Dreams Sometimes Give A Person Hope, Or Is It Just A White Lie.

I Had A Dream Last Night Or This Morning.
It Has To Do With Someone, You Can Say, I Have A Crush On.
I Invited My Friends Over To My House, Along With The Person I Had A Crush On.
It Didn't Look Like My House Though.
The Bed Was Facing Towards The Door At The Corner.
And I Remember Ryan Using My Computer To Play Call of Duty: Modern Warfare 2.
Which The Computer Was At The Far End Of The Door.
Then My Crush Was Sitting On My Bed At One End, Holding Tightly To A Pillow, Pulling Her Legs Back.
And I Was Lying On My Bed, With My Legs On The Opposite End From Her.
We Were Talking.
And She Tried Stepping On Me With Her Feet.
It Was A Dream, So I Notice She Had Small Feet(But I Wouldn't Know If She Actually Does Have Them In Real Life).
As We Were Busily Chatting.
I Thought She Said Softly, 'Cause You Like Me And I Like You'.
I Stood Up, Faced Her And Asked, 'What Did You Say?'
She Ignored And Kept Quiet.
Then As You Know How Dreams Can Be So Weird, I Suddenly Moved From My Room To A Mall Or A Park(Its Just Somewhere Outside My Room) With My Friends.
Hanged Out Or Something, It Was A Blur After I Woke Up.
There Was More To It Though, Just Unable To Remember.
And You Know How I Was Disturbed From My Dream?
Bangladeshi Workers Were Outside My House(For Those Who Don't Know, I Live On The First Floor) Talking Damn Loudly And Fast-Paced, As They Were Trying To Ask Permission To Tend To The Plants Close, But Outside Of Our Perimeter.
This May Sound Racist, But This Was What I Thought Of When I Woke Up.
'What The Fuck Is That Bullshit Gibberish?'
'Where The Fuck Is It Coming From?'
After Listening Closely...'Fuck The Bangladeshi Workers, Fuck Off Please'
Then I Went Back To Sleep, Hoping That The Same Dream Would Be Dreamt Again.
And There Would Be A Good Ending To My Dream.
Hoping That I Could End My Dream Properly.
But, It Turn Out I Dreamt Something Else.
It Started Off With My PSP And The New Casing I Bought.
It Seem That My Black Memory Card Broke Into A Few Pieces, And It Broke Due To The New Casing I Bought.
It Somehow Broke In The Memory Card Holder Inside The Casing.
It Seemed All Dusty And Rusted-Looking.
Then I Think There Were Other Parts In My Dream Which I Forgot.
I Seemed That I Teleported Into This Random Diner.
With A Few Of my Friends.
And We Were Fighting Off Zombies.
There Was One Part Of The Dream Which I Was Unsure Off.
It Was Either A Bunch Of Zombies Pulling My Friends Limbs Off, Or I Was Watching 'Planet Terror'(It's A Movie By The Way).
Anyway I Think This Dream Was Dreamt After Watching 'Planet Terror' A Few Months Ago And Recalling The Scenarios.
Cause Even The Diner Looks The Same As From 'Planet Terror'.
I Forgot Some Of The Parts In Between, And Seem That I Got Teleported To Another Diner/Gas Station.
Which Looked Like I Adapted It From 'Legion'.
But It Looks Like There Were Only Me, This Other Guy, My Mum And Grandma.
My Mum And Grandma Were Hiding In The Back Room, Chanting Prayers.
Then It Was Just Me And The Other Guy.
I Think The Guy Was Killing Zombies With A Desert Eagle And A Shotgun.
After The Zombies Were Killed In The Diner, It Seem That Their Bodies Disappeared And There Was No Blood Around. He Left The Shotgun And The Desert Eagle On The Diner Counter.
He Went Outside To Sit On A Beach Chair.
I Was Wondering Whether He Needed A Gun.
Then He Asked Me To Pass Him The Desert Eagle.
He Did Not Say Desert Eagle, So I Did Not Know What He Was Asking Me To Pass Him.
In The End, I Saw A Zombie Limping Behind The Top-Up Area For Gas.
I Took The Desert Eagle And Passed It To Him.
It Was About To Attack, And He Head-shot Him.
And Told Me He Never Misses(From 'Planet Terror').
Then A Zombie Jumped And Attacked His Hand.
There Was A Small Cut On It As His Smacked The Zombie Off His Arm.
The What Did You Know?
It Chased After Me.
I Ran Into The Diner And Turn Right Towards The Door.
Saw My Mum And Grandma Chanting When I Entered The Room.
They Were At The Conner On My Right.
Then I Ran Left, And It Seem Like A Long Hallway.
It Was A Dead End And The Zombie Was Still behind Me.
Somehow, I Managed To Get Pass Him And Run Back Out Of The Room.
My Mum And Grandma Was Still Chanting, And The Zombie Still Went After Me.
I Ran Out The Diner And The Zombie Tailing Behind Me Fell Flat At The Entrance Of The Door.
I Looked And Saw That The Other Guy Kill Him With A Combat Dagger.
A Black, Slivery One. Saw His Wound On His Palm Made By The Zombie.
It Looked Like It Healed, Leaving A Scar On His Hand.
And Then I Woke Up.

Dreams Are Sometimes So Weird.