User blog comment:SeddieLuvv/Best Dreams Ever???/@comment-3224360-20110822031040

Let's see... a bunch of ones about shipping... But one of my dreams really stood out from the rest. I loved it. It was filled to the brim with sadness, mystery, discovery, happiness, fun, and most of all: EXCITEMENT!

So first of all, I was captured by these strange criminals that somehow broke into my house when I was having a party and set up a bomb, killing all of my friends AND parents. They forced me to commit various crimes and wouldn't let me go no matter how much I pleaded. I believe I cried in the dream AND in real life at this point, only to have been slapped in the face by the single woman of the group, calling me a "crybaby", a "weakling", and a "wimp". But strangely enough, somewhere in the dream, the group actually DID bring me back to my house! There was no damage from the prior explosion, and when I walked in, all my friends were there! Parents included! Everyone greeted me with smiles and hugs, including a warm "Where have you been?" from my father. Then suddenly, my friends rushed me outside, eager to show me something. There, on top of my roof, was a FLYING TRUCK! An actual truck with airplane wings! The group of criminals were sitting in the front seat. And smiling at us in a friendly manner. We all climbed in and got ready for the ride of our lives. And we got just that! Every single movement in that truck... in that dream... felt so real! Like a rollercoaster!

And though it was weird, I still had a good time!