I posted a little about this one before I think...it's very weird for me that this is the last dream I can remember. Anways...first thing I remember is being at work, and I'm having a fucked up day as always. I get a phone call saying that my Great-Grandpa died, and the funeral was THAT day. For some reason I couldn't leave work right away, and I started to get PISSED...screaming in customers faces (not words, just screams), throwing shit, you name it. Finally my mom and uncle show up there and make it so I can leave. I get to the funeral and catch up with my friend and her boyfriend, who are being complete asses to me considering my grandpa had just passed, so I take my friend outside and tell her to shut up about it, but she keeps on. I got to where I just couldn't take it anymore so I threw her down and held a lit cigarette to the back of her neck. Of course that didn't go over to well with her so she goes inside, gets her man, and they leave. I don't remember much that happened after that cept later on in the dream those 2 and a heap of others were hunting me down to "get" me...also somehow there was a baby in a trunk.
I have a few more older, more detailed ones to add soon. I write out my dreams sometimes when they make that much of an effect on me...kinda odd, I know.
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