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I had a trippy a** dream... anyone wanna hear? It's like... 4 paragraphs long. Sure!
3nodding Ok, I went to bed around 3:30AM, and I fell right to sleep.
The first thing I remember was that I was in a van with Charlie, Cory, some Jesus freak, and three other undescribable kids. I fell asleep on Charlie's shoulder, so the next thing I remember was that we were infront of some VaBeach waterfront looking town and we could go wander around til 1PM. We all hauled out, and Cory walked us to his mom's house [so now I assume we're near NC.] I said, "Is this it?" looking at the front of the house. It was really grungy and small. Cory lead us inside, and it was ******** gorgeous. Leather and some velvet seats, designer curtains, huge a** plasma TV. I told Cory, "So this is where all that money went to that your mom stole from your Dad." He laughed.
Cory and Charlie went around the house, and I sat on a couch near the TV. I looked over and saw some guy who looked just like Charlie, but he was... older. It was like looking into the future, seeing him. He was damn fine, too. But in my dream I was convinced that it wasn't Charlie, so I moved to the opposite end of the couch because he kept trying to hit on me, and pull me closer. By the time the boys came back it was 12:30, so we headed out to the van again, and drove near into the countryside. It was this open field after a long dirt track, near a lot of trees and there was a stage.
We all filed onto stage, and then we were all shown our parents in the audience by the creepy gameshow host looking guy. At the time I was zoned out on stage, just staring out into the crowd infront of us [that wasn't there when we pulled up?] Everyone was "dismissed," so we headed out to where the parking lot was. My Aunt was there with my Grandma and Mum. My Aunt Kim was looking at this guy's motorcycle, getting on it. She always had a thing for them since her exhusband was into all that mess. Some guy came up and said, "No riding a motorcycle! Are you crazy? You don't even have a liscence for that thing!" and I said, "She's just sitting on it!" My Mum started arguing for my case, and I looked over to the left. I saw some trees start to burn, then a whole row was pushed over.
I kept watching. Another row was pushed over. I stood on my tippy toes to see what was under in the valley. Huge waves? I tugged my Grandma's shoulder, and point it out to her. She said, "Oh my God!" and told everyone in our family to get into the car. We all filled in, and I watched what was going on behind us from the back window. Water started to rush into the area, and my mom zoomed off into the dirt track. I was watching the water follow about 1,000 feet behind us but gaining up, and wondered why we didn't tell anyone else to leave? I sat back down in my seat next to my Aunt and then I realized why up ahead. We had to stop because the mass runnings of people were stopping us from going any farther. Mum told us to get out and start running, and we did. I never saw my Grandma run before, and she did with all her heart to keep up.
Everyone started screaming, and a rush of water knocked everyone down. People started tripping and getting stepped on. I held my breath and curled into a ball, holding my head. When I stopped hearing screams a minute or so later, I jumped up because I also couldn't hold my breath for that long. I looked around. The water was strangly calm... and everyone who was above the water was quiet. "Mom? Grandma? Kim?" I started yelling, trying to see through the murky sea water around me. I looked behind me, seeing waves stacked on eachother coming towards me. I started to run/swim through the bodies under me, and came into town again. I saw a bunch of SMART people start to climb ontop of a roof. I followed them up, and realized this was way too low. I jumped from rooftop to rooftop because the space between them was so short. I crawled into a window and climbed the stairs of a 30 floor tower. I collapsed in the doorway when I found people, being really tired. Someone helped me up, and I looked at who it was. It was my Mum! I clung to her, crying because I was happy to see her alive. She carried me around the deck to see my other family waiting. We couldn't go inside for some reason, and I didn't know. We watched the waves come seriously close to us, near the 30th floor. We were sprayed with nasty sea water, and I clung onto the poles of the deck. A wave crashed onto us, causing some people to slip out into the ocean. By the time we all had the water out of our faces, it was too late to save them because they were all the way out in the ocean. I opened my eyes and saw to the left of me a group of Christians praying. For once my Atheist tendencies didn't sprout up, so I just looked away.
After a couple of hours just clinging to that pole with the rest of my family on the deck beside me, they said we need to move to the roof. My Grandma, Kim, Mum and I, in that order, started to follow the survivors ahead of us. I looked inside the rooms and now realized why we couldn't go inside. The glass doors were open so we could smell and see perfectly. There were dead bodies on the floor and beds, just laying there. I was so scared just seeing them, because I didn't want to see any of my friends laying there. I remember this one girl had a fence piece stuck in the back of her head, and her face was like ;O! when she died. Another black man had half his face ripped off. I looked straight ahead and followed my Mum closely. Everyone sat on the roof, looking at the distruction around us. Everything was under the water except for a few selected buildings.
I started to cry. What happened to my friends? And most importantly, what happened to my Charlie?
Then, I woke up, convenced it was "God" trying to convert me to Christianity or something, showing me the appocolypse.
sweatdrop More like... 10 paragraphs. There's lots of typos, so... ignore those.
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