Normally when I dream, I can never remember what I dreamed about. Yet last Sunday morning after the competition, I had a surprisingly clear dream.
Its night time. I was in the car with my uncle and we were driving in the neighborhood down Ramsgate. There are street lights on. As we're about to turn the corner, I notice that there are two guys in the middle of the street. One is on the floor in a pool of blood and the other is on the floor clutching his chest and looking at us. I scold my uncle for being a rubbernecker. As we're about to go around them and make the turn, I also notice more people on the sides and they're clearly about to fight or were already fighting. I remember one of them had something long an silver. I assumed it was a sword. There was one struggling duo on the middle of the street and as they fought my uncle purposely drove and hit both of them. Then I remember screaming at my uncle to "GO!" but then we were surrounded and I remember some huge figure infront of the car. Then I remember someone saying save me! I open the door and yell for that person to come in, but then that person says, its too late. I notice the sun has risen and the beginning of dawn had the sky light blue.
The there was a sudden scene change and I remember seeing three girls talking on a TV screen.
End dream there.
What the hell? I normally can't remember what I dream, but why do I remember this one? Hmm..
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