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i woke up to an interesting dream this morning.
i was part of a large group of prisoners, and we were going to be killed. i think the setting was that we were in the middle of a war, and were captured by the enemy.
for some reason, we were in this large room, sitting on tatami mats... @.@
i was sitting with my arms around my legs, accepting the fact that i couldn't see my family and friends again. i had lost them in the crowd, and spent all my energy in trying to find them. i had tied my hair up, because it was gross and greasy and i wanted it out of my face.
but i noticed, everyone once in a while, a group of soldiers would come in, and just look around. it was said, once you left with them, you never came back.
being female, i was afraid of what exactly who they were looking for, so i tried to look smaller than i was, and huddled behind a group.
i didn't care if i died, but i did want to die, with the remaining amount of dignity i still had left.
but they still found me, and took me with them.
and instead of what i thought they were going to do to me, they changed my clothes. and put my hair down and cut it. i glanced at a mirror and saw that i looked a lot younger than my age. i looked like a child, just about to go through her teenage years. then i demanded an explanation.
they told me that they were a faction, rebels in their kingdom. and while they couldn't save all of us, they could save a group of us. but only one at a time. and i was chosen this time, because of my looks. being a child causes the higher-ups to be lenient on their deaths.
there was going to be a 9-year old in the room i was going to meet the officers in, so i was told to try to act like her. then i told them of the problem of my boobs, and they took tape and gauze and we did our best to make them as small as they could... -.-;;;;;
i got into the room before the officers did, and i tried talking to the girl. tried to see how large her vocabulary was, and observed her mannerisms.
when the officers came in, i was scared out of my mind. my main thought was that i couldn't pull this off. i can't act, and i definitely can't act like a child. luckily, there was a tv in the room with kid shows. so most of the time, i acted like it had my full attention.
the officers would start a conversation with me, and i would try to reply, but then something on the tv would attract my attention again. the just laughed and remarked of how a lovely us children were. and eventually they left.
the faction came in and told me what i had to do to get out of here, and onto friendlier ground. i don't remember what exactly i had to do, but the last leg of my getaway, i had to crawl in the muddy trench.
i was just exhausted and so tired, and really, i just wanted to die. but the faction kept on pushing me, and telling me that i had to survive.
and i did. i crawled all the way to friendly ground, and just collapsed. and i wept. i wept and screamed. i made it, i survived. and only I survived. i had left everyone behind, the people, and my friends and family.
and i just blacked out. and that's when i started a new dream. but in favor of remembering this one, i forgot the latter one.
ohhhhh... my legs hurt. i went to lotte world the other day, and went ice skating. it was the skating that's causing my legs to ache. added with all the walking around that i continue to do...
the typhoon seems to be over, but it's still cloudy here. i want sun dammit, i want to tan.
and now, i have to go, and get lunch for eddie and i. i do have a lot of things to talk about, but because the internet isn't handy, i have a tendency to forget of what i want to say. ah well.
and now... FOOD!!!
i was part of a large group of prisoners, and we were going to be killed. i think the setting was that we were in the middle of a war, and were captured by the enemy.
for some reason, we were in this large room, sitting on tatami mats... @.@
i was sitting with my arms around my legs, accepting the fact that i couldn't see my family and friends again. i had lost them in the crowd, and spent all my energy in trying to find them. i had tied my hair up, because it was gross and greasy and i wanted it out of my face.
but i noticed, everyone once in a while, a group of soldiers would come in, and just look around. it was said, once you left with them, you never came back.
being female, i was afraid of what exactly who they were looking for, so i tried to look smaller than i was, and huddled behind a group.
i didn't care if i died, but i did want to die, with the remaining amount of dignity i still had left.
but they still found me, and took me with them.
and instead of what i thought they were going to do to me, they changed my clothes. and put my hair down and cut it. i glanced at a mirror and saw that i looked a lot younger than my age. i looked like a child, just about to go through her teenage years. then i demanded an explanation.
they told me that they were a faction, rebels in their kingdom. and while they couldn't save all of us, they could save a group of us. but only one at a time. and i was chosen this time, because of my looks. being a child causes the higher-ups to be lenient on their deaths.
there was going to be a 9-year old in the room i was going to meet the officers in, so i was told to try to act like her. then i told them of the problem of my boobs, and they took tape and gauze and we did our best to make them as small as they could... -.-;;;;;
i got into the room before the officers did, and i tried talking to the girl. tried to see how large her vocabulary was, and observed her mannerisms.
when the officers came in, i was scared out of my mind. my main thought was that i couldn't pull this off. i can't act, and i definitely can't act like a child. luckily, there was a tv in the room with kid shows. so most of the time, i acted like it had my full attention.
the officers would start a conversation with me, and i would try to reply, but then something on the tv would attract my attention again. the just laughed and remarked of how a lovely us children were. and eventually they left.
the faction came in and told me what i had to do to get out of here, and onto friendlier ground. i don't remember what exactly i had to do, but the last leg of my getaway, i had to crawl in the muddy trench.
i was just exhausted and so tired, and really, i just wanted to die. but the faction kept on pushing me, and telling me that i had to survive.
and i did. i crawled all the way to friendly ground, and just collapsed. and i wept. i wept and screamed. i made it, i survived. and only I survived. i had left everyone behind, the people, and my friends and family.
and i just blacked out. and that's when i started a new dream. but in favor of remembering this one, i forgot the latter one.
ohhhhh... my legs hurt. i went to lotte world the other day, and went ice skating. it was the skating that's causing my legs to ache. added with all the walking around that i continue to do...
the typhoon seems to be over, but it's still cloudy here. i want sun dammit, i want to tan.
and now, i have to go, and get lunch for eddie and i. i do have a lot of things to talk about, but because the internet isn't handy, i have a tendency to forget of what i want to say. ah well.
and now... FOOD!!!