But heres the dream that got me.
Okay,
me, my cousins and sister were on the cough and than these men came and took us. They took us and we all separated, and I all of a sudden landed in a room. This man was planning on torturing me, so I got a axe and chopped his head off, and walked away. I grabbed a rubbish bin and chopped the rest of him up and threw the pieces in the bin. Than I left the room and walked into another room, trying to look for my cousins and sister. I opened the door, and all of sudden I was in a white room with four orange chairs, and three were occupied so I sat in the empty one, and when I looked up, I saw them, my cousins and sister. ( My cousins are girls ) I looked at my sister and for some reason I knew that she had been raped, and she was bruised badly, she had a black eye and a badly bruised face, and than when I looked at my 2 cousins, the’re tounges had been cut out and blood was flowing down their chins and they were trying to talk. And than, I went to the man who had taken my sister, he was there for some reason, but I didnt see him at all when I entered the room, anyways I went up to him, and I chopped his head off with the axe I had, and than threw his body in a bin near me. Than the man who had hurt my cousins, he was in a freezer so I locked him in there and when he was frozen, I went inside and grabbed his body, and dragged it outside. I chopped his head off too, and instead of blood, this yellowish yucky thing came out and his body was black. So I chopped him up in little pieces, and threw it in the bin. Than I walked to my cousins and sister, sat down on the chair and smiled.

The thing that disturbs me is that I actually felt sorry for the men, and why did it happen to me? Why did I kill them? I was the youngest there but I killed them. What does this mean? What does this dream mean about my life?