My dreams are really weird. The scenarios are things that 100% cannot happen in real life. Well, at least the dreams that I do remember having are.
Rabbit dream
Recently I dreamt about this white, fluffy little bunny of hell that hated me. The aggressive little white furball would scratch at me and bite me and often, it would clamp its teeth on my right hand so hard that it would dangle from my hand and of course I'd bleed. That's about all I remember about my dream. Not pleasant.
Action dreams
I have this recurring dream that would always start with me shopping for snacks in some forsaken but operating huge shopping mall, and when I brought my basket to the cashier, I'd realise that I was alone. Then I'd panic for a bit and wander around until I bump into this guy around my age, and he'll say that he knows a way out. I'd follow him out a small, worn down grey door that opened to show a post-apocalyptic world that was covered in ashes and ruin. We'd enter a broken corridor and jump over some unhinged metal fences. Then we'd glide down a cable by grabbing hold of one of the fences and reach another corridor at the other end of the grey alley. At the end of that corridor there would be a suspicious door that was beautifully painted red and gold and seemed very expensive. He'd tell me to be careful and stay behind him as we lurked into the grey, worn down building. The red door opened to a luxurious interior shining gold and had numerous corridors and doors much like the red one. It was like we were in a maze, but for some reason, he knew where to go. He stalked down the corridor, stopping before every corner like he was looking out for enemies. I could always see a shadow at the corner that we just vacated. Something was chasing us. Then, he'll open a particular door to a room that was decorated in vintage and had sepia colours. There was a couch in the middle of the room, shelves lined with alarm clocks and napkins and pocket watches. There was a vintage black and white tv beside the couch, on top of an old-looking tv counter. Suddenly, little furry black things would rush in from the door like they found us, and when as they rounded us, their faces suddenly became clear. It was very comical like those crazy seasame street puppet faces but they had maniacal expressions. I realised that we'd shrunk when they carried us under the vintage tv counter and into some other dimension that looked like a drainage system, except instead of water, we were carried along the currents of the black maniacal things.
Then we'd burst through some kind of opening and I'd be looking at my family, normal sized again.
Another dream that I remember is that me and my older male cousin were secret spies, and we were high-ranked. One fine day the HQ flooded and so the agents were swimming inside the building made of glass rather than walking, and the water was clear and it was so much fun.
Flash forward, my cousin and I were at the tomb of a Chinese emperor looking (or guarding) some ancient treasure. I remember staring down at the face of the tomb and that the tomb was decorated red and gold and blue and preserved very well.
the end
Well I had other weird dreams like during an orientation, we took a ride in the water slide in the school where the water was hair conditioner. It felt fun in my dreams. xD
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