What gives you nightmares? – Kassie
The only time I wake with nightmares these days is if I’ve played Diablo 3 late into the morning hours or eaten weird food after midnight. Other than the recurring dream of failing to finish my University projects before graduation (still – after nine years), and just plain old Weird Dreams that we all have (you know, you fight with your significant other in your dream and then wake up ready to argue), I just haven’t suffered with true nightmares.
However, there is one thing that creeps me out above all things and if I dream about it – then I will find myself at my dining room table at 3am watching cat videos until I get.it.out.of.my.mind.
When I first met Daniel, he had a puppet named Bill (he still has him – he’s in our office lying in the floor where Drew last flopped him). I was terrified of Bill and I CRIED when Daniel made him bounce towards me with glee. I was twenty-three years old. Sobbing. GET IT AWAY FROM ME.
After six years, I’ve grown used to Bill. He no longer scares me and it’s rather entertaining to watch Drew, Daniel, and Bill interact. Naturally, I thought my fear of puppets was gone.
But on a recent trip to Baltimore, the three of us traipsed downstairs in Grandmommy and Granddaddy’s house and peered into The Wonderful Closet of Toys from Times Past. And we found Lester.
My heart stopped. Daniel was doubled over laughing and Drew was wide-eyed and I was the woman flailing up the basement stairs shouting, “NO I DO NOT WANT TO HEAR THE LESTER STORY GET IT AWAY FROM ME AUGGGHHH!”
Lester is my nightmare.
P.S. This is a stock photo of Lester. I did not stick around long enough to photograph him.
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