<<<<----- November Webb, originally from Soul Distortion, now in Devil on the Windowsill.
As I think back to last night, The Harptones: “Life is but a Dream” comes to mind. Though it is a nice song, when placed properly into a horror movie, it can be downright scary.
Last night I was plagued with a nightmares, one after another. In my dream I was December Webb, and my sister: November Webb was out to kill me. The nightmare began with me waking up from a dream. As a teenager I ran to my mother's room and climbed into bed with her after telling her that I had just had the most horrific dream. After calming me down I fell back into sleep, but I couldn't shake the sensation of being watched. After tossing and turning, I woke up to find my sister, November Webb standing at the end of the bed.
She was covered in blood and reaching out to me while calling out: “Sister…Sister…”
I couldn’t speak, I couldn’t move, and in the dream I yelled out. It was at that moment that my mom shook me awake and told me it was just a dream. After blinking my eyes several times and looking at the edge of the bed, I realized I would not be able to go back to sleep. I kissed my mother goodnight and decided to go get some water and maybe turn on the television until I could drift back into dreamworld.
I got up, walked down a very long hallway, stepped into the kitchen, and grabbed water.
I hear, “Sister…Sister…” in a haunting tone.
I turn around, November is standing there. She smiles as me, then, like a creature from beyond, she moves quickly, grabs me, spins me around, and slits my throat, blood begins dribbling down the front of me....and once again: I wake up, this time gasping for air and back in the real world. I am Elicia, and I am in my own bedroom, my heart racing, and my mind saying, oh thank goodness, it was only a dream…nothing but a dream...la..la...la..la....Life is but dream. ;)
I tell Steve about the dream and he asked, “What did you do to that character?”
I said, “Nothing, as a matter-of-fact, I think I wrote November as a misunderstood person of vengeance.”
But now…that must change. I see her in a new light…so back to the novel: Devil on the Windowsill, and a major rewrite will be done of November. That wicked, wicked girl.
As always, I hope everyone has a marvelous day!! XOXOX Elicia Clegg
P.S. if I get a chance, I'll do a quick Youtube video on what I think the dream means.
This picture means a little more now vvvvvvv
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