So I had a dream I was walking down some streat in Santa Monica or something then there was some kid infront of me. Next thing I know I tackle him and steal his wallet and some other things and when he tries to fight back I shoot him in the head. This was a busy street mind you so in under a minute I have half the city's police force after me.
Next I am in some warn down housing area that resembles something out of a hispanic community and see a friend of mine I havent seen in several years. He offers me a place to stay but I bail once I knwo teh cops are coming. I relised I have forgeted up my life and decide to commit Self Delete by letting the cops catch me then flipping out so they have no choice but to shoot me. First thing I do is come back to some house I appearntly have in Hollywood and email my parents and my friends and family and such that I am going to kill myself for killing some poor boy. Then I post that here and everybody is like, oh ok whatever.
Somehow my dad convinces me to go see the judge in person or whatever instead of killing myself and I do and I meet the older sister, younger sister, and mother of the boy I killed. I feel depressed as stuff and try to get the judge to have the gaurds shoot me. My dad walks in with soem attourney and the family leaves and my dad negotiates some deal that I won't like get in trouble and stuff. Then that night I return to some appartment thats appearntly mine and a minute later there is a knock on the door and a bunch of gangsters are waiting outside. I go over to the back door and there are another few there too. I go out my balcony to try to jump out of the building and I see several waiting on the field below. I get my small pistol that I had killed the boy with and go sit calmly in a corner.
Then I wake up.
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I wish I knew one of those people who interperate dreams or something, cause that would be very interesting to know about.
