I HAD A DREAM!

Not exactly a 'proper blog' but I wanted to tell you guys about the dream I had on Monday night (apart from I did go out after school today with Kenny and Lor and it was funny as fuck). It wasn't weird or anything, but I dunno I just felt the need to share it, so here goes:
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I had a dream I was in the army (but with a twist) - but there was 4 teams: Red, Yellow, Green and Blue. We were fighting to the death to see which team would win, meaning you could survive... a bit similar to The Hunger Games but with teams.

In the teams there were about 8-10 people, however you didn't get to pick who was in your team or who you wanted to team up with, so if it meant killing your friends to survive then you had to do it, it was 'kill or be killed'.

Getting on, I was in the Red team - don't ask me why, I just was. And you could tell which person was in which team because of the the colour of the berets they wore, so if you were in the blue team, you'd have to wear a blue beret, and if you were in the yellow team, you'd have to wear a yellow beret. However, if you lost your beret or something, you'd have a Bandolier (a strap / belt across the chest that holds ammunition, hand grenades etc...) that represented what colour team you were on.

Bandolier

Our battleground was an huge (and I mean huge) abandoned hospital, along with it's grounds, once again don't ask my why, it just was. We didn't have to stick together in our groups, although it helped a lot in case you got ambushed or something, plus it really did strengthen your ability to co-operate and work in teams. Plus no one was really in charge of the teams, there was no form of official higher authority which really put teamwork to the test.

But some reason, I somehow (?) got separated from the rest of my team and ended up cautiously wandering around the top floor of the hospital and ended up finding a room that had been untouched. Literally, it looked brand new, unaffected by war as if everything had been untouched. And in the room was a massive window that looked out onto the hospital grounds and it takes up almost all the wall.

I look out the window, and see my friends battling each other as they're all on separate teams. But the weird thing is I feel no proper emotion, my mind just goes blank as i'm watching them trying to kill each other. They don't see me though, they're to busy engrossed in trying to murder each other haha. And I must stare out of this windows for a good 10 minutes, watching them trying to survive and the only thing that crosses my mind is: 'Oh well, that's life'.

Then, all of a sudden one of my other friends runs into the battlefield, but sees me looking out onto the grounds from this huge window. The thing is, he resists to shoot at me, and he does an army salute as if to "Well, it's been nice knowing you buddy" and starts battling my other mates instead of trying to shoot at me.

Then, out of nowhere one of my team mates find me and yell "We need you down here, shits going to hell in a hand basket". And I just nod my head and walk away, going off to fight.

Then I woke up.

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I thought it was a pretty fucking cool dream, I dunno about you guys, but I wanted to share it :3

~RachLaDudette