  The lady said he was mistaken, and he thought she was kidding-then he realized it wasn't me.

A few days later I was at the Mesa mall shopping for perfume.  An elderly lady came up and called me Victoria or Veronica or some other V name.  I said excuse me?  And she looked totally shocked.
She said I looked just like her grand-daughter.   She was very embarrassed.

A few days later, I met my Mom and Jim at Dennys for breakfast in Tempe.  They said the weirdest thing happened.  They saw me driving my Mustang down the freeway.  They caught up with me and beeped--I just looked at them and kept on driving.  Jim realized the car didn't have T-tops, but was a convertable.  They realized she was not me.

A few days later, I went to my townhouse association for new keys to the pool.  I knew the lady there and she told me there was someone in the duplex part of the community who looked just like me, sounded like me, even drove the same car as I did.  She told me her first name, and it was a V name.
I am not sure if it was Victoria or Veronica.

Again, a few days later and I am in Mesa browsing in Toys R Us.  A man came up and said Where have you been?  Everyone's worried.  I told him I didn't know what he meant.  He told me to stop fooling around.  I had to show ID to prove I wasn't her.

The next week I eloped to Las Vegas, got married, and later sold the townhouse.

Later I told the story to my friend Monica, and she said it was my doppelganger and if we met, the world would explode.  As good a reason as any!

Tuesday, July 19, 2016

Dreams you never forget

There are dreams that are impossible to forget.  One such dream I had at about 5 yrs old.
I think it was the only black and white dream I've ever had!  I was walking down a sidewalk
in a small town.  It was deserted.   I could see people running in the distance.  I turned around
and there was the Blob.  It stopped in front of me, and I climbed on it's back.  I rode the Blob as
it ate everything in it's way.

The Blob is an old horror movie from the 1950s--shot in black and white if I remember correctly.
When I was a child, it was often showed as the midnight movie.  I would wake up and go join my
Mom and brother Eddy.  We would watch the Saturday midnight horror movie.

Does anyone remember drive in theatres?  My family went twice a month.  Mom would
pop popcorn and make divinity and fudge---yum!

Saturday, July 9, 2016

Murdered to the tune of some really annoying music

I was walking along a path, there were  twisted trees, the moon was full.  I was wearing a halter top, hip hugging jeans, and soft moccasins.  Then very loud music started up, banging drum beat with acoustic guitar twanging.

I look around, and see behind me someone.  They were shadowed, I couldn't see anything about them.  I felt afraid and started to run.  I stopped at a turn in the path and stepped into the shadows of the trees.  The music still blared and I could hear nothing but it.  Nobody came down the path.

I stood there, wondering what to do when an arm came around my body and a man whispered in my
ear--don't worry, Vivian.  I am going to kill you.

I started running, the man running with me his arm around me.  He suddenly pulled me up short, and I felt a burning pain in my side.  He pushed the knife in further, the pain was intolerable.

The music ended with people cheering as I dropped to my knees, the man dropping with me.  I was dying, the man was laughing, and people were cheering.

When I woke, I could still feel the pain in my side and my heart was pounding.  I was crying.