Friday, December 10, 2010

I had the scariest dream last night. When it began, I was at a playground,and a lady asked me to carry her baby. The baby was too heavy, but I ended up carrying her anyway. Later I somehow found myself at the mother's house and needed to use the phone to call my parents to get home, but I couldn't the phone to work. I went to their neighbor's house and the neighbors were all people I know in real life, only they were creepy in my dream. So I went back to the house with the baby. In the house was a family of all ladies, and even the babies were girls.

When I went back to the first house, the ladies are all in a van looking for a pair of gloves. It was very cold and dark in my dream. It felt like it does on most Halloween nights. The ladies told me to help look, and they say I can use the phone if I do. At one point, I saw my mother's car drive by, so I chased it and tried to flag it down. She didn't stop driving, though, so I had to go back to the van.

Later I looked up to see a different van stopping in the street. A soldier who is dressed like a sheriff got out, and he was wearing a very strange crown that was made of gold. There were random people walking on the street even though it was at night, and the soldier walked up to them and asked them a question. He was speaking in a different language so the people didn't understand him. So, he shot the people.

The next parts were all very vivid.

Next the soldier noticed us at the van. At first I just watched and didn't know what to do, and then I heard a gunshot. One lady yelled, "Oh god, there's a bunch of them!" and we all ducked. They all came after us. I remember the one with the golden hat standing over me and pointing his gun towards me, and all I thought about was how I was going to die. It was very strange to me that I didn't think about God or my parents or anything. I just thought about how I was going to die right then, and I covered my face with my hands.

I remember hearing gun shots and feeling bullets flying past me, but for some reason he didn't kill me. After he left a bunch of soldiers came up and stared at me.
I pretended to be dead, but I did a horrible job, but they still didn't notice I was alive, so they left.

That was where I was right before I woke up. I was on gravel with part of me under a van, thinking about how much better everything would be if I could have caught my mother when she drove by.

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