I had a dream I was being held for ransom
 

It was pretty disturbing. I was in this foreign hotel that was being raided by criminals and I just went on the floor and into a "don't hurt me" position, and the one guy shot me in the left ear, and I was bleeding profusely. They then took me in a truck to their camp. One of the guys was really nice, but the leader was a big bastard. Somehow I had my guitar there and he broke it. I was really pissed. A female in the group took sympathy for me and we started to escape and the guy shot our car up with a shotgun. Right when we got to a dead end the dream ended.

Freaking scary shit.

That would probably scare the crap out of me too.

I like never have creepy dreams though, I've had to nightmares that I can remember.

In one my brother shot himself in the head, while I watched from a window screaming.

In the other a crazy killer killed my grandma's friend by sticking salad forks into her temples. Then he would write poems and get them published int he paper. All the poems had hidden meaning which said that he would kill me if I told what had happened. Everyone thought the poems were the most beautiful things ever and didn't get why I hated them.

Spielberg should make this movie.

I had a strange dream recently- Dave, this unnecessarily violent and evil wanker I went to school with, stole my bicycle. Which is weird because I don't actually own a bicycle anymore. Anyway, I wrestled the bike from him and rode off in escape, as he chased, and then I woke up. The real, non-dream Dave once tried to suffocate me with a can of anti-perspirant.

That's a lot of effort for ten bucks.

Sounds like Dave has issues...

Oh, he does, but he works in a supermarket now and I go to college, so the joke's on him.