Killing a Friend

Date: 12/13/2016

A dream from long ago (before I started keeping journals). I remembered a small bit of it so this entry will be short. - - - - Me and my classmates (from middle school) were sitting in class, doing our work and listening to the teacher. Suddenly a group of people bust down the door and starts shooting people. I was able to rush and dodge some bullets until I reached a corner. I recognize some of them from another class so I assumed they all were from another class. Some students from our class pulled out their own guns and started shooting the other class. I was one of them. While shooting I look down and find one of my close friends crawling towards me for help, having been shot. This is when I become somewhat lucid. However, I wasn't quite in control of my movements. Even so, my actions still didn't make sense. Because in this little 'gun war' he was on my side, lucid or not. I had shot him, one bullet in the head and he was dead. - - - - Even in the dream, being lucid, I questioned why I had done it. I held no hatred towards him, he was my friend. I'd like to ask for opinions? ;-;