A Broken Dream
                           By Mars.

A dream is a strange thing isn't it? Stranger still when you look at it from a different view. If you know what the dream is about then does it have deeper meaning? I recall a dream I had several years back when I was in Junior High. I was oppressed, bullied, and picked on. I fought back against the people who sought to hurt me, this is what gave rise to the dream. All the hurt and pain, the school that was like a prison, and the joy that i felt when I realized that I could do something about the people who hurt me. The dream was actually that a dream. Not an idea, not a thought, but an actual dream that came to me in the night. It was only a fraction, but I knew the entire story. I was locked in a room on the second floor of an old school, a piece of old concrete in my hand. I take the concrete and smash it through the window climbing down the drainpipe.
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