I kept getting touched by this little kid, and my way of releasing stress is laughter, people didnt take me seriously, its a genetic thing, my mom does the same.
This is OT but i had to add to this because it reminded me of a real life nightmarish situation. I was dressed as an elf for this Church function during Christmas and this 9 year old boy, who also happened to have downs syndrom, kept slapping my arse and hitting on me. IT WAS SOOOO FREAK"N GROSS! And bizarre. And reversed Pediphilishh-ic. And nobody knew where his parents were, so he kept doing it, so I flipped out on him.....and as I'm yelling at him- he licks my hand. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!! I still dry heave thinking about it. And that may sound mean, but this kid knew what he was doing. He may have had a mild case of Downs, but he was maniacle! Ah.. Ew.. My boss, who isn't Santa (sad clown), kept laughing at me. She still makes fun of me every time I see her in my Elf costume....that sounds weird...I have an Elf costume...I know. Unfortunately, I still have to have random day jobs and that's one of them. And the money is really really really good. Like who'd a thought four hours of Elf work could pay half of my bills. Not me!
ANYWAY- I can understand how a little kid coming after you in a dream could be frightening. I've not only had it, but lived it! But now---if you ever have the dream again- you're gonna be wearing an Elf costume...all thanks to me He ha he ha hehe *evil laughter*
