Oh boy, where to start. Well, a few months ago, I had a dream. Now, nothing especially irregular had happened around that time I had a dream, nor anything causing it to be a weird one. Because of this, I expected to have a good night's sleep like always with no peculiar occurrences or what not.
Boy, was I wrong.
Well, the dream all started where I was in the mall. It was crowded and packed with several people, none looking at me with any interest. The mall had shiny walls and several shops. It almost reminded me of an airport. Nothing bad was happening yet. So, I decided to start walking around. I looked around me, and noticed some people looked slightly familiar to me. I went on and noticed my father. My father said "You ready?" as if I was waiting for him. I said yes and walked with him.
We walked outside of the unknown building, where it was night. It was quite beautiful, as the stars were out, the moon was full and bright, and the air was crisp feeling. Everything was quite peaceful.
Too peaceful.
By this time, I knew that I was in a dream, and, at that thought, knew something bad was going to happen at any moment. I looked up at my tall father and inquired, "Now, before we go on, I already know that is a dream. So please answer realistically and honestly: are you really some monster that's gonna come up and scare the living heck out of me?"
He stated, "Of course not. Sure, you're in a dream, but that doesn't mean it has to be a bad one, right?"
I was hesitant at first, thinking he was probably trying to trick me. But, after a while, I slowly calmed down. Hey, I thought, maybe he's being truthful? Maybe this will all go fine and I'll wake up soon.
I was correct. Well, the first part at least.
We walked down the sidewalk surrounding the building, happily going along, minding out own business. That is, until...
A giant mob of glowing monster ran into us.
I, instinctively, used my magic powers- wait, magic powers!? Anyway, I used them (wherever I got them) to repel them from getting too near us. Now, this was EXTREMELY vivid, as it was almost impossible to tell it being a dream. Anyway, how did I repel them? From holding my hands out at each one and yelling "Die!". This shot a beam of light at each one. So there it went, as I yelled "Die! Die! Die!". Things were going perfectly. I was perfect at this! I was going to become the hero of the dream!
Until...
All the monsters stopped and disappeared. You would of thought I felt triumphant at that, but I wasn't. I could feel a presence, an evil one, one making a chill go down my spine. It felt awful.
Then, all of a sudden, a lightning flash shot through the clearing, brighting up everything. In the distance, I could see a hooded figure, looking like the Grim Reaper. I shot at him yelling "Die!" several times, but he stayed upright, slowly approaching me. I gradually became more and more tired, as horrible thoughts went through my mind. As he finally stopped, only feet away, he said with a low, dark voice that would frighten anyone, "Beware the powers of my Dark Sword of Evil!" He pulled out a long sword, that was blood red, and, immediately, I felt a power I had never felt before. I could just measure the immense power of absolute terror being produced by this horrible machine. I dodged it twice, protecting my father, until his horrifyingly deadly sword hit me dead shot into the throat and-
I woke up.
Yes, after that immeasurable story of proportions beyond my own; I woke up. I was shaken, terrified of what had just happened. It was 7 A.M, the time I was to get up for school. No one was up; everyone had overslept. Now, normally, as I have a deep hatred for getting up everyday for school, I would of just slept and skipped it all. However, because of what I had just imagined, I decided to wake everyone up. I was grateful of how I had a loving family, and I always will forever on.
Well, there you go, folks. This really happened, and it's not simply a story I just randomly came up with. So, what do you think?
Oh boy, where to start. Well, a few months ago, I had a dream. Now, nothing especially irregular had happened around that time I had a dream, nor anything causing it to be a weird one. Because of this, I expected to have a good night's sleep like always with no peculiar occurrences or what not.
Boy, was I wrong.
Well, the dream all started where I was in the mall. It was crowded and packed with several people, none looking at me with any interest. The mall had shiny walls and several shops. It almost reminded me of an airport. Nothing bad was happening yet. So, I decided to start walking around. I looked around me, and noticed some people looked slightly familiar to me. I went on and noticed my father. My father said "You ready?" as if I was waiting for him. I said yes and walked with him.
We walked outside of the unknown building, where it was night. It was quite beautiful, as the stars were out, the moon was full and bright, and the air was crisp feeling. Everything was quite peaceful.
Too peaceful.
By this time, I knew that I was in a dream, and, at that thought, knew something bad was going to happen at any moment. I looked up at my tall father and inquired, "Now, before we go on, I already know that is a dream. So please answer realistically and honestly: are you really some monster that's gonna come up and scare the living heck out of me?"
He stated, "Of course not. Sure, you're in a dream, but that doesn't mean it has to be a bad one, right?"
I was hesitant at first, thinking he was probably trying to trick me. But, after a while, I slowly calmed down. Hey, I thought, maybe he's being truthful? Maybe this will all go fine and I'll wake up soon.
I was correct. Well, the first part at least.
We walked down the sidewalk surrounding the building, happily going along, minding out own business. That is, until...
A giant mob of glowing monster ran into us.
I, instinctively, used my magic powers- wait, magic powers!? Anyway, I used them (wherever I got them) to repel them from getting too near us. Now, this was EXTREMELY vivid, as it was almost impossible to tell it being a dream. Anyway, how did I repel them? From holding my hands out at each one and yelling "Die!". This shot a beam of light at each one. So there it went, as I yelled "Die! Die! Die!". Things were going perfectly. I was perfect at this! I was going to become the hero of the dream!
Until...
All the monsters stopped and disappeared. You would of thought I felt triumphant at that, but I wasn't. I could feel a presence, an evil one, one making a chill go down my spine. It felt awful.
Then, all of a sudden, a lightning flash shot through the clearing, brighting up everything. In the distance, I could see a hooded figure, looking like the Grim Reaper. I shot at him yelling "Die!" several times, but he stayed upright, slowly approaching me. I gradually became more and more tired, as horrible thoughts went through my mind. As he finally stopped, only feet away, he said with a low, dark voice that would frighten anyone, "Beware the powers of my Dark Sword of Evil!" He pulled out a long sword, that was blood red, and, immediately, I felt a power I had never felt before. I could just measure the immense power of absolute terror being produced by this horrible machine. I dodged it twice, protecting my father, until his horrifyingly deadly sword hit me dead shot into the throat and-
I woke up.
Yes, after that immeasurable story of proportions beyond my own; I woke up. I was shaken, terrified of what had just happened. It was 7 A.M, the time I was to get up for school. No one was up; everyone had overslept. Now, normally, as I have a deep hatred for getting up everyday for school, I would of just slept and skipped it all. However, because of what I had just imagined, I decided to wake everyone up. I was grateful of how I had a loving family, and I always will forever on.
Well, there you go, folks. This really happened, and it's not simply a story I just randomly came up with. So, what do you think?
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