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[faithin_felix]

I'm pretty sure we all dream and if you say you don't, you just forgot your dream.
Well i just enjoying reading other people's dream, so write your dreams down!
Plus, i've once read that keeping a dream journal helps you remember your dreams and dream more.

Well, my funniest dream in my life was actually a nightmare. Happened when i was like 9.

There was this machine hanging with ropes shaped in a loop and it'd go around like a conveyor belt. There was a line-up which i was lining up in, and we'd have to hang ourselves. so pretty much wait in line to die...scary.

[*torngemini*]

Here's a dream that I had a while ago and it was probably one of the most detailed dreams I have ever had and I have never forgotten it. I even posted it on my blog and all my friends got such a kick out of it because they loved how awesome it was since most of my friends were so into the whole "war" thing and all of my friends were in it so it was great. Probably one of the most fun dreams I have ever had and I wish I could have another one like this. These kinds of dreams only come in once in a blue moon.

I wrote it in story form ...

"What you suppose we do now?" Nits asked loudly so I could hear him over the gunfire. I looked around and saw at least 6 people dead and 4 more people being attended by Vikki, Kelsey and Angela, our medics. At least 13 other people were at the windows with the broken glass shooting non-stop at the enemy outside, not caring that their skins were being sliced by the shards of glass as they shot. Killing the enemy was the priority right now. No time for pain.
I looked over at Jamieson who was preparing all the ammo for our shooters.
"How much ammo do we have left Jamieson?" I asked him.
"A lot. I can even have enough for the third floor people," he said preparing his own gun.
"Okay. Nits, head over to third floor. Bring Ivan and Chui with you and check up on Melissa Chu. I need to know how many people are left." Nits nodded. Ivan and Chui got up from their positions and covered Nits as they walked out the door.
KAAAA BOOOOMMMMMMMMM!!!!
"f**k YEAH!!!" I heard Reuben and Kyle cheered over on the left side.
"DID YOU SEE THAT GUY FLY!?!?!?" Kyle laughed as he gave Reuben a high five. He started swinging the grenade ring around his finger.
"GUYS!!!!! Don't keep using the grenades!! We are going to need those!!" I yelled.
"Sorry Shar. Can't help it. C'mon. You know those guys flying from the explosion was pretty damn sweet," Reuben said grinning madly as he smirked at Kyle who was stuffing his pockets with all the grenades. I smiled. It did look cool.
"Shar. Radio signal is out but I got the electrical guys to try and get an emergency signal up," Roger said huffing and puffing. I'm thinking he just ran up at least 5 flights of stairs.
"Good. We need our radios. It's getting hard having people run up and down the stairs just to tell us a report," I said, rubbing my temples. I've had a headache since this morning. I don't think it's going to go away anytime soon. The door flew open all of a sudden and there was Mohsin, carrying his rifle looking worried.
"5 of the enemy guys got into the building," he said.
"Shit," I said quietly. That means Jeff and Kevin are dead. I took out my pistol and loaded. "Reuben ... come with me. Kyle hold this floor down while I'm gone but please ... don't use the grenades unless you really really really need them." A devilish smile from Kyle.
"Alright. But I can't promise you anything," he said.
Moe, Reuben and I headed out and walked down 2 flights of stairs. Just as Reuben and Moe were going down the next flight, I stopped them. I heard gunshots and 2 guys screaming. Please tell me those were the enemy who screamed. I looked through the little window of the door and saw 2 of the enemy guys walk down the hallways away from us slowly, opening every door they walked by. I motioned for Reuben and Moe to go through quietly.
Reuben sneaked up behind the first guy and held out his pistol. The enemy turned around, face to face with Reuben's pistol and Reuben just shot.
"f**k yeah," Reuben celebrated. Another shot was made in the distance.
"Pakistan?!" Reuben yelled out.
"What?" Moe answered.
"Awww ... the poor bastard's not dead," Reuben joked.
"Shut up," Moe answered back.
"Well ... India has one. I guess you, Pakistan, got one too."
I started laughing at Reuben then stopped as I heard footsteps behind me. I ducked and swiped the enemy down with my leg and shot him.
