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Well, this was an interesting dream.
I was complaining to this woman and her son about how "it" wasn't much of a challenge.
"What's not much a challenge,"the woman inquired.
"This! All this! This...dream...All these dreams are so dull and boring! The last time I told anyone in the Dream World it was a dream, they laughed and made it seem like I was the idiot for not knowing from the very start!"
We heard a gasp and her son looked worried.
"I...I'm not real,"he asked, tears coming to eyes.
"Ah, jeez...,"I muttered guiltily.
His mother glared at me and said,"Thanks. Thanks for shattering the kid's hopes and dreams."
I explained things over to him and he seemed to start thinking that it was a good idea. After all, as long I'm not shot or something, the kid's hopes and dreams are intact.
"But, you know,"I said afterward,"there has to be one person that it would actually infuriate if they found out I was dreaming."
The woman pointed towards me and said,"Uh, like that?"
All of a sudden, I felt someone attack me from behind and bite my arm--hard.
"What the ----?!"
Surprised, I turned and saw my mother, an angry look in her eyes. I wanted to laugh.
"This is what I'm talking about! Even in my dreams, you're a pain to deal with!"
More snarling.
"Haha! Please. If you think attacking me means I'm going to consider this dream a nightmare, you have another thing coming."
More biting.
"Okay, now you're pissing me off."
I picked her up and body slammed her down onto the ground. I bent down low and murmured," You ain't got nothing on the real thing."
Then, I "woke up".
I looked around and sighed in relief. It was just a stupid dream. I glanced at my arm and saw a huge bite mark. Infuriated, I stormed out my room to complaint about it. Then, I woke up for real.