setting: lake side house. the lake is HUGE. you can barely see anything on the other side.

We are having a party. the closest thing i can relate it to is some sort of family gathering or grad party. (the main character i am seeing through is what i can guess is the main female from the mentalist. great show btw. she had long dark hair and brown eyes)

i had my son with me who was maybe 3 or 4. he spent his time mostly knocked out lying on someones lap. the are a LOT of people. milling about having fun. while my son is with the rest of the family, i went looking about just to see if there was anything i needed to keep my eye on and make sure no one could get hurt by anything.

i stumble across a small wooden boat. nothing suspicious about it really. But when i got a closer look it had 3 individual old and beat up sandals meant for a child and a pair of worn oars. (dont ask about the sandals idk either)

i instantly knew that this meant danger for my son. those were his shoes in there from a while back and there was only one person who would have them. his father. (i dont know why he was a danger that was never revealed to me but i knew i had to take care of the father or we would never be safe)

the father was no where to be seen. i expected that.

i ran over to the boat. taking the sandals. i knew he wouldnt leave with out them. (again idk why) i took one last sweep around the surrounding area and take off running back to where the family was. i head back to where my son was last seen. he wasnt there. i didnt panic. i walked around asking if they had seen my son. everyone said no.

i was getting pissed. i knew he had my son and i was PISSED. but i knew i would get him back. before the day was through. the key were these blasted sandals. (again IDK why) i had three sandals. three chances to get him, because i knew he would come for them.

the first one. i walked over to the head of the house hold. "hey can you old on to one of these for me? the instant is goes missing can you tell me?" she agrees with out complaint.

the second one. i make my way to the most populated area. teenagers. they were hanging around an area where there was a natural pool of water. about knee deep. they were talking, and even though i kept on trying to get their attention i could only get a few at a time. as pissed off as i was, this was this was irritating me even more. i was finally able to yell loud enough to get all of their attention. instructing them.

"this sandal right here, is going to float in this pool. none of you remove it. keep an eye on it. if it goes missing tell me" they nod their heads some suspicious others not interested at all.

as for the third i kept it in my possession. if the others went missing i could only rely on this last sandal to get him.

i make quick rounds on edge waiting for some sign of the father. after a while i notice some commotion happening with the teenagers. i walk quickly over to them passing by the head of the house. she grabs my arm and with a bewildered look she says "the sandal is gone. i...i dont know how ...but...."

i tense up. i run over to the teenagers. i barely notice the water is no longer knee high. it has lowered to nothing. leaving leaves and debris. i see some of the teenagers looking through the debris and then they say the sandal is gone as well.

i look around searching for the one thing that could be different. the one thing that shows that the father is near.

i notice the same boat. now under a water tree almost completely hidden. i run over there. just as im reaching the boat, it is highlighted by a bright light[*].

i know this means he is there. on the boat. i still see no one though. i knew i wouldnt see him. but at that moment i knew two things.

1) he could, and would leave with my son with only 2 out of 3 of the sandals.

and 2) he couldnt exactly row a boat with only one oar.

i am close enough to the occupied boat to grab one of oars. i do so. and automatically fall back into the water, swimming downwards.

(the pov changes for just a moment) the husband looks over. he is outraged. all that is going through his head is " i should have killed that broad in the first place." he looks over at his sleeping son with what can only be called compassion.

he lifts the single sail and does his best to go farther out on the massive lake.

(pov changes back to mother) i swim down enough to reach the bottom. or what i perceived as the bottom. i bump into a very tall shaft. confused i take a good look around me. and to my astonishment its a sunken ship. (think of something out of Pirates)

i spin around and grab onto the ship's mast. pulling it and lifting it up and it rises slowly but surely out of the waters depth and rises. resting upon the waters waiting to take chase. (i am boiling that down to the powers of an woman who has had her son stolen >_> )

(and now the clouds magically appear and its a huge storm with the wind churning the waters and such)

with the waters kicked up crashing into both of our ships. mine is holding up seeing as that mine was meant for rough waters. his was not. and it was a battle against nature. neither of us had any type of weapon to actually harm each other. and if we did we wouldnt dare use them in the chance our son could get hurt in the process.

(pov changes again to the husband) he is wet. the rain and the wind has taken a toll on him. his face was contorted with loathing. all you can see are his dark eyes filled with hate directed towards me and his long, matted black hair was slick with rain. (it was quiet the view actually. really dramatic)

(pov back to the mother) i had just as much if not more rage towards the man who dared to take my child away from me. our ships near each other as the climax of this battle began.

(pov changes to that of omniscient) lightning strikes. the rain has become so fierce that it stings when striking bare skin. the waters are crashing against both boats. causing the smaller one to almost capsize. lightning flashes again. loud thunder crashes. and as the sounds of the thunder fades away, all elements that played apart in the storm quieted and reverted back to their peaceful ways.

the larger of the two ships is seen damaged but still afloat. (the camera moves in on the ship and sweeps across the boats surface where the captain should have been.) no one was there.

(the camera pans over to a far off boat) this one was smaller. the boat was far beyond damage. it could barely hold its two passengers. an upright figure was moving in time with both oars making its way back to shore.

when the boat reached 20-25 feet from the shore it finally gave out. leaving its passengers to wade through the waters waist deep.

the figures were almost of equal height. the shorter of the two had long, dark and matted hair. it held the other figure by the collar and belt loop. reaching the sandy beach, the shorter figure dropped the heavy load and stood there distraught.

her once brown eyes were darkened now. filled with what no words could describe. she was feeling so many things in this one moment that her body didnt know which one to choose.

pain, grief, or all out rage at the lose of her son? fury, hatred, or resentment towards the man who took him away from her?

she fell to her knees. out of exhaustion or out of the feelings that were running rampant. she didnt know.

she looked towards the man who gave and took away her son. he was still alive, but bleeding from his head.

she looked towards the waters, now calm. after all she had done she still lost him. her beautiful boy was lost to the waters. she could only hope that he slept through it all.

a hysterical laughter escaped from her lips. anyone would have said that was an impossible hope.

but he truly slept through worse.

(magically) when she looked back to the lake side house she sees a large tv screen. nothing but static. she panics. changing channels not finding the right "# point something" to go back to where her home was.
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and that's where it fades out and into reality. ..........I WAS PISSED!!!!!!!!!!!! i mean COME ON! What type of ending was that!? .......sigh. i blame you digital tv. T_T sometimes i REALLY hate my brain......

I was really ...disappointed with this dream. i mean. the camera angles were great as well as with the story. but the way it switched to that blasted tv really upset me. i wanted to see what was going to happen to the man and woman but NOOOOOOOOOOOOO........sigh.


and if you really read all of that, i must say thank you ...and that you may be a little bored >_>.

anyway as for the [*]= i cant really explain all that well but the rest of the background is in darkness except for the boat and it sort of glows?? idk how else to say it. oh well.

.....and that was my dream....

i like writing them down. except i dont like pencil and paper. so if it matters to any of you i will be posting them here in journals labeled as SD# .....well they may not always be strange but eh who cares.

again thanks if you read all that. now its time for a nice little tid bit. i started writing this at 9 am >_> it is now 12:21.....snapple apple that took a LONG time....

....k....see ya.

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um yeah about how the husband got the sandals that was one thing that was revealed.

he has this type of invisibility thing going on. and can do things like take stuff with out anyone noticing. i think its cause what he touches can turn invisible. and i think he can chose what is invisible and what is not >_> ...idk. but that is it.