Crazy Little Thing Called Life [ON HIATUS]

(8) Stone Cold Crazy Dreamz

Hello people/animals/aliens!

First of all I'm sorry I didn't update the last two days but I really didn't have any time at all because I had work experience some time ago and I had to write my report, which I hadn't even started - whoops and I also had to study because apparently my maths+physics teacher hates us and decided to write a test the week before christmas. But since I have holidays now, I'll probably publish more (if I'm not too lazy)
Also please excuse spelling/grammar mistakes, I didn't check this chapter.

Okay, I told you I had weird dreams. Well, dreams are usually weird but those were particularly weird.

The first dream started off pretty good, I was sitting in the living room watching TV and The Beatles were on the telly. They were playing tennis or something I think but I'm not entirely sure. Anyway, it was amazing. And then, from out of the nowhere, Brian May and Roger Taylor were sitting on the sofa. They looked like 20 years older than now and had both fairly long hair, though Bri didn't have curls which was... well... I mean it's Bri, I don't think we can even image him without his poodle. I went upstairs (I don't rly know why tbh) and there was a classroom stuffed with little kids who had painted everything in the room in different colours. Then the kids jumped out of the window and dragged me with them.

Since I had died in the dream (in a sort of creepy way in my opinion) I woke up and when I fell asleep again some time later I dreamed of being in a room with a bunch of people who wore ballgowns and suits with bowties (bowties are cool btw XD). Someone had been murdered and the person who would start dancing first had to be the murderer (don't question the logic of my dreams, okay?) And no one moved at all and Idk why but everyone thought I was the murderer. Then a girl in a red ballgown said that it was her fault that the person died. She came from another time (that stuff just sounds as if I'm making it up but I rly dreamed it) and then I was in the time where she came from and 1973 Deacy lay in a bed and was dead. The girl told me that she had tried to save him and that was why she travelled to the past and accidentally killed someone (perfectly logical.) I think I must have woken up after that since I can't remember anything else.

And because this chapter was just really weird, here's something beautiful I found (I don't know if you're Sherlockians or fans of him at all but I DON'T EVEN CARE)

(I know he didn't quote him 100% accurate but who minds)

Bye, I love all you amazing people!