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The other night I dreamed that I was in the past, maybe the 40's or 50's, and in another country I think too. This dream was so realistic it's not even funny! I was in an old building that may have been a hostpital or school and I think I worked there. Somehow a hot American Indian man came to the building in need of medical care or something and I took it upon myself to care for him.
This guy was tall, dark, long black hair, handsome and so sexy. This man and I became lovers after he recovered. One day I snuck off with him to a small room in this building and we started making out. I laid down on top of him on a table and we were kissing like crazy.
There was a large window right across from us and anybody who walked by could easily see at least me on top of my lover. It was so much fun running my fingers through his long hair and kissing him where we could be seen. A friend of mine walked past and could only see me on the table. She waved and smiled and I waved back. The next thing I know my Indian lover was outside the room talking to her about there being something between us. When I heard him say that to her I wasn't sure if he was talking about me or her and I felt jealous.
Somehow I ended up just outside the room while my lover was still inside when I saw planes outside dropping bombs all over the place
. I immediately looked back at my lover inside the room and it exploded right before my eyes with him still inside. I didn't check on his body but I just assumed he was dead. I was furious.
I found a shotgun and went outside to fight our attackers. Just outside, across a field was an army and marching band playing instruments all marching together. In a rage, I randomly shot some of them and pushed on through before they could kill me. I went inside a building that looked like a large library where there were men and women dressed in suits and dresses. I guess these people were the enemy or citizens of the country attacking us. I shot about 3 or 4 of them then went up and down the aisles to kill more.
Down an aisle there was a man with a shotgun and two really old female security guards. I thought it was odd that these two women in their 70's were security guards back in the day. I took the gun from the man and used his gun to shoot the two women so they wouldn't stop me. I know they were old, but they were armed lol.
That was the end. In the dream I knew that I was gonna be killed any moment but I didn't care after my lover was killed and after all the bombings. This was one of the most realistic and strangest dreams I ever had! I did kill one man in a dream before but this was the most violent one I ever had. I don't expect anybody to actually read all this but I just wanted to type it out because it was such an interesting dream.
This guy was tall, dark, long black hair, handsome and so sexy. This man and I became lovers after he recovered. One day I snuck off with him to a small room in this building and we started making out. I laid down on top of him on a table and we were kissing like crazy.
There was a large window right across from us and anybody who walked by could easily see at least me on top of my lover. It was so much fun running my fingers through his long hair and kissing him where we could be seen. A friend of mine walked past and could only see me on the table. She waved and smiled and I waved back. The next thing I know my Indian lover was outside the room talking to her about there being something between us. When I heard him say that to her I wasn't sure if he was talking about me or her and I felt jealous.
Somehow I ended up just outside the room while my lover was still inside when I saw planes outside dropping bombs all over the place
. I immediately looked back at my lover inside the room and it exploded right before my eyes with him still inside. I didn't check on his body but I just assumed he was dead. I was furious. I found a shotgun and went outside to fight our attackers. Just outside, across a field was an army and marching band playing instruments all marching together. In a rage, I randomly shot some of them and pushed on through before they could kill me. I went inside a building that looked like a large library where there were men and women dressed in suits and dresses. I guess these people were the enemy or citizens of the country attacking us. I shot about 3 or 4 of them then went up and down the aisles to kill more.
Down an aisle there was a man with a shotgun and two really old female security guards. I thought it was odd that these two women in their 70's were security guards back in the day. I took the gun from the man and used his gun to shoot the two women so they wouldn't stop me. I know they were old, but they were armed lol.
That was the end. In the dream I knew that I was gonna be killed any moment but I didn't care after my lover was killed and after all the bombings. This was one of the most realistic and strangest dreams I ever had! I did kill one man in a dream before but this was the most violent one I ever had. I don't expect anybody to actually read all this but I just wanted to type it out because it was such an interesting dream.
