My Former Classmate AA’s Dangerous / Stupid Prank With A Fake Uzi

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Last night I spend most of the night only lightly sleeping waking up several times during the night not even able to remember if I dreamed or not and feeling like I  could not sleep/did not need any more sleep, and eventually I woke up between 6:00 AM – 7:00 AM and I heard a loud explosion that scared me a bit until I realized that it was just a severe thunder-storm but that explosion did not sound like thunder to me.

It took me a while to go back to sleep but eventually I went back to sleep and I had the only dream that I can remember part of, but I only remember part of the end of the dream; and the dream took place during the day in a slightly fictional version of the city of D that is sometimes in my dreams, and I remember something about jobs and my dad.

I think that I went to a fast food restaurant and/or somewhere that had something to do with jobs that my dad told me about and either I did not get the job or I briefly had the job and lost it or something like that, and I returned to my parents’ house where I talked to my dad about it and we had a conversation that annoyed me.

Eventually I left my parents’ house feeling annoyed and I went to a slightly fictional version of W Park to clear my mind and to relax, and because it had been a while since I last walked at the park; and at some point I walked to the shopping center near W Park to walk around and to shop, but I can not remember what happened during this part of the dream or during the earlier parts of the dream but I know that a lot more happened in this dream.

Eventually I was walking outside along the sidewalk of the shopping center when I came across my former classmate AA and he tried to get me join him in a dangerous/stupid prank that he was about to do that involved him going around with a fake Uzi (a sub-machine gun) that maybe shot fake soft/plastic bullets or something like that and he had one or more fake guns hidden in a corner of the sidewalk, and he planned to go around shooting at people to scare them and make them think that real bullets were being shot at them.

I told him that this prank was dangerous/stupid/wrong/et cetera and that he should not do it and that I would not help him, but he did not listen to me and he started his prank anyway; and he walked around with his fake Uzi shooting near people as they walked in and out of stores scaring them, and most of them ran away screaming for their lives (the fake Uzi looked and sounded real, and the fake bullets made noise as they hit objects).

I probably got tired of watching this and I probably went to get one of my former classmate AA’s fake guns hidden in a corner of the sidewalk to try to use it to try to get him to stop his prank and it was a fake pump-action shotgun that had maybe shot greenish colored hunting camouflage I think, but as I was walking to reach my former classmate AA he ran out of bullets for his Uzi as he was shooting near a slightly over-fat/obese man with whitish colored skin with short blackish colored hair who was coming out of a store to the left of where Subway should be.

The man that he was shooting at, another man who was a fictional conservative politician/senator with whitish colored skin with short brownish/blondish colored hair who supported gun rights and who supported carrying a concealed weapon and who had a concealed handgun (I have no idea how I knew all of this information about this man/politician/senator, but somehow I recognized him from TV because of fictional memories I guess), and an old man with whitish colored skin with grayish/whitish colored hair and a long beard sitting in his truck that had a shotgun in it all realized that my former classmate AA was out of bullets; and so the politician and the old man pulled out their guns, and my former classmate AA ran for his life toward W Park screaming: “Don’t Kill Me, I Was Joking!”.

The two men chased after my former classmate AA with their guns out and I tried to tell them that it was just a stupid/dangerous prank and that the guns that my former classmate AA had were not real, but they could not hear me and so I followed them trying to catch up with them before they could shoot my former classmate AA; and fortunately they stopped chasing my former classmate AA when he crossed the street and ran across W Park.

I approached the two men and I explained the situation to them and they smiled and laughed and joked about the situation, they could not wait to tell all of their friends’/family/et cetera the story, and I joked that I hope that someone video recorded what happened and that it would be shown on the news because this was a story that you have to see/hear to believe; and we joked/laughed about how my former classmate AA was running and screaming for his life, and he was probably still running and screaming as we stood there joking/laughing.

Both of the men showed me their guns and they briefly told me about their guns and the old man with the shotgun said goodbye and he returned to his truck, the man who worked as a politician/senator and I walked and talked briefly up the sidewalk, and I remember seeing a police car with a bald male police officer with whitish colored skin wearing blackish colored sunglasses sitting in it looking around at us and at the area probably because someone called him about my former classmate AA shooting near people with his fake Uzi.

Oddly the police officer did not stop and question me/us even though I was still carrying my former classmate AA’s fake shotgun, eventually I said goodbye to the politician/senator after I put the shotgun back where I found it, and I started walking near a fictional Dollar General store in the corner between the real Dollar General and J.C. Penny; and there was a bench there with several women and men sitting and standing there, and one of the women was a woman with medium brownish colored skin with long blackish colored hair wearing a reddish colored T-shirt who I assumed worked at Dollar General for some unknown reason(s).

I stopped at the door of the fictional Dollar General store to take off a long sleeve shirt or jacket or something like that but I accidentally pulled my under-T-shirt up as well, I tried to pull it back down hoping that no one noticed, and while I was doing this I noticed some school buses at W Park like an elementary school was having a field trip; and I suddenly remembered a fictional hidden walking trail in W Park that has been in a few of my past dreams, and I remembered going there with either my former classmate CW and/or another woman who looked like her who had whitish colored skin with long straight brownish colored hair I think.

In my memories of this fictional hidden walking trail it seemed that my former classmate CW and/or another woman and I were dating each time and we were walking/sitting/talking/spending time together in this hidden walking trail that is hard to find, and in this hidden walking trail was a nice sitting area with nice plants/flowers near it and several nice areas where you can walk.

I decided that I would go searching for the hidden walking trail after I finished shopping, I really wanted to explore it and I could feel my feelings from those past memories, and I wondered what happened to my former classmate CW and/or another woman who were in those memories; and I wanted to find her or them as well.

I knew that there were two ways to reach the hidden walking trail with one way being find inside W Park and the other way being found inside a neighborhood walking trail near the street that leads to the D High School, and so I went of my memories trying to remember where both entrances were; but I woke up.

The end,

-John Jr

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