Why am I so scared when I probably not going to do it.
HOLY stuff!
I had a lucid dream when I was in kindergarden. I remember.
I was VERY tired. I had went to sleep on my arms and then I felt wait a couple minutes later, then I started hearing things.
As soon a I began to dream, stuff happened.
It was a foggy day, fields of wheat surround me. But, the only thing standing out was this one building.
I had gone into it. There were shotguns a full auto's sitting on the walls. My grandma was behind the counter. I had gone up to a shotgun and grabbed it off the wall.
Then, clowns started coming (my worst nightmare at the time). So I started popping them with my shotgun. No kick, not at all, even unlimited ammo, and my grandma walks out with 2 shotguns and starts duel wielding them. She kills a few clowns, and them one comes out that she didn't see, he had taken her into the wheat field and disappeared. I had took her shotguns and shouted Grandma! and I my mouth didn't even feel like it was moving. I killed more clowns and that was the end. My mom had got me up. I was shivering.
End.
