Dream Entry no. 1

Date: 9/11/2019

How would you feel if you saw a friend coming out of the woods bloody and had gone crazy? I was a young boy using a wooden board sliding down a hill for fun. I was with another boy my age. We were racing up and down the hill. A boy a year or two older than us appeared from top the hill. His hatred you can hear from his voice and you can see from his eyes. I was nervous. But I stood my ground. He was talking about his territory and that we shouldn't be playing around his territory. My eyebrows moved to indicate confusion. "This is not your territory, is it?" I asked. Surprisingly, my voice was calm. He opened his mouth to speak but an adult answered instead. I forgot what he said but boy did that man pinched a nerve on our bully. He went bat shit crazy, throwing a fit. The grown adult pulled me and my friend away from him. Next thing I knew, I saw my friend walking out from the woods with no pants on and his crotch bloody. He kept on repeating one word: "pasta".