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If you want to read a long-ish epic, bloody ass, prophetic story about exploding heads, bodies burnt to crisps, and the jonas brothers, please continue


Since I have enough time to type the full event, i'll take effort in remembering all of the details.


I was on the lawn of my highschool, and it was the last day until summer. The bell had rung and school was out. Kids were chatting, laughing, running around, care-free. I remember looking at somebody when I heard an unsettling, cracking thud. All of the windows in the school suddenly busted, and flames started flailing out, licking the sides of the bricks and falling debris coming out of the higher windows. I started hearing screams, coming from inside the building and from the crowds of kids around me. Girls at first screamed, then guys as they started running to the road. "A gas line under the school just ****ING exploded!", A man yelled at us as he ran out of the building, his shirt ripped and bleeding everywhere. There was debris flying through the air, kids crying, calling 9-1-1 on their cellphones, calling parents. The middle level of the school was on fire first, but I saw the black smoke rising to the upper levels. I was traumatised. (I think, lol.)
I heard the wailing of ambulances and firetrucks twenty seconds later. I looked past the trees to the main road and saw siren lights flashing and fire trucks. I stared back to the school. The fire was getting worse. "Where are the people inside?" I wondered. My best friend was standing next to me. "Im going to find Becky." He told me as he started walking to the crowded road where she was. "I'll be back."
I turned around back to the school, sweating profusely. the heat from the fires was intense. My eyes started swelling up.
About 5 seconds later I heard another cracking thud, and i thought another section of the school had a pipe explode. It was followed by more screams, but they were all coming from behind me. I turned around. At the road, students had gathered near a firetruck that had stopped.
I instantly noticed the blood smeared on its front fender. Policemen and kids were gathered around something lying on the ground near the front of the truck. Some were crying, some swearing, some rushing towards it. I ran over and looked down at what everybody else was looking at. Smeared on the side of the road, was my friend. His head had split in two. I choked. My head began to spin, and my vision blurred. I looked at the front of the firetruck. It was stained with blood. It was obvious he was crossing the road when the firetruck turned and slammed into him. He was dead. I sat on the sidewalk, amid the loud nouses, the crackling fires of the school, the screams, the wailing sirens. The paramedics rushed out of ambulances, and, starting with my friend, began picking up bodies, ones that fell out windows, kids that fainted, etc.

"Oh ****," I heard a fireman say as he spat, looking up at the school. "they're not going to make it."

I heard muffled screams coming from the upper levels, so naturally I looked up. Through the broken glass of a 4th floor window, I could see teachers and students gathered at the opening, gasping for air, pushing each other, trying to avoid the smoke and flames. In the room they were in, I saw the ceiling had been ripped apart, and a bunch of loose sparking wires were hanging down from it.

Another gas pipe exploded in the 4th floor, this time, everybody watching. The people at the window disappeared, yelling, into a burst of white and red fire. Bodies instantly started falling from all windows, all on fire, all alive, all screaming, flailing, landing with a CRACK on the pavement below. It had to be a 60 foot drop.
Parents started to arrive at the school, one or two at first, then 5, then 10, then thirty. Soon, a crowd of adults and children alike started gathering at the main road. The policemen told them to get into their cars, to get into them now. Nobody did. One of the cops, teary-eyed and red-faced, raised his pistol into the air and gave off a shot. Everybody ducked and ran to their cars.

By this time (I think) the hoses of the firemen killed off the last of the flames. I walked over towards the sidewalk near the school (The police had set up perimeters around it, so this was as close as it could get). The whole place looked like a scene from hell. Black oil had spilled from most of the entrances. That was from the pipe line exploding, I thought at the time. It had blood and body parts lying in it. The areas outside the windows on the walls had, you guessed it, blood smears and blackened debris all over it, but I’m sure the rooms inside were much worse. The front lawn was littered with smoking bodies and parts, most of them charred to crisps.

I was walking away when it hit me. I had forgot my cellphone that day. No doubt my parents saw the news, tried to call me, couldn’t reach me, and figured I had died in the explosions. They thought I was dead. I was dead. I passed out.

