I was surrounded by my group of friends, including some others that I know of. We were in some sort of gym, or something, and it was then when we were ready for battle. A battle between rival gangs, and some known dance groups from America's Best Dance Crew. Before facing the opposing teams, we were nervous of such a war between us. When it was time, we had charged at the gang dressed entirely in red. I can recall drop kicking some individuals and just totally kicking ass. One of my friends and I had caught up some fat kid, while he held him down and I knocked the shit out of him. Ohhhhhhh what a day.
Nightmare 2, ???:
I'm finally ready to let out this dream, which I was very nervous to do so before because of embarrassment involving a classmate of mine. Fuck it, I'm writing whatever I want.
So it began at a party located at my house in Walnut. Formal as fuck. I was suited in a nice comfortable attire as I swept around the house making sure everyone was having a good time. Too bad I hadn't notice the weird motherfuckers that surrounded me, which consisted of nerds, jocks, fags, and friends. But as the scene continues, for some reason I had the will to take a shower out of nowhere. I proceeded upstairs to the restroom and as I was outside the door I heard moaning that came from the inside. Frightened, I continually approached the door and opened it. Inside the bathtub was a floating ghost, or some kind of scary piece of shit covered with blood from head to toe. It was a very horrifying sight in how I finally realized the body of whom this spirit had belonged to was...the girl who had sat behind me in English class. It was most random as hell, for I don't talk to her much accept about English relating topics and she happened to appear as the disgusting sight in my dream. Well anyways, she floated there, screaming. I advanced downstairs as quick as possible shouting to everyone to receive attention. "____ IS DEAD IN MY RESTROOM..." But before I could finish my words, then came the ringtone of my own cellphone. Amazingly, everyone's phone began to ring out loud. Hundreds of different tunes had filled the room, and everyone was dazed in confusion. I reached for my own, when I discovered an extraordinary figure on the front of my screen. I glanced closer, only revealing the figure of the spirit's face whom I had discovered upstairs inside my restroom. It was then when everyone noticed her presence inside of their phones, and she was still screaming as before. Horrified, I had woke up to the sound of the same ringtone I had encountered in my nightmare, which had been determined to be my alarm tone.
-RJHE
I'll post more exciting past dreams, when I get the time.
So it began at a party located at my house in Walnut. Formal as fuck. I was suited in a nice comfortable attire as I swept around the house making sure everyone was having a good time. Too bad I hadn't notice the weird motherfuckers that surrounded me, which consisted of nerds, jocks, fags, and friends. But as the scene continues, for some reason I had the will to take a shower out of nowhere. I proceeded upstairs to the restroom and as I was outside the door I heard moaning that came from the inside. Frightened, I continually approached the door and opened it. Inside the bathtub was a floating ghost, or some kind of scary piece of shit covered with blood from head to toe. It was a very horrifying sight in how I finally realized the body of whom this spirit had belonged to was...the girl who had sat behind me in English class. It was most random as hell, for I don't talk to her much accept about English relating topics and she happened to appear as the disgusting sight in my dream. Well anyways, she floated there, screaming. I advanced downstairs as quick as possible shouting to everyone to receive attention. "____ IS DEAD IN MY RESTROOM..." But before I could finish my words, then came the ringtone of my own cellphone. Amazingly, everyone's phone began to ring out loud. Hundreds of different tunes had filled the room, and everyone was dazed in confusion. I reached for my own, when I discovered an extraordinary figure on the front of my screen. I glanced closer, only revealing the figure of the spirit's face whom I had discovered upstairs inside my restroom. It was then when everyone noticed her presence inside of their phones, and she was still screaming as before. Horrified, I had woke up to the sound of the same ringtone I had encountered in my nightmare, which had been determined to be my alarm tone.
-RJHE
I'll post more exciting past dreams, when I get the time.
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