Posted on: 2014-04-07 by JuenLin

I woke up remembering how I was screaming,"why the fuck is this world so cruell?!" while on an mrt. Apparently I had been chased around a shopping centre twice, once flying and once running away, fearfully, and it was hell. I remember something about having to kill others in order to survive, and I had a number on my face. While boarding the mrt, I could choose whether to end all this hell experience by letting my hands slip and let myself fall from the platform(shaped like a cliff). In the end, while the mrt was going to pull away, I pulled myself up, and got into the mrt. Apparently I was with my classmates and I was crying miserably, and my crush that hates me just rolled his eyes at me, while my two friends comforted me. Before I ended up in the shopping centre, I was on a very tall round platform, where there were chairs and my family and I pushed some unknown people down while strapped on chairs. My family decided to end this too, by strapping all of us into chairs, and leaning back so we could fall to our deaths. Strangely, as I reached the ground, I remember that only I was alive, and some evil person with numbers on its face was chasing after me as well. I think this dream is more like a nightmare, formed by my overthinking and a lot of influence before I slept.