[size=11]<span style="color:#0000cc">i decided to get a job so i searched around and i ended up working at a hardware store...
my first day ended up being fun...
i walked around putting things in order and whatnot...
the day was going by very slowly...
all the customers left so a worker, the boss and i stood at the front desk and talked...
i was bored so i just walked away and started to look around...
there was a prank joke toy aisle, like fake money, plastic puke, etc...
i looked at some and laughed...
things got busy...
i walked around and helped people...
i seen my sisters ex boyfriend and i gave him a little head nod like whats up...
he did the same but kept walking with his kid. </span>...
i was thinking, wow he has a kid with some girl...
my cousin came in to work...
we talked...
i walked around helping more people...
**camera angle = top view of store**
**it reminded me of gauntlet for the NES**
we were all small pixelated characters...
i had a thin orange circle inside of a than red circle that moved outward when i talked...
'may i help you?' i asked over and over...
no one seems to acknowledge my presence...
i walked back to my cousin (at the chekout lane (real camera now))...
she told me, 'dont worry about it'...
my aunt came up behind me and said, 'oh no! you got fired???'
we explained that i didnt...
my friends cousin supposedly came in and went in the back room and is playing on the computer...
my cousin
the computer was named after him...
then i seen a bunch of arabs walking in with neet swords and such...
i thought nothing of it...
i remember thinking to myself, 'if i ever see a group of arabs walk in and they were all hanging out together that i would run away!!!'
i didnt do anything...
some people started to leave...
(back in gauntlet mode) now the arabs were dashing and pointing their swords and slicing people...
they were leaving behind a tiny blood splattered image (like GTA I)...
i ran into a small closet to hide...
i found a cloth to hide under, WAY to small...
i tried to get a robe that was hanging up and put it on me...
but when i was trying to adjust a man peered over and seen me...
'well i tried', i said, and walked out...
all the survivors were sitting at some tables...
i sat down and an old man had a gun...
he shot people saying 'youre white', 'youre black', 'youre old like me', 'im old'...
he aimed and shot himself in the head but the bullets ran out...
it was only me, the terrorists, and a few others...
the old man said 'see, wasted lives, merry christmas!' and i knew we were set free...
definately one of my more in depth dreams...
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