Posted on: 2016-02-20 by thepenguin

Last night I got shot and I liked it IMD I had this dream about getting shot by a girl whom I did not know. Now this dream was a little strange, because I could predict every little detail. I knew I was going to die, I know how, I knew where, and I knew that my murderer was a girl. So I went to that place where I was going to die, a one way street, dark ish, and I wanted to stop her from killing me. I hid behind a building. I heard her footsteps and wanted to make her fall but it didn't work, my plan failed, she saw me. Suddenly we were both looking in each other's faces. She pointed the gun at me. I begged her, told her not to do it, I almost cried. She dropped the gun. I felt relived and my body felt a little less tense. But suddenly she took another gun out of her pocket and shot me without any signs of hesitation. I felt the bullet entering my stomach, my body started to feel numb, my vision became blurry and I slowly fell to the ground. The shot left a great feeling in my body. A feeling of slowly slipping away. A feeling of slowly leaving eart. I was dying and I loved it.