kunfu11

I woke up and remembered..1 dream..maybe it was two. Anyway you'll see.

Warning. Dream journal contains depictions of war and violence. If any of that bothers you do not read this entry.


I was in my room (it was insanely dark and didn't look like my room) talking to my brother,but then he started scratching,a lot. He had somehow gotten a really bad rash,and he couldn't stop scratching. It was really annoying and making it hard to do anything,so I told him to get out of my room. Then he went to his room,still scratching. I ran in there (to his room) grabbed him by the neck and pinned him against his bed and said something like "Tell me where you go the rash or I swear I'll" (I don't remember exactly what the threat was). Then a few moments later I was in a war zone. It was sorta like the battlefield games. I would sneak around and look for people to kill,unfortunately I only had a pistol. So I would kill a few people as I was sneaking around,and then at times I would end up stalking one person to get a shot. Eventually I got to this blown up building and knew there was a person in there,so I threw a grenade in,and killed him. Then another guy came and I ran around the side of the building so he couldn't see me. And I waited to get a shot on him. He got in a jeep but it wouldn't start,so I had time to reload and shoot him in the head. Then I looked up,and a teammate of mine has 2 guys on an airstrip with their hands up. So I run up to get the second guy,then he turns and aims at me,I try to push his gun away (I was almost to him) he shot me. As I fell to my knees everything went dark,and I could hear my mom waking me up for school.

THE END.