Squilli0

So I can't remember how it started, but I remember I was living in some hilly area, and it gave me the impression of Wales. It was rainy, and I was living in some underground cave with a lot of my friends. Some of them I didn't recognise, but somehow knew they were friends. I went to a pizza shop with one of them, but on the way, my hair went white with purple streaks (I was suddenly in 3rd Person) and I was shooting lightning bolts out of my hands. My friend said something really strange that I can't remember, and ran off into the pizza shop. I was quite hungry, so I followed him, but found my parents inside the shop. I ate a BBQ pizza, and asked my parents if they saw my friend. They said he ran off through the door on the other side of the restaurant, and I went through said door, but found myself in the large training room from "The Hunger Games". Someone was trying to teach me swords, and I vaguely remember running outside after about an hour of this.

I found myself outside, and it was suddenly sunny. I saw my friend, and suddenly I became lucid. I flew around, propelling myself with lightning bolts out of my hands, and realising I had no set goal, decided to go along with the dream. The scene changed, and I was in some chinatown area with someone I know. However, the setting was strange, in that it seemed to be from around 1900, and the place was a mess. The streets and houses were in disrepair and the people looked downtrodden.

Suddenly, a man with a crazed look in his eye, almost as menacing as the gun in his hand spotted me and my friend. We ran away, and the street we had walked down was now a forest. My friend got hit in the leg, and I tried carrying him, but he was much bigger than me. The killer was approaching rapidly, and my friend told me to run into the forest.

Inside the forest, it was like something out of the hunger games. Land mines were exploding everywhere, and I vaguely remember small, bomb shaped objects rolling around, but not exploding. I ran through the forest for a good 5 minutes, still lucid, when I found myself on a dirt track through a hilly Pine forest. It was beautiful really, but I had that knowledge you get in dreams, that explains your surroundings. I had the feeling that it was post apocalyptic, and society had broken down. My theory was confirmed when a large group approached me. They were armed, and told me the were looking everywhere for me, implying I was a member of the group. We walked about 50 metres, but some knew faction of raiders ambushed us. They captured me, and took me to their ramshackle village. I was toured around, and it seemed to be on the edge of a large canyon-esque terrain. The person leading me around was a strangely friendly woman with red hair, and after the tour she locked me in a small box for about an hour.

It was terrifying really, and the whole time it looked like the walls of the box were compressing towards me. I remembered that I was dreaming, and having none of it, teleported outside the box. I ran up a set of sandstone stairs, and found myself in a dusty ring, where a chimpanzee was chained to a pole. It was swinging its arms at me, clearly agitated at my intrusion. I woke up suddenly.

Having woken up, I went downstairs and had a bowl of cereal. And then I woke up again, in my bed. My mum was shouting at me to wake up, calling me a lazy ass, etc. I confronted her, and she walked away briefly, but then returned with a large cardboard box on her head. She was shouting at me, and it was hilarious. I then woke up once again, and my mum was waking me up for school. Wary that it was another false awakening, I shut my eyes, and woke up two minutes later. I am still unsure if it was a dream or not.