<span>I was building an atomic weapon. It was somewhat little in size, and a "military" green shading encasing. The odd thing was that it was shockingly straightforward for an atomic weapon (I know a considerable amount about atomic material science and weapons for my age, genuinely). Everything was so certain, I could perceive how everything worked and went together, piece by piece. After I had built it, we cleared out it in a field and pushed a couple of miles away to test it. I was with a young lady (who I know, yet I can't review the face from my fantasy :( ), that is in my review and I am great companions with. Indeed, we experienced the test grouping, and nothing happened, the weapon neglected to go off. We drove back to it to look at it and see what wasn't right. Very quickly I saw a wire that hadn't gotten associated with a VERY vital part. I associated the wire, and the weapon went off. I saw the enormous fire ball before me, and was flabbergasted that there was no stable from the blast!! The fireball was enormous, green, and seemed, by all accounts, to be isolated into three sections. It thumped the young lady I was with and myself level, however didn't execute us. The Weapon executed everybody in the adjacent town (it was simply the city I live in), however and this young lady, who ought to have been the first to be murdered. I recollect NOT being astounded at the way that I was alive, yet that the green grass was not chared or slaughtered. I spent whatever is left of the fantasy attempting to make sense of why this young lady and myself didn't have radiation harming, which we ought to have in any event kicked the bucket from.<span> </span></span>
I had the strangest dream last night. It was a dream that ‘shock me the bones’. I tried very much to forget about Jane, but the more I tried, the more I found myself thinking about her even though she is dead. Last night, I slumped onto my bed trying to fathom who to ever fall in love with again, suddenly something happened.
I became asleep and saw Jane clothed in blood from the crown of her head to the soles of her feet. Parts of her teeth were replaced with scary ones as those in horror movies. I felt impelled to rescue her; I started tiptoeing towards the cage she was chained in but a very big black scary growling hyena boomed out of nowhere.
At seeing it first, the Hyena was breathing heavily and staring at me from a distance, like one who is surprised but satisfied at what he is seeing. I felt afraid the more.
By this time I was covered in my sweats like a child with its clothes just deepen out of water. I insisted I must help her. As it was about to jump toward us, I woke up sweating heavily. I regretted loving Jane.
Economy goes down, no job. Banks have no profit, no money. No money, no paid bills, and it all goes downward from there. Depends on the story, if he improved from this then he saw that during this great time he needed to change himself, and it motivated him to try harder, if he became sad and didn't improve, what was said up there explains why and how its affected him.
