"I threw some kind of dust at this person, and the dust had some kind of paralyzing effect, it made me sick or something. Then everybody found out the world was going to end in eight days, or something like that, but life went on completely normal. I had an incredibly weird feeling; I did not want to die, but I wasn't scared and I was somewhat accepting, but not completely. As the time to die came closer, I became more scared.

There was this part where I was in an old teacher's class, and she told me to get some kind of voting ballot, so I went somewhere, it was high, like a tower I think, maybe not but it seemed high, and I couldn't find it, then all these people came to help me find it. Then there was this other part, can hardly remember, where there was this dividing line of this hill and I was walking up it. This was close to the end of the world, and I was thinking how the human race had been around so long, and now all of it was going to end so fast, and I felt so sad. It was weird, I was talking about that, and I really was sad about that, but I also had a deep fear for myself, but that fear was deep, the human race ending seemed more apparent. There was a part where a dust was following me and I was running from it, I can't remember if that had something to do with the world ending.

At the end, the world was very close to ending, and Homer Simpson was in a movie store, and he had a book that said, "You should run" or something, and he said, "Once the world starts to end, start to run. Maybe some of us can survive." I went to sleep that night, or something, and I woke up and on the news, I just saw it there was no TV, there was a reporter saying, "The world will not be ending. It seemed that everybody ran when it happened, so it stamped out the dust and prevented the end." Then there was a great visual of a dust-covered Earth, and the dust blowing away revealing a bright green and blue planet, and that felt very good. I thought about how I would get to grow up, and I was happy about that."

I haven't remembered a dream in awhile; there was one other but I did not want to write about it. But this one was weird, because I wouldn't classify it as a bad dream but it most certainly wasn't good either. I do have to say, it did feel very good when I learned the world wasn't ending.