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Kasman's Freaky Dreams.


Well I have decided that today, I will be talking about all the weird dreams I have been getting for these past few weeks. I tried my best to recall. Awesomaphagus.

The Battle of Chinatown:

Walking to school was a bore as usual. I was with a friend. The patches of grass of what we have stepped on for the past and upcoming years were blooming flowers this time of the year. Winds blew the grass so smoothly. The sound of dried leaves rustled through one's ears while walking past through the green/brown land. Further and further, it seems that only my footsteps could be heard. Everything was just the same old thing when I turned back to take a glimpse at my friend. Mysteriously he had dissappeared. I looked around, I was alone in the middle of a thousand leaveless trees. No sound could be heard except the beat of my heart racing. I looked up at the dead sky. No lifeforms. No birds no nothing. Everything seemed excetionally silent.
I closed my eyes. Hoping I was into one of my dreamy states. But once I opened, it seemed I just got out of a bus which had no drivers or anyone. I stepped out of it. Apparently, I was in the middle of a familiar streets. I was standing on a huge path between to lanes of what looked like never-ending shops. A second after that, a gale(strong wind) blew right from the back. I managed to stand my ground and prevent myself from falling. It happened in only a second. It was as if there was a million people who run through me in a flash.

Then out of nowhere, tens and thousands of black-suited ninjas filled the skys. One by one dropping with grace. I was surrounded, in the middle of Chinatown. The whole sky had turned black. The only source of light was coming from the lampost's. Somehow, I did not feel scared. I looked down, grinned. And then my hands felt hot. Taking a look at it, it seemed it was covered in flames. Not thinking twice, I ran towards the whole army and fought mercilessly. It seemed that I had been granted with special powers, lightning speed and inhuman strength.
After a minute or so, it seemed that they were to many to fight. It seems they keep coming and coming.

I hit my fist into the ground so hard, it caused the earth's plate to rip apart. I jumped really high up into the air by then, and stayed there. I looked down at what was once known as Chinatown, and the falling masquerade of black ninjas, sinking into the unknown abyss and right into the Earth's core. Once again I grinned and laugh. A few minutes after that, a huge JUMBO JET plane crashed into me and I woke up.


Laugh With Me:
I was at home with my family. Everyone was having dinner. My dad invited his friend along. His friend looked weird. With huge eyes and eyebrows that looked like its connected. He loved to crack jokes and all, except that, that was his problem. He's jokes were not funny at all. Everytime he cracked one, all my family members all pretended to laugh with the term "sarcasm" well hidden. The night went just like any other ordinary. Before leaving, he made this last joke, and everyone laughed except me. Pausing his joined laughter he looked at me straight into the eye and asked. "Why are you not laughing? Don't you get the joke ?" . "Oh, I get the joke alright. Its just stupid and unexceedingly humorous to me." I replied with an expressionless face. He looked at me. It was as if for a second there, he looked like a murderer waiting for the right time to grab his hidden knife and stabbing me. He gave what looked like a depressed smile and winked at me before leaving.

My dad closed the doors and asked me what that was for. Why I had to ruin the eveining wile everything was going so smoothly. "So, you're saying that it's wrong to be honest then?". He looked at me angrily before going to his room and slamming his door. I went to watch television alone while everyone went to sleep.

Hours passed. My eyes were heavy. My brother then came out of the room. He looked kind of different. He was all white and pale. He looked at me and told me a joke. "What, you're making lame jokes now? Dont block my view and move away." He turned his backs on me, and ran towards the tv, headfirst. Sparks all flew over. Blood was coming out from his head. I was still sitting there, eyes awide and shocked by what had just happened. I went to my parents room. Like everything was dark. Nothing could be seen. I shouted for my mum and dad. there were not reply. I stepped into the room, trusting my instincts. While doing this, calling their names. And then, I heard heavy breathing. The lights to my parents room started to flicker. And there my dad was, sitting on his computer chair, faced back. I thought he'd fallen asleep on his computer. I twisted his chair to face me, and almost fainted to see him. His eyes were rolled back upside down and foam at his mouth. His hands were all blueblack. There was blood a trail leading to the toilet, I dared not see what happened to my mum. I ran out to check my sister. Her room was not as dark. Her windows were open and the moon was shining enough light through her room. Right at the corner of the room, there she was under a blanket. Nodding unbearbly, I asked whether she was ok. She replied slowly and calmly yes. I have yet to see her face. I came up to her slowly and pulled the blanket off her slowly, she was looking down. I touched her head and right at that moment she jumped to the ceiling and sticking there. With her mouth full of blood. Lips torn apart and laughing hysterically. I ran out of the house. I didnt even bother wearing slippers. I went inside my neighbours house. And inside everyone's back was facing me and laughing too. I shouted for help. Their heads went around 180 degrees completely. Eyes all rolled back and tongues forking out as if they were choked. I ran outside.

The stairs were all under contruction and the lifts were all spoilt and broken. There was no way out. All my neighbours and family came out of the house, staring at me. With their bloodied bodies and stench of decay, they took small steps towards me. Having no choice, I stood at the ledge of the 6th story. A couple of jewelled tears drop. I smiled at my dead family for the last time and took a step out and commiting suicide. Did you know, it feels longer than you thought to reach the bottom? I dropped face first, jaws broken and ripped apart. I knew I had to be dead, I couldnt open my eyes, legs twisted. And what felt a miracle by god, I managed to open my eyes. I wanted to scream, but like I said, my jaws were broken. Only my mind was working by then.

There beside me, lying flat and arms and legs twisted, was my dad's friend. It seemed there was blood coming out from his ears too. He was smiling, and then he said "Why the long face?"

And then I woke up.

AHAHAHAHAHA. I know all my dreams are super weird ! Next time I'lle tell you other dreams!

Till here, take care people. =D

Chow chin chow!