Our dreams, they are made out of real things.

So I had a fanatical dream last night, and I mentioned it to a few people today and they were intrigued. Thus me deciding to post all about it! Here is a semi-detailed synopsis of what happened:

So basically, it took place in my home. Present was myself, my mother, my father, two or three random guys and an uncle I have whom I don't like. My mom was in the kitchen, my dad and I in the dining room, one or two guys in the living room along with my uncle and another guy in the hall. We all had guns, with the exception of my mom. These guns were really weird, in order for them to be fired you had to pump them (kind of like a water-well-pump-thing).

One of the guys had a rocket launcher, and everyone was scared of him. He was standing in the hall way (the end where my mom's room is) and I came into the hall through the kitchen/hall door. He tried to shoot me, but his gun failed so I shot him first (several times), he fell to the ground so I went up to him and took his rocket launcher. At this point my dad comes into the hall via the same door I had just come through, and I shoot at him. After I do this, I realize that I will probably catch the house on fire with this rocket launcher, but I don't.

The guy on the floor next to me starts laughing, like one of those disturbing laughs that make you cringe. He has two beeper-like objects, one stuck to each of his legs. He takes one off, and for some reason this frightens me. He throws it and it lands on the other side of the hall and this some makes me realize that I have to get out of the house. I grab my mom and dad and we go out the door (it is nighttime), I jump off the steps and into a snow bank, commmanding my parents to do the same thing. My dad does it, but my mom doesn't understand what's going on. I tell her to turn around, and through the kitchen window she sees that our home is in flames. So she jumps.

As we're sitting in the snowbank, she starts to moan about losing our possesions. I think about my laptop and iPod and realize that I have to get them. So we get up and go to the otherside of the house where my bedroom window is. On this side of the home it's twilight, not nighttime and there is no snow. We go to Ray's (my neighbor) and look in his backyard for his ladder, we can't find it but we find two stilt-shaped poles. [I should take the time to mention that in Ray's backyard there were three guys from our school, I don't know their names except one of them was Jeff, Candice's old boyfriend.]

I use the poles to get up to my window, I take down the screen and break the window. Right under my window is my bed, and on it are all of my worldly possessions including a couple of tote bags. I reach in and start shoving my laptop and iPod into a bag along with some t-shirts. My mom while I'm doing this, is asking my dad to go phone the fire department. He won't do it because if they came the fire men would make me stop getting stuff and he wanted me to get as much stuff as I could.

At this point I woke up, it would have been funny to see where it went from there, but I guess we'll never know! I'm open for interpretations if any one wants to pick apart my dreams. :)