This is the freakiest shyt to dream.
Sit back, and enjoy the story.
Longest post ever made.
Sit back, and enjoy the story.
Longest post ever made.
Alright, I was walking down the street at night,
to grab a cup of Javachip in Starbucks.
Javachip Roxx.
Then I sat outside where
I was enjoying the beautiful night sky.Javachip Roxx.
Then I sat outside where
I assume not in Msia coz if it was,
I'd be robbed by now for walking alone.
SUDDENLY!
6 or possibly 7
planes came scribbling on the clear night skies.
I assume the airport flight organization had some terrible error
that's why they all flew in the same direction.
DUH.
I was shocked by the way. Very.
After a second or so, 2 planes collided with each other.
Causing a massive EXPLOSION.
Everyone is screaming now.
Then, I could only hear stuff falling hard on solid ground.
Why so silent you ask?
Coz an ocean of debris were flowing towards my face
I probably swallowed a lot...
BUT I WON'T KNOW COZ ITS A DREAM.
Moving on...
This was the scary part, cause after awhile,
everyone was just watching the rescue team do their thing.
Sadly, all and I mean ALL of them were DEAD.
Charcoaled like fuck. They were moving the bodies,
Running, Havoc, Noise,
All of these just a few meters away from me.
I SEE DEAD BODIES... EVERYWHERE.
I told you Javachip roxx,
That's why I still had it in my hands.
I know I said that they were all dead,but at the end, there was ONE who survived.
However, she's got a split skull but hell,
she was still crying for her mama like it was nothing.
Still quite alive...
I finished my Javachip by now
Next thing I know, I was at my aunts house.
I thought i felt sorry for Miss Splitskull for
losing her parents in the crash.
But heck, I was so quick to judge.
She transformed into some JuOn-ish fucktard.
The whole time, she was grinning at me
with her exposed skull.
I loathed her.
Since I was freaking out, of course, I wanted to leave.
but I couldn't cause IT was there.
In the middle of the staircase.
I was downstairs.
My bags were Up.
Fucked up?
So I begged my bitch aunt for help.
To grab my bags from upstairs.
She pondered for a long time,
she showed me her middle finger and asked for RM5.
She didn't care if I was scared.
She really wanted my RM5.
cheapskate.
At last, I told her I only got RM3.She took it and grabbed my bag from upstairs.
God knows why I even cared about my bag in that situation.
DON'T ASK ME WHY.
I was relieved, I got to leave finally.
Away from Miss Freakhead.
I ran towards the door, I can see my CLK. cute lil kancil.
But fuck it, I knew nothing was that smooth,
2 vans came blocking my way out.
I raised my middle finger and said a loud FUCK.
I asked the VAN MAN to move his stupid
vehicle coz I've gotta run away from a freak.
But he just smiled at me.
No answer, no nothing, just smiled.
It was too late, she touched me.
At that very moment she touched me.
I got up.
Just a dream, don't hate me for it. Please?
..!..
By the way,
the whole dream was actually dead serious and scary
( for me at least )
Some funny nonsense I added them in.
Why so serious? Right?
HEEHEE!
6:33 PM
