At that time, I catch up to them and swing full force and deck him straight in the side of the head. I hit him a couple more times, and the exhaustion starts taking it's tole. After sprinting what felt like a mile, the adrenaline felt like it wasn't even pumping anymore. He came back after me and knocked me into one of the desks. I positioned myself so my back was towards him. He kept pounding in my back and in my head I was thinking "thank goodness I had 2 older brothers that beat me so bad my back is numb to pain". I grabbed a pen, turned around and stabbed him in the leg with it. This didn't phase him nearly as much as I thought it would. We exchanged a few more punches. I could feel the blood coming down the side of my face. He took his last swing and I ducked, ripped the pen out of his leg and swung around and stabbed him in the back with it. This time he looked like he could feel the pain. I kicked him over and gave him one last stare to make sure he wasn't getting back up. I went over to my mom and she was ok. I could still feel the strong pain of someone hitting my mom.
This is when I woke up. I woke up with so much anger.. All I could think was, why would I not have done more to that guy. I can't imagine letting someone have a full breath of air by the time I'm done with him.
But I'm curious out of all the dreams I've had, why do I remember the worst one? I'd rather be getting shot then someone hitting my mom.
What does the dream mean? If I was still so angry after I did "justice" to the guy. Is my dream showing me that revenge doesn't take the pain away? or how bad would the pain be if I didn't do what I did..

oooh intense. nice descriptive words btw!!
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