DREAM LOG. Friday Night- At Kent Island high school. Michael and I are seperated into different groups to go out and fight a war against the nazis. When Michael name is called, even though this may be the last time we EVER see eachother, there is no good-bye and he just leaves (:O(). My group is sent out into battle first. We leave and go into a nearby forest and spot a rabbit. We shoo the rabbit, in turn giving off our position where cannons fly at us like the game Crazy Cogs off Mario Brothers. Several are wounded, several dead. Only four of our men/women have rifles, and these are the four that are sent to go further into the forest. I go with one of the four, Samuel, for he was my partner. We get to a fork in the road and I convince the team to go right, which happens to be in the direction of the enemy. AS we approach, we're bombared with machine gun fire and I watch my partner get shot in the back and die. At this point I run to water and swim to my house (haha, I know). Once at home and assasin is sent out to kill me. We're on the run for hours on end, and my brother, who stayed with me finally gives up hope and saves himself. I find my friend Sara, and she attempts to shoot the man but is instead shot in the stomach. I'm on the run again, and finally, the assasin, beiong drafted into the army, decides its not worth it and tells me to go. And I do. Things between Michael and I have been great lately, so I guess my paranioa is what made me think he would leave me that easily, and I am easily paranoid since our last break-up. My partner Samuel is killed, and I cant get that kid to be my friend in real life, no matter how hard I try he just doesnt think of me as a friend. He's killed, any connection? Tyler deserts me after awhile, as he alsmost always does. I love him though, I do. Sara sticks up for me, although she moves VERY slowly in my dream. Connection? Perhaps. I'm always running in this dream, and in the end my enemy gives up. I give up a lot, perhaps it was myself giving up on my own confidence. I dont know. Sunday Night- I come home from some big school event to an empty house. While in the living room, as the sun is setting and a storm is approaching I run to turn on the lights. But when I flick the switch the light flickers on and then off. The rest of the lights in the house do the same. I'm afraid of the dark. I run outside to go to my grandfathers house (who in real life is dead), when I see him getting into his car. Not wanting to look like a pansy I go to turn back, only to hear his stifled scream of pain. He's having a heartattack. I run to his aid, as do two men I've never seen before. I run into the house to dial 911 and the man on the line is toying with me. Wasting my time, which currently is valuable. I dont know how this dream ends, but someone saved him. In real life, my grandfather had a heart attack at 8 in the morning, he lived across the street and I was sent to wave the ambulance down. It didnt come for nearly ten minutes and the men walked up to the porch. I wanted to kill them, I really did. But then, my uncle showed up and I knew everything would be ok. It wasnt. Lack of sleep is haunting me. I dont want to be awake. Until tomorrow then, Your Neighborhood Superman