Last night I dreamed I was in an alternate reality of some sort, and the only way I could tell was because my sister wasn't married nor pregnant, and was dating someone else and not her husband.
"Who is that? Where is (Husband)?"
"We don't talk about him, this is your sister's boyfriend"
This made me stop, then laugh "Oh, this isn't Real then. This is a dream, guys. I'm just lucid dreaming. In Real life, sister is married to (husband) and is heavily pregnant"
I left. But I felt like The Boyfriend was angry, and that he might come for me.
I went to my house and went to feed my cats (another hint that made me realize it was indeed a dream), when I turned around and saw him shadow from the entrance door and through the hallway, disappearing behind a wall.
Backpedalling back in to the kitchen, I gasped, knowing it was him and that he was in the house. I turned around and bumped in to him, even tho by all accounts he shouldn't be there.
He said he didn't care about my sister, really, and he'd prefer my attention instead, taking my hand and bringing it to his face, but instead of kissing it, he opted to lick it. I pushed him away, angry, not even in my dreams would I do that to my sister.
He grew angrier, and at some point I kicked him.
Then, the part I can't stop thinking about happened
"I want to be Real. I'm tired of being here, where nothing is constant!" He hissed "Make. Me. Real. If you won't, I'll find a way to get out of here."
I drew him real quick so I don’t forget, because images and faces from dreams can sometimes start blurring out the more I’m awake.
