Last night, I had a very strange dream. I guess I had it because I’ve been reading George Orwell’s 1984.
In the dream, I remember that I was in school and all of a sudden, the school got attacked by some group. We were forced to walk through the halls and we were taken to the basement. The basement was different from my own school, but in the dream, it was the school’s basement. We walked and we were scared. My teacher tried to hold onto the hands of people in my class and suggested we do the same with others. This was so we wouldn’t be seperated. I saw a teacher of mine just sitting at a table like nothing was happening. Probably got shocked or something.
I haven’t had a weird dream in a while. Well, a weird dream like this one. 
I hate dreams sometimes… I’d like to have a dream about me sleeping, where I don’t have to get up and build a go-kart with my uncle or something.
That’s interesting.
Cool!
That’s not cool, man. It’s a bit scary and weird. I seriously had a hard time sleeping after that.
Sorry dude!