naruto attacked me (in my dream)

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Dream Date: September 27th, 2018.

My plane had finally touched down. The tiny airplane held just me and my friends, and was now sitting in the middle of Egypt. The ruins rose in the sands around us, though it was nevertheless populated with smiling, friendly natives.

As I stood up to depart, my entire seat broke into dozens of pieces before my eyes. I yelled at my friends to wait for me as I clean up the mess, but they ignore me and leave anyways. Feels bad.

The flight attendant, who appeared out of nowhere, yelled at me for breaking her seat.

“Go pick up the pieces and throw them off the stone bridge outside! You can’t have your phone or your belongings until you get rid of the broken seat.”

Aight, I thought. Seeing as I had no choice but to follow her commands, and because I felt bad for wrecking her plane, I carried the heavy metal pieces out of the plane and into the glaring sun. The bridge was right next to the plane, so I headed that way, admiring the intricate ruins all around me. Then, as I glanced down, I noticed the shadow of someone following me. That shadow multiplied, and when I whirled around I was greeted by the sight of a dozen Narutos poised to attack me. They literally were just holding sticks, and the dream itself looked really stupid, but I was terrified and jumped off the bridge in my panic. I landed in the river below, scrambling away from the ninjas trying to beat me with sticks.

Even though I screamed for help, everyone ignored me (feels bad), which forced me to sprint towards a lone grove of evergreen trees. Within the sheltered forest, an entirely glass train station awaited me at the end of yet another bridge. Hurtling myself over the bridge and into the glass train station, I looked behind me and noticed that the gaggle of Narutos hellbent on beating me up could not enter, for whatever reason. I was safe for now, but was still terrified, because the glass train and train station were entirely empty except for one smiling old man. Without a word, he let me on the train, and I rode in silence to my destination.

Getting off the glassy train, I looked around at the airport like interior of the train station. Since I was still scared, and I wanted to be home, my dream kinda just shifted itself to the scene of my house. Still in shock from my misadventure, I told my family what happened.

They all laughed at me, shaking their heads. “That doesn’t make any sense!” they exclaimed. “You never left.”

My dad looked at me and said, “You were probably dreaming. You’re confused.”

At this point I started to wake up, and I was realizing that I was dreaming about my family talking about my dream. Dreamception. My confusion startled me awake, and looking at my phone, I realized it was 3am. 

18 thoughts on “naruto attacked me (in my dream)

  1. Man this is deep. UR MIND!!! It’s ok tho, we all have spooky times. Maybe one day you can post one of my dreams. Let’s get this bread

    1. Thank you! Intricate probably isn’t the correct word to describe my brain, but that’s very sweet of you to say.

  2. Not gonna lie that is a pretty weird dream and at the end how you were having a conversation about your dream with your family but that was also part of the dream. That situation has also happened to me before where I know I am dreaming but it feels so real. I can not wait to read more of what you write about your dreams!

  3. That is definitely a weird dream and especially that part at the end where you were talking with your family about your dream but it was still part of your dream. Can not wait to read more about your dreams!

    1. Thank you!!! That kind of dreamception has happened to me so many times lol. Lucid dreaming is also really weird.

    1. Thank you! I was kinda embarrassed to share my dreams at first, because they’re literally all this weird, but I’m so happy people are enjoying them. 🙂

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