I never remember my dreams even though I have them every night. They usually have something to do with flowers, a river, the beach, the rain forest, etc. ALWAYS peaceful dreams. But last night I had a nightmare. And I remember it so vividly, I keep thinking it was real. Does anyone know what it means?: (This is going to be longgg.)
Okay so, I was in the army. I was not a fighter, I carried a pistol but that was it. I also carried some bombs. Like I would throw them at somebody and they would go off. I think they’re called grenades? Anyway, whenever we had a battle my mission was to take their flag. I don’t know why, but in my dream it was the most valuable thing to them and it was worth risking your life over. And the whole army was like a close family. Everyone knew each other and we all loved each other. There were only like 700 of us, we were a small army. And we all lived in this apartment complex. It belonged to the army. It was where we all slept and ate and etc. So one time while my army was in a battle with another small evil army I completed my mission and stole their flag and they retreated when they couldn’t find it. The flags were kept in the General’s apartment, in a hidden closet. I kew the General, he was very kind but I had also seen him slaughter many enemies mercilessly. He would risk his life to save any of us.
Anyways I was in my apartment one night watching TV wrapped up in a blanket and all of a sudden my door opened. I was alone and I wasn’t surprised really, because we visited each other all the time. But a man walked in and I froze because I didn’t recognize him. He said “Hmm, you should keep your door locked. There’s a lot of crazy people out there you know.”
And I said “Yeah, sorry… I’ll lock it…”
And then he closed the door behind him and pulled out a pocket knife, you kno with all the diffrent blades and stuff. I asked him what he was doing and continued without saying anything, pulling out a sharp blade from the knife. Then he said “Well I just may have to slit your throat.” Then I started trembling.. I knew he was from a battle we had won just a few weeks ago. He was their leader. Why? I asked him. “Because you stole our flag.”
Then I knew I was dead… I tried to be brave, to embrace death rather than fear it, because that was what the General taught us to do, to die with honor. But then I realized I wasn’t dieing with honor, I was being murdered. And what if he killed any of my other soldier friends? I started thinking like a soldier and was looking for a way out.. there was a door to the outside in front of me(where he had walked through) and a door behind me. I wondered if I could throw my blanket off and jump over the couch and open the door before he could catch me. But then I knew who I was dealing with.. an evil General. He surely had some of his men guarding both doors. But then maybe not because he was trying to be sneaky and kill me without anyone noticing. I planned on running to the General’s aparment because I knew he stayed up late at his desk filling out paperwork. And he ALWAYS had his gun near his hand. (I didn’t have any weapons in my apartment, and like I said, I was not a fighter) But I knew I wouldn’t be quick enough to outrun this man… so I just said “I didn’t steal your flag, but I know where they are kept. If I got it back for you, would you spare my life?”
He thought for a minute and then agreed. He handcuffed me and then I told him to lead me to apartment number 427. Building 4. He asked if anyone lived there and I said no, it was just a storage unit. He un-cuffed me and told me to hurry or he would kill me. I ran inside and the General grabbed his gun and pointed at me thinking I was someone else. I held my finger to my lips signaling for him to be quiet. I then wrote down on a piece of paper “Evil General outside, trying to kill me, waiting for me to get flag and go back out, shoot him!”
And the General went outside and killed him, and then I woke up.
Sorry it was so long -_-