Once upon a time, I had a random dream, it was shown every single night of my life from when I was 5 to when I was 11. I am now 14 (recently turned last month).
Dream
We were driving from the store to go home. Once the car was parked in the backyard. As we began to unload My father randomly showed up. He... was a big guy. He was bald too, and he began helping. Note that he appeared from thin air. Suddenly, when I was about to grab my succers (yaknow, like 9 in a bouquet?) Anyway I had 2(cuz I'm OCD and hated odd numbers other than 5.) Bouquet thingies.
Here's where things get better. So, behind me was my mother and behind her was a big kangaroo. He was Purple and had bowing gloves and boxers with a slit for his thick tail. He knocked my mother out, and I shouted. Suddenly my brother ran up to the kangaroo... only to be stuffed in a trunk.
Dad was punched and somehow ended up choking on his blood and dying. The purple kangaroo began chasing me. I ran dropping my candy.
I ran down the alleyway until I reached a dead end. I was driven I'm a corner, and I was curling myself into ball, rocking myself to the music my (*cough**cough* Imaginary *cough*) friends sang to me.
I was tapped on the shoulder and I turned around. Turns out he was giving me 2 extra suckers.
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I had that dream for years... Well I have a morbid mind.
Yes they all died... Hehe, pretty colourfilled and happy dream, Yes?
Yah!
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AcakThe randomness of my mind is what makes me awesomely amazing.