"Well ... the asian chick got one too," Reuben said.
"We have two more to go guys," I said as we all got together again, "but I wouldn't be surprised if more got in the building now since we have no security at the lobby."
BEEP BEEP. Yes. The radio is back online.
"SHAR. Online?" I heard Nits say.
"I'm here. What's going on there?"
"Melissa Chu is down. But there's actually still quite a few guys down here. Chui and Ivan are helping out quite a bit. But we need some medics. Jake and Jamal are hit pretty bad," Nits reported.
"Okay. Contact Roger and tell him to bring down Vikki and Angela. Also, bring down Rhys, Mike and Morrison down to lobby. We lost Jeff and Kevin so we have no security down there. So watch out there okay? 5 guys have already entered the building and we just took down 3. More are probably getting in so watch out and ----"
"SHITTT!!!" I heard Ivan yell over the radio. Gunshots were fired and more swearing. I looked at Reuben and Mohsin. It was understood. They nodded and headed for the stairs to the third floor. I still have to find more of the enemy that entered the building. I continued to search through this floor.
I held my pistol out in front of me and walked slowly through the hallways. It was pretty quiet. I must have walked around the whole floor already after 15 minutes and headed down for the 3rd floor to see what's going on there. As I jogged down the stairs, something tripped me and I started rolling down the stairs. I rolled over, my thigh hurting but felt a pistol tap my head. I looked up and saw the enemy looking at square in the eyes. I stood up, the enemy keeping his gun aimed at me. He looked at me up and down and shook his head. Stupid a-hole. Probably thought I was useless since I'm a girl. I just lunged at him, slapped his arm upwards while he shot but he shot air. I held on to his arm and broke his arm locking it until I heard bone breaking. He dropped his gun and I lunged for the floor grabbing the gun. I rolled over and right when he was about to come at me I shot him. He dropped to the ground, eyes wide open. As he dropped, there stood Ivan behind him, smiling.
"Well ... so much for needing me," he said. He helped me up and continued for the third floor.
As we walked through the door, there stood Nits, Reuben and Mohsin pointing their guns at 3 of the enemy guys who were on their knees.
"We got everything under control," Nits said. And they did. Impressed.
"I was a little worried there. It didn't sound too good over the radio," I said.
BEEP BEEP
"All the guys that got in the building are down Shar," I heard Morrison say, "Plus. It's getting quiet outside. I think all the enemy guys are out." I smiled. The sooner all this is over, the better.
"Tie those guys up. We'll get them to talk later," I said as I motioned for Ivan and Reuben to come with me back to the top floor. When we entered the top floor, there stood Kyle, Jamieson and Roger looking happy. I looked at Kyle and he held out the grenades from his pockets. He grinned. He only used one grenade since I was good. I gave an approving smile. He seemed proud.
The gunfire stopped. It was silence for a good long minute. I looked through the window where Clinton was shooting and saw nothing but dead bodies. No more. No more enemy guys. Everyone started cheering.
BEEP BEEP. I could hear even more cheering on the other line. It's over. Thank goodness it's over.
"OH f**king hell," I heard Chui say on the other line. I looked out the window again and there were 6 huge huge trucks with at least 15 people per truck jumping off with even bigger guns.

DAMMIT.

"Jamieson ... please tell me we have more ammo," I said. He stares at me blankly.
"Can I throw the grenades now?" Kyle asked.


END OF DREAM

[azn_at_heart]

..........I looked around and saw at least 6 people dead and 4 more people being attended by Vikki, Kelsey and Angela, our medics. At least 13 other people were at the windows with the broken glass shooting non-stop at the enemy outside, not caring that their skins were being sliced by the shards of glass as they shot. Killing the enemy was the priority right now. No time for pain.
I looked over at Jamieson who was preparing all the ammo for our shooters.
"How much ammo do we have left Jamieson?" I asked him.
"A lot. I can even have enough for the third floor people," he said preparing his own gun.
..........

such a cool dream....u can acually remember it in that much detail and that long of it?i usually remember like a flash of it or 6min