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Do you dream?

My dream started out with my Grandma Walker dying. (Again.) Of natural causes, although I don't remember what that cause was. We were going through all of her belongings giving them to the right people according to her will. We found a surprise in her china cupboard. The bones of a pirate, with diamonds in the eyes of his skull. Weird, right? Grandma is your normal cute grandma! She called me by my 'god-given name that you should be grateful for', fussed over little things, and was very kind hearted. So why does she have a dead pirate in her china cupboard?! Never got the answers to that one. I shivered and got goose bumps when I reached out and touched the bones. I couldn't help it, I was fascinated! Next thing I know I'm standing at the bathroom sink and instead of hurling up my lunch, I'm spitting out my teeth. My teeth are falling out and going down the drain. I'm mortified! Then it's time for a dream-switch. All of a sudden I have all my teeth again and I'm in a library when a dude about my age pulls out a gun and starts randomly shooting at people. I saw one woman get hit by a bullet and my gut sank all the way down to my feet. I couldn't move. The guy walks up to my frozen frame, and then throws me to the ground, shoving the gun in my face. I can feel the metal on my skin and I'm scared out of my mind. The police show up and tell him to freeze, but he continues to threaten my life with the gun and yells at the cops,"I will shoot her if anyone moves!" (don't ask me how this next part happened, jussayin.) for some odd reason I, with all the force I can muster, punch him in the knee cap. WTF? Instead of shooting me right off, he drops the gun and I book it out of the building and as far away from him as I can get. Time for another dream-switch. My teeth are gone again and I'm with Adrianna. We're drinking whiskey out of a thermos, trashed, walking toward a museum. Because of course, it's a great idea to go to a museum when you're fucking wasted. There was construction all over the fucking place and next thing I know, I fall in a fucking ditch! Great. The dirt is too soft for me to get a good foothold on and a construction worker is bitching me out for being drunk. My legs are getting really tired from trying to climb out....and then I wake up.