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I am on a battlefield people are fighting there are guns, bullets, and other explosives. My boyfriend of 3 years was wounded and he wanted me to kill him. At first I was nervous but I gave in and I shot but he wouldn't die. In this time we were still.talking and laughing but the job still needed to be done I.took a fun to his forehead and pulled the trigger. He died and I couldn't believe it. I was wailing and crying. I tried lifting him up and was hugging and kissing him. But this time he was gone, I couldn't imagine life without him. Finally the dream faded away with me singing to his dead body the song lucky by Jason Mraz, and I woke up crying.

It started with me standing in a crumbling battlefield, the concrete pillars were covered in bullet holes and ivy, people ran up asking for orders. I remained their taking everything in, until I knew what I had to do, I was running forward going to shoot a baby, because it was babies against teenagers. When we won, my lieutenant and I were walking down a hallway toward two doors, one door, the one on the side, had a red crystal star hanging in front, I entered the one at the end walking in cautious of zombies that would eat me. I then sat on the bed, once I berated the room with bullets making sure their were no zombies. I sat there. My lieutenant walked in and said we should look at the room with the red star, so I got up and walked in behind him, still cautious. I walked up to a drawer there and opened it, I saw that inside were all my childhood toys that i threw away or lost.

I was being repeatedly flogged, I could run away but didn't, instead i took the entire flogging, never getting up or running. I was being flogged by hitler himself and I was in a nazi uniform. He was asking questions like "why did you not get me my coat like I asked?" And "why were you not on the battlefield at 0600?" And also "why was your uniform messed up?" What hitler was flogging me with was a can that was about 4 inches maybe 5 inches around, and about 10 inches long."

I wear a Spangenhelm on the battlefield. Because of this I am recognized and given proper respect. My spangenhel, intimidates my enemies and earns me respect from allies. When I wear it I am nearly invincible. Trouble may follow, but I use my dignity to overcome it. I'm dignified even when up to my ears in mud. It's what makes people respect me. A serious, thoughtful demeanor is the route to success. The most important quality of a great hero is Strength. A norn who seeks to become a legend must have great physical prowess. Strength is the key to victory! At a recent celebratory moot held in Hoelbrak, I got in a fight. I've had a rival ever since I was young. He's intelligent, treacherous, and cunning. I lost our last duel, but next time we meet, I will even the score. When I was still a cub, I had a vision. A Spirit of the Wild spoke to me and offered its guardianship. That spirit was a Snow Leopard. Snow Leopard is a stealthy, smiling spirit. She teaches us independence, strategy, and laughter in the face of danger. To this day, her wisdom guides me, and my memory of her visit comforts me on dark nights.

The story starts in a random arena/coliseum in outer space. The arena portrayed a futuristic battlefield in the shape of a donut. The whole in the middle took up the most space of the coliseum, leaving only a thin ring about a car width wide. I started on one side of the ring, the opposite side of the red eyed, 20-foot tall tarantula. The official rose from the podium in the middle of the ring and blew his whistle. The crowd of Lilo, Stitch, and all of his alien friends began to cheer and go crazy. The tarantula launched itself up in the air and over the official towards me. I had nowhere to go so I jumped into the open hole right before the tarantula had landed where I was standing. The rate at which I was falling felt like it was doubling every second; my cheeks jiggled near my ears and my hair began to catch on fire. As I drew closer and closer to a pitch-black state, I woke up and fell out of my bed. I was really sweaty and my pillow was no longer on my bed; It had been thrown out the door.

This dream has happened only once, it was about a month ago. I found myself within some random desert, there is a clear blue sky. There on a dead and lonely Redwood Tree, I witness a golden harpy eagle; it had a black beak, and black talons like any typical eagle would have. What really threw me off about the majestic bird was two things: first it had one talon on each wing, and its eyes were glowing purple faintly. As I stood there mystified, and transfixed with much awe towards the creature, it flew towards me and I closed my eyes thinking I must prey. I reopen them and find that I am still alive. I look behind me and see the same eagle flying towards a huge battlefield directly underneath twelve grand mountains. On one side was a numberless army dark and grim and on the other was a quite smaller army descending from the mountains. The army that opposed the evil ones had white armor and had modern weaponry (so did the evil army). I watched the white army kick the living shit out of the black army and then I suddenly wake up in my room wondering what the hell was that!?

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