The transit transgressions

January 24 2013
Nightmare

I only remember a snippet of this dream, before I woke up.

I was on the TTC rt line and heading home.  While I was sitting tapping on my iPod, this guy beside me with pale brownish-yellow-orange hair and dirty blue eyes started talking to his dark-curly-haired, burly friend on my other side.

I was on the Gaia app and he started talking loudly over me.  His voice was average, like any teenage boy's voice. He started laughing and telling his friend that my items were cheap, that "I used to have this game too but my items were worth far more, look at hers, her items are worthless."

Of course I tried ignoring him.  His friend had a deeper voice and he laughed on the other side of me.  They jeered about other things too, like my weight and how I'll never have a boyfriend because I'm so ugly. At that point I snapped at the two of them, "Don't you assholes have something better to do?"

"Nothing better than messing with you, bitch." Snarled the brunette.

They followed me off the train.  I started to cry, feeling threatened and rerouting my anger to sorrow.  The people around me nervously watched but ignored the transgression.

One of the guys pulled me by my hair back from the rt.  I tried to punch him but my hand was soft like jelly and I couldn't form a proper fist.  I felt a spike of fear as they howled with laughter, and the people around me merely got on the train and left me alone with those two boys on the platform to deal with their violence.

I woke up in shock with a pounding heart and aching chest at about five in the morning.  I felt lonely and it was very hard to get back to sleep. It wasn't a great dream to have after my birthday, but oh well.