I had this weird dream the other night and it's been on my mind.
It started in a house, I knew it was my house but it looked nothing like mine, it was really ugly and run-down like something from SAW, there were TV's stacked up in one room and I was there with my brother and a man climbed out of the tv screen with a gun and started shooting everywhere. The next thing I know, I'm outside and there's this boy who I've had a crush on(..yeah, I know) standing next to me by a wall and there's guns and bombs going off everywhere and me and this boy are sharing a cigar (I don't smoke) and then we were around the leave together but I ran back because I felt like I needed to tell my mother I loved her, like I wasn't coming back. Then I woke up.
I never usually have dreams so I feel like there has to be a point to this, it's just so weird. Any ideas.. it's been playing on my mind.
It started in a house, I knew it was my house but it looked nothing like mine, it was really ugly and run-down like something from SAW, there were TV's stacked up in one room and I was there with my brother and a man climbed out of the tv screen with a gun and started shooting everywhere. The next thing I know, I'm outside and there's this boy who I've had a crush on(..yeah, I know) standing next to me by a wall and there's guns and bombs going off everywhere and me and this boy are sharing a cigar (I don't smoke) and then we were around the leave together but I ran back because I felt like I needed to tell my mother I loved her, like I wasn't coming back. Then I woke up.
I never usually have dreams so I feel like there has to be a point to this, it's just so weird. Any ideas.. it's been playing on my mind.