I woke up (in my dream) in a hospital. I was screaming, asking the doctors what happened, were my other friends okay, etc. The nurses bent over my bed and tried telling me there was no fire, you’re okay, it was just a dream, you slipped and passed out during class, etc.
In the corner of the hospital room, my friends backpack was propped up against the wall. It was open. Inside of it, my friend’s split head stared out at me with blanked eyes.


I woke up and started listening to the jonas brothers
Last edited by Dintino at Jul 24, 2009,
#3
Sigmund Freud thinks youre gay.
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#4
This belongs in the metal forum
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#5
Yup you're definitely gay...
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#6
Cool story, bro.
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#10
It actually fit well with "Waiting For November" by DevilDriver since I had that playing while I actually read it. Good song for chaos.
mmmmmmhmmm

That's exactly what I've been trying to say.

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#11
I'll chip in! Last night, I had this dream. I was in Thailand, going to some sort of school. There were like 5 of us in the class, including this one girl who I have a very complicated relationship with (long story). I really wanted to hop on a plane and get back to the United States, but I couldn't, because I had several kilograms of cocaine in my bag. For some reason, I couldn't or just wouldn't ditch the bag/sell the yayo. So I was stuck in Bangkok. That's about all I can remember; interpretations are welcome.

TL;DR I had a dream I was in Thailand with a bag full of cocaine and a pocket full of dreams.
#13
TL;DR

also if it fitsinto trhe conversation i once had a dream i was like semi-dead and being controlled by script kiddies...

hard to explain.....
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#14
you know if it happens...we'll come after YOU
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#15
cos that wasnt copied and pasted out of the **** thats happened at school thread...
#17
funny... nightmare?

that is impossible.
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#19
the wall omfg its gna fall!
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#22
Duuuude. Thats an AWESOME story. Movie-deal worthy.

And to follow the crowds,

Cool Story, Bro.
#23
cool dream
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#24
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I woke up and started listening to the jonas brothers
omg you where still dreaming

that ,ust have been a terrible nightmare.
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#25
I was half-expecting to get Bel Air-ed actually...

But that actually makes for an interesting story. Wanna sell me your dreams?

EDIT:

Oh, and inb4

Cool dream, bro.
Last edited by NakedInTheRain at Jul 24, 2009,
#27
sounds like you're hiding latent homosexual urge towards your friend in the dream. the firetruck is your penis and his head being split represents his anus.

ah screw it i'm going to jog.


Edit: fire changed to firetruck
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I agree. I was excited about jumping in to proclaim my love for nice c0ck.
Last edited by chinkjason09 at Jul 24, 2009,
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sounds like you're hiding latent homosexual urge towards your friend in the dream. the fire is your penis and his head being split represents his anus.

ah screw it i'm going to jog.


wat.
#29
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wat.



crap i meant firetruck
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I agree. I was excited about jumping in to proclaim my love for nice c0ck.
#30
SEE! See what happes when you listen to the f*cking Jonas Brothers!?!? You have these wierd, f*cked-up dreams!


GODDAMN FUCKING JONAS BROTHERS!!
#32
Dude thats awesome sounds like something youd see in a metal music video
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#35
thinkmaybe we should get a dream thread? maybe?


Lexanedit: read it, pretty ****ed up and cool.
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#36
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I'll chip in! Last night, I had this dream. I was in Thailand, going to some sort of school. There were like 5 of us in the class, including this one girl who I have a very complicated relationship with (long story). I really wanted to hop on a plane and get back to the United States, but I couldn't, because I had several kilograms of cocaine in my bag. For some reason, I couldn't or just wouldn't ditch the bag/sell the yayo. So I was stuck in Bangkok. That's about all I can remember; interpretations are welcome.

TL;DR I had a dream I was in Thailand with a bag full of cocaine and a pocket full of dreams.


Cocaine
To dream that you are taking cocaine, indicates that you are feeling empty and devoid of emotions. You are looking to get out of your commitments or denying your responsibilities. You lack ambition. On a more positive note, the dream may be telling you that you need to be more lively and energetic.

Oh and cool dream bro!
#37
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That kinda scared me...


somebody hold me, please.


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#40
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Can a brotha get a TL;DR



just read it. a TLR probably wont make sense.
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