Okay, last night, I drempt that my family was taking a trip to Afghanistan. When we got there, we couldn't take certain items with us. And then we got onto a tour bus for the city. The city had lego buildings and up in the hills were ruins. Then the bus stopped, and we were forced to get off. Some scary guy with a gun started shooting it upward into the heavens, screaming "Go home! Go home!" Then he started shooting our direction. It seemed I was frozen in my place and could not move, but finally, I moved around behind the bus to use it as a shield. As, I couldn't believe what was happening, something right out of Run, Lola, Run (a German film) happened. The dream started over again from the airport. Only, this time we were assaulted right before we got onto the bus. I don't remember much after that, since I think I woke up, a little bit shaken by my dream.
