INeverWakeUp's Super Dream Journal

I find myself at my apartment. Thing is, my apartment looks completely different like in most dreams. My dad, brothers, and I are all enjoying some R&R. Suddenly, someone's at the door. My dad answers the door. I nearly shit my pants in excitement. It's Anthony Horowitz! He's the author of my favorite book series! The Alex Rider series. Holy shit! He's here! In my house! I come over and greet him. I tell him how I love the Alex Rider series. Then, I see he's different. He's balding, fat, and he looks drunk. I see he brought his wife and kids too. I wonder what happened to him.

Later that day. He randomly gives my brothers, dad, and I each $100.00. I know something isn't right. World famous authors don't just hand out $100 bills. I take him in a remote room where no one will hear us. I ask what's his deal. I ask what's wrong, and what happened. He said he's screwed. I raise an eyebrow. He tells me that no one's buying his books. He's quickly running low on money and is bled dry of book ideas. Then, I tell him I'll help him write a book. That enlightens his mood. He gets on his knees and begins to pitifully thank me. I say it'll be easy. We just need a story line, plot, characters, etc.

Now I'm at my friend's house. We're just hanging out. The usual. Then, he invites some friend's over for a literal hide and go seek war. We can use weapons or any other resources necessary. This will be easy. I'll just use my ki. The war of hide and go seek begins. I'm hiding in some good cover. I see a gun. I pick it up. Then, two people see me. They come over and open fire. Shit! I get down. I get up every few seconds and fire. I keep missing. Dammit. I'm screwed. Now my friend comes over and mows those two bitches down. I get up and thank him. We head over to a large tower(Forgot to mention this takes place all over the city). We climb the stairs to the top. We're very worn out. Then, two helicopters open fire on us. Holy shit! What kind of game is this shit?! I see there is an RPG. I pick it up and head into the open. I fire the RPG. The rocket successfully blows up the chopper. It begins to fall towards the ground. It hits and incinerates. Take that bitch! Now the other chopper is still on us. Son of a bitch! The stupid RPG only had one rocket. Shit! This wasn't good. Now, a car drives up a ramp into the tower. Shit. It comes over and rams me into a wall. Gosh dammit that hurt! Then, the helicopter shoots my friend. He goes down. Then, I have a false awakening. I awake at my friend's. Thank God, only a dream(still is dumbass). My friend is still sleeping. I go upstairs and see the fight's still on! Oh shit! Not good! One kid comes over with a gun. Screw him! I hold my hand up, then a chuck a ki ball at him. It hits. Hell yeah bitch! What?! The bastard's still alive! I run upstairs and I go into the bathroom. Then, there's a knock at the door. It's Anthony Horowitz. He says he came with my dad to pick me up and take me back home. My little brother comes in and gives me a big hug. Then, he gave me a blue Scouter. He said he didn't want it. I put it on, and we head towards the car and then, I awake.