I was at this place where we had to learn about these bands but they wouldn't tell us why so I ended up not doing anything about it and played games instead with my brother and my friend Trevor. We were having fun and talking. Then a large siren went off and they called us to this room where the floor was basically a hammock and we were suspended above the ground below, which I couldn't quite make out what was below. We had to name 6 songs from the band we were assigned. One girl stood up and she couldn't name any songs so they cut her in half from the stomach she screamed as the blade went on her belly, but she didn't have much time to scream considering she was dead in seconds. Then the floor started to fall apart and we were basically in a war zone. I was rushing in the open area as everyone else was wondering not knowing what to do. I knew that people were looking for us or hunting us for fun like we were animals. So I hid and in my hiding spot were two other girls scared out of their minds holding each other one had long pink hair and was native and the other had short hair and was crying. I told them both to shut up. I crouched down by them and as I did I accidentally moved a chair and the pink haired girl looked at me with very wide eyes and a guy came in with a red shirt on and dirt covering his face, ironic he was hunting us when he looked like the real animal, in both of his hands was long rod and a sharp hook on the end. He was looking at the girl who was crying and was about to strike when I picked up a long tree branch and fought the rod from his hands then tackled him and killed him with a piece of glass, at this point we were out in the open and the girls were still hiding. I saw a long green staircase and realized those girls were going to die whether they had my help or not and I went up the staircase. At the top was a small line of people who I recognized from the music thing before. They were in line to give things to a very old, but radiant woman. On the far side of her was a large audience of rich people watching. I got in line and when I reached the old woman I set down my phone, a piece of glass and some green stones that were in my pocket. I was headed for the audience to have a seat when I realized that wasn't my place and I sat on the floor by the old woman and she whispered to sit behind her chair so I did. After a moment of sitting I felt like I was being drained and I noticed her glowing more, she was using me for my life force. So I got up, ran down the stairs and heard her screaming in the back round, but I didn't look back. When I got to the end of the stairs there were two doors and one had a beautiful jungle and lake on the other side, the other had mountains. I chose the jungle and closed the door behind me. After weeks of being in this jungle and surviving only on the berries I knew weren't poisonous a giant black bird approached me and asked if I was her Nanny. I was like uhhh. I'll be your Nanny if you want me to. She asked if I knew how to cook and I said yes. I spent another week or so cooking for her and eventually I decided to go back through the door, to find a rope to use and catch her some fish. I found a wire instead and it turned into a snake when I got on the other side of the door. I dropped it and smashed it's head then cooked it for dinner. The next morning I went back through the door and the bird asked me if the queen was still looking for me. I said maybe, but I'm going in anyways. The bird told me good luck and that she hoped I wouldn't die. I had gone this far without dying so if I was to die now it would be tragic. I got on the other side and walked around to scope the area and found a large and beautiful glass window. I opened it up and as I was about to jump out a handsome prince grabbed my leg and said don't go. I ignored him and sprouted white wings and flew into the clouds. I felt free.
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I Can Feel My Dreams
FantasíaI'm going to log my dreams and after the first I one I may or may not continue to log them, based on if I get any readers and if people like my stories. They're all based on my dreams, which are always very strange and detailed. If you happen to rea...