One of the earliest

One of the earliest dreams I can remember had to do with praying mantises. It was when I was living with my grandparents and spent a great deal of time with them and at their house (of course). I can’t remember too much of what happened, but I think it was just another casual day at my grandparent’s house, then all of a sudden, I couldn’t find anyone around the house. So I went looking around in the living room, the back room, the kitchen, and dining room. No one.

I finally get to the hallway, the place that had long shag carpet with a strange red color to it. There’s a slight step up to get into the hallway, but before I did, I took note of the strange eeriness it had to it. Even thought the light in the middle of the hallway was on, it was unusually dark and casting shadows. I slowly walked down the hallway. All the doors were closed. The bath room, the middle room, the room across from my grandparent’s room, I don’t quite remember if the door to my grandparent’s room was closed or not, but something drew me to it. I cracked it open to peek inside, and inside some of my family members; my mom, older brother, and younger brother (only ones I had at the time) were in there. The worst part for me is that they started to unzip their skin to reveal their green almost scaly bodies underneath. They unfolded their real selves from their disguising skin, to reveal themselves as praying mantis!!

ooooOOOooo Baaahhh!

Haha jk But it was really scary for me when I was little. The greatest part is that they were wearing human clothes on their praying mantis bodies. I suppose it was appropriate given the already weird circumstances. Haha one of my brothers was even wearing a hat and a white and red stripped shit from what I remember.