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There was a day in the library where I was trying to read some books. I was using my phone, my ear piece sitting in my ears but I was listening to nothing.
My power bank was on the desk, my library card and a notebook.
In my corner were seated two young boys, one on each side and then, I fell asleep.
My mind, I framed my mind to be alert, my phone, power bank and note book were on the desk, I don't want any of them to go missing.
In that state of mind I fell asleep, then I had a daymare.
In my dream, I saw two young boys and they both grabbed my belongings, one was dragging my phone and the other, my power bank. Although my ear piece was in my ears, I wasn't listening to anything so I heard their footsteps.
I struggled with them but they wouldn't let go, and all of a sudden we were in a desert, the sun was about to set, the scene was dusty and scary, I was in a costume with a sword in my hands. There was blood on my shirt, I think I have killed some people already.
Standing in front of me were two young men, not the boys I saw early. One was huge and plumpy and the other tall and skinny. Their eyes were red, they were breathing heavily but I wasn't scared.
The huge and plumpy one rushed towards me with a heavy log in his hands, he swung towards my neck and I slid, cutting his ankle in the process. As if the cut wasn't felt, he lifted his left leg trying to squash my head to the ground, then I stabbed him, my sword penetrating through his feet.
He roared and swung his log at me several times and I dodged. Behind me the skinny guy tried to strangle me, I cut through his wrist and as he let go of me I turned and sliced his throat..
Then I woke up, Shit! What just happened
I just had a daymare, now that's why you shouldn't sleep in the library.
Thanks for reading..