Last night I had a dream and in this dream I was in a a grave yard. Zombies rose from their graves. I fainted. When I awoke, I found myself in a library. This library and shelves upon shelves of books and a large container filled with green liquid. The container had what seemed like a Siberian Husky in it.
I walked over to the contairner and a voice said. "It's in-bombing fluid in case you're wondering." It was amuscular zombie with a silver spiked collar around his neck and a book in his hands. He rolled his eyes oever towards me. I noticed his eyes where completley white and wondered if he could see. "Ah-ar-are you gonna eat me?" I asked him. He replied with: "If I was gonna eat you I would have done it already." I then said. ""You're talking to me. Aren't you one of them?" "A zombie. I guess you could say that." He replied. I then thought to myself. "Wait a minute. Zombies can't talk!" I then asked him. "What exactly are you?" He replied with: "I don't really know for sure. As far as you know I am a zombie which is basically a walking corpse. Yo be honest with you. One night night I just woke up and I couldn't remember a thing. I just followed the sounds of a wandering pack of zombies. At first I seemed to fit in with the pack but then things changed."

I guess it means that before you were going with the crowd and trying to blend in but now you are becoming more independent

and for the husky jar- maybe it means that you are going to "leave the pack" any time now

The books- probably all the stress in your life building up

Yeah this could totally be wrong but I kinda wanted to try. Hope it helps (even if it's a little)

I HAVE HAD SO MANY VIVID DREAMS THAT I REMEMBER IN EXACT DETAIL AND I CANNOT FIGURE OUT THEIR MEANINGS!!! I WILL POST HERE IF YOU DON'T MINDDD!!!

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