Well, I think this is the weirdest reoccurring dream that I’ve got. I just woke up and feeling so stupid… hahaha… Well, this is not the first time I encountered this weird dream.
Alright, here’s the chronology.
It was a war. Everyone was hiding in my house because there was a battle ship bombing the city. I still remember the light of the missing that looked light shooting stars. It was so clear. I was hiding inside too.
Just then, after a while, a policewoman came in to collect out mobile phones. Now, I’m wondering… Why did she wanna collect out mobile phone? But in the dream, I was so sentimental. I also didn’t know why. She just asked me to put mmy phone in the basket and attached it with a piece of paper written my name, but I attached it with a poem =_+’
Well, I still remember everyone was rushing into a bus while I was still busy writing my poem. In the end, I wasn’t on time to give away my phone. And my family and I did not get into the bus either. We just got into our car. I still remember the tension of that moment. Everyone was rushing and I was choosing my shoes… Duh… I hope this doesn’t happen to me during a real war.. Well, I hope there’s no war ><
Okay, too bad I am not the driver again… I don’t understand why am always not the driver in any dangerous scenes in my dream! Well, by the way, here’s the weirdest part.
So we drove off from the house. I thought we were going to hide in somewhere safer… guess what, we landed on a shopping centre… and people were still shopping happily.I remember my father asked my mum.
“Five minutes enough for you to shop?” he said.
Duh, shopping during the time of war? I still remember what I was wearing. I was wearing a black suit. Looked kinda cute… hahahahahahaa… lame =_+’. Funny because I have never and dislike wearing suit.
Anyway, my dream ended with a ring from the real world. Yeah, a phone call…=_+’
Hahaha… nice journey, though… By the way, back to reality. I have got my new number plate…
WUG 1727!
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