I'm returning home from a friends house, Kim's. From the tint all around it was before dark, and I was home alone. I was tired and I somehow drifted to the couch and fell asleep. Almost a moment later I woke up, it was very dark now, pitch black. I slowly got up and made my way to the entrance of the hallway. It seemed a lot longer than before, and through the elongated hallway I saw that the bathroom light was on. It was the only light on in the house.

I walked down the hallway and I walked into the bathroom. As I was walking in I noticed that the bathtub was full of blue water (normally bath water is 'clear' depending on the colour of the bathtub, but the water was ocean blue or sea blue). I then noticed in the bathtub was Kim's cat, Hercules. The cat was chasing, although walking, something in the water. The thing was transparent, but I could still see it (the splash and vague outline it made). The cat, he wasn't swimming in the water, he was walking in it as if the water wasn't even there. At one point the cat jumped out of the tub, the cat wasn't wet and at present was looking at me. We were eye level, almost as if I was low to the ground. We stared at each other for a moment, but then something startled the cat and he ran out the bathroom.

Then my mother appeared. I was relieved to see her, but she seemed to be 'elsewhere' (as if in deep thought or troubled). When she noticed me she began to act strange. She started babbling, repeating that she had seen something awful and disturbing. She kept saying it was a bad thing. I told her to tell me what was wrong and asked her what did she see. At first she ignored me, but then she told me what had happened, and I somehow drifted into her flashback. I was looking down at a table where my mother, her friend Stephanie, and Stephanie's daughter sat. I could barely hear their conversation, it was muffled. It wasnt until I noticed Britany was holding a bible that I could hear them. She handed the book to her mother and told her to look. They all then flipped through the book and they became silent and looked at each other. Everytime they flipped another page their expressions became more pale and disgusted. They became alarmed and began talking hysterically. At this point I was back in the bathroom with my mother. She tells me that they saw something horrible in the bible. She described it as if someone had handwritten something in the book and it was so horrible she could not repeat it to me. She then told me to go to my rooma nd get the Bible that was there and see for myself. I went into my room, across from the bathroom and I found the book on a table. I picked it up and started to flip through the pages like they did in the 'flashback.' I searched for this writing, the whole time I was looking I could hear my mom somewhere in the background of all of this.. but she wasnt in the room or even in the dream, just her voice. I began to get aggravated that I couldn't find what was in the book and I began to shout over my shoulder, what was written? what page? I even asked what colour ink was it written in. She said something, but I only found other things written.. regular book mark and captions about what a scripture would mean, yet I could not find what was written that my mother had seen.

It was if it was not for me to see..

Synopsis-
When I had this dream, about two years ago ('98 or '99),
it shook me so bad that I even became depressed and confused
to the point that I was having a nervous breakdown.
I asked several people what did it mean? I was desperate.
What had me so upset was the fact that I couldn't see what they saw.
All my life I had never been religious, in fact I questioned everything as a child, and
after this dream and several conculsions, I think I figured out
what it meant to me:
Christianity and God wasn't for me.