3 o clock

I dreamt last night a friend and I killed 2 people. We shot them, It was in school, it was nothing like a columbine thing. I can’t remember why we did it, but we did. Then I had to get rid of the bodies, I put them into see through plastic bags, however when I did this they bodies were like half the size they normally were. I didn’t know where to take it, I was walking past teachers hiding the bag behind me, walking past students holding the bag away from them, I knew big Richard would know what to do. I went looking for him, I found this person with longish hair at a computer, I was waiting for them to turn around, I thought it was Richard, but it turned slightly and I saw it had lipstick and mascara and it was actually a blonde woman. I ran off in case she saw the bodies, in the end I put the bodies in the school bins near the kitchens and covered them with rubbish, then I got 3 cans of alcohol from the school kitchen and proceeded to get drunk. I sat there with my friend covered in blood saying, “its always good to drown your sorrows” then I woke up. I then thought in a semi conscious state of mind, if I was to kill someone I could cut them up into small pieces and get rid of them in school bins bit by bit, as this would decrease the chance of getting caught. Then I got out of bed and found I had to be in work for 2 o clock, that’s such a gutting feeling.

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