I did have some unpleasant dreams, but I wouldn't classify them as nightmares, as they didn't make me scream or run in panic to my parent's bedroom. They merely made me squirm and frown in disgust...
Beginning of dream:
I happened to be prowling around my older brother's room - like I sometimes tend to do - and I looked out the window, for there was a rumbling sound and the things which occupied my brother's room started to vibrate. I was sightly confused to see fighter plans flying over the sea and heading in my direction. My confusion adjusted into the more appropriate emotion of complete horror, as I noticed the enemy's symbol displayed proudly on the planes' wings.
I ran for they were the enemy and they were laying a plague of bullets at my brother's window. I retreated to my friends house and we hoped to seek shelter from our mortal enemies; to no avail for they quickly rounded us up. I tried to make another phenomenal escape out the sitting room window, but within seconds I was rounded up by those hard working soldiers.
Conclusion of dream.
All I can say is-"Damn those hard working soldiers..."
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