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I woke up this morning at 4:30 with a nightmare. It was a cross between the show, Walking Dead, and my own zombie interpretation. I don't know WHY I'm dreaming of zombies, considering I find absolutely no fascination with them whatsoever.
It was odd. I was in my hometown of West Dundee, Illinois when a bunch of cars and tanks drive down the street. I ask a police officer with a whistle in his mouth if the zombies were coming. He said they'd be here in an hour. So I start flipping out and run back home to save my mom and my cat, Oreo. My mom was being SO slow!!! She would t pack any clothes, I had to force her into the green suv my family owned way back then.... Finally, she gets in the car and I drive next door to find Oreo. I throw Oreo into the car.
And that's all I remember. After I woke up and went back to sleep the zombie dreams continued and suddenly I'm a man that looks similar to the main character in the Walking Dead. And I'm shooting all these zombies in the face and head with a hand gun!!!!!
I'm usually incapable of remembering my dreams. And on the rare occasion I DO remember them, they are usually only snippets from a very boring dream. That's why this one is so bizarre!!
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