Eric Ryan

I had a dream that I wanted to write down so I found this site and registered.It is odd that now I would think of this dream from 15 yrs ago.It was the only dream I can remember that was like this,and I remember it well due to the lack of dreams and very few I remember.

  I was single,living reckless and only with my dog and cat.It seemed every year was same where work was concerned,having 7 days a week demanded in good seasons with no work at all in the winter holiday season.This particular year was a little more stressful as I had moved to different city,home,and bought my first house.It only got weirder as I had a dream purly from imagination about equipment and soldiers that have no existence I know of in this world.

  I had been off a few weeks to move and got all situated about the time my boss said that the work dried up.This was added stress,a quick reminder of how little savings I had to make it through emergency times,and I couldnt sleep with no work to make my body tired.The days on end tossing and turning and waking 3-4hours after laying down fighting to get that were making my life feel the pain of what life looked like for my future.It was before the marriage and child I had,in fairness,I was a no nothing upper 20's kid that thought most of my life was over.

  I started out my dream in a home I didnt know,and with four or five military dressed people that obviously counted on me as well as futuristic weapon to stay alive.When I say futuristic,I am referring to a large rifle that was bulky with odd connections and wires that pluged into our outfitted suit with headset and communication.I was just starting to get away from the inside of this house when these weapons I had seen were also held by several people out front shooting into the building we occupied.

  I felt the vibration of this electric bolt going through this second floor as I head downstairs and out of the building.Its always something in dreams that always clues me into knowing its a dream,but this dream full of things that told me this wanst real still felt so real it had my heartbeat raised and sweat poured of my body.I felt the bolt of this gun at the same time I could see what appeared like a video game screen that my enemy was looking at as they fired into the house I was in.As I said,It was a dream that had so many clues that this want real. 

  The time was now as I leave the now burnt house behind me and am running toward buildings my team of soldiers had fled for.This was where I first encountered the damage these large guns did.It had no bullet,no projectile that was loaded,and only a strong bolt of electric feet long came out.It evaporated anything where it was shot by enough space and strength to remove a 6ft by 6ft hole missing from anywhere on the buildings the gun was shot at.I mean all the way through the house top or bottom like swiss cheese.

  Finally,I got my hands on one of these big guns and was looking at this tv screen that showed an x-ray of the people and movements made around me.This was about when I shot this gun,and whoa..Now I am awake,and what the hell was all that about in the first place.