Understand My Dreams

Dreams apocalypse

I woke up to a scream and ran upstairs to my parents' bedroom when I noticed that there was a man who lay dead on the floor. Upon further inspection, we found out that the body was very decayed-like a zombie. Everyone was shocked, but I jolted outside to see if the world was in chaos, and all I could hear were sirens and screams for help. We turned on the television and every channel went blank, except one news channel. They said that the zombie apocalypse has started, and to get out of the area as fast as possible.

The zombie apocalypse occurred. I was in the mountains, and I can't remember how the dream started. I was walking down Highway 131 at night, and there were people parked on the highway. They were all looters. One fat man was wearing a pig mask and a wifebeater. Anyone who had been bitten and killed was put in a plastic trash bags, and the looters were tearing the bags open to get to the people's wallets and other items of value. This was causing most of the looters to become infected. A woman that I don't know took me to a medical facility, where it looked like they were doing disease research. She tried to make me help, and I didn't want to. I protested. The next thing I remember was walking through the streets of downtown Denver. There was a large wall around downtown, and the city itself was secure. People were going about their regular daily lives. Anyone who fell ill or committed crimes were pushed out the front gate into infected territory. I watched a family push their coughing teenage daughter into infected land, and they were showing no signs of sadness or remorse.

It's the zombie apocalypse, I know that much. In the beginning, we're in the car, and it's a sudden switch back to home. A laughing voice tells of a problems, and come to see there are holes rotten through the floor, while the carpet still covers. There's no way of telling where it is we'll fall to our doom. It's like a sadistic game, and we do what we can to find the bad spots. My mother, she points out something about the carpet beneath a chair in the dining room, and the carpet wears away to the touch, opening up a gaping hole to a fall that would most likely result in death. I woke with a start, terrified and finding it hard to breathe.

Me and my best friend were on aha helicopter riding over a zombie apocalypse. We landed and I can't remember. We walked passed loads of people in huddle looking at something we couldn't see. Then there was this wall, we couldn't possibly climb it (this wall has been in my dream before). Then we were at Anna's house. We were about to go get the bus to the end of the airport run way to try and kill the zombies ourselves without weapons. Anna was eating and wasting time and eventually we missed the bus. We then went back in the house and in like a movie music started playing and church bells started ringing and the zombies smashed through the doors. I stepped I front of them on purpose to try and kill myself. There were loads of number 50's on the floor.

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