Illustrate My Dreams

Trophy Arm

As I entered the playgrounds, I started hearing the laughter and screaming of other children. I was about twelve years old in the dream. 

I walked on the padded and colourful floor. I knew where I was going and I was absolutely fine with it. 

The whole thing was like the Hunger Games. In order to get out of the playground, each child had to remove an arm or a leg of another one. Not kill, just remove a limb in a cannibalistic way.

I kept walking until I reached the main area of the 'game'. I went down a giant slide and when I landed, there were, all of my schoolmates from primary school. 

Luckily, I don't remember exactly how it happened, but I got to grab an arm pretty quickly and was able to leave unharmed. 

All the arms and legs, were exhibited like trophies on a shelf. 

It wasn't as bloody as it sounds, promise...