Dream 11.12.19

It was during the Vietnam War. I was in an underground refugee camp. It felt more like a torture bunker. All around me were Hmong people, starving, crying for help, mentally insane, and dead bodies all around. We lived in our own feces, defecation in every corner of the bunker. There were detached body parts and limbs piled in the corners of the room with random human legs, arms, and detached heads. Hmong people were skinny to the bone. They were framed by their ribs and bones, almost completely skeletal. Eye sockets popping out like a pimple on a face. I saw two of my cousins and they were so weak, as was I. I cried, mourning for the loss of all the other Hmong people in the bunker. I cried wondering where my parents are, where m sisters are... I cried thinking we were going to die and no one was going to know where we were. There was a stairway leading up to this door in the ceiling and I noticed a small light coming through. I crawled my way up and just gently pushed the door... They forgot to lock it! I noticed one of the guards coming and afraid that this was our only chance to escape, I screamed for my two cousins to run and climb out. They, along with a few others, rushed out. I was pulled back into the underground bunker by the guards and beaten... They pulled me by the hair and threw me against the mud walls, telling me that they were going to kill me. They cut my arm, my legs, slapped and kicked me. I cried for my family. For my cousins. For any kind of help. I was too weak to fight back. They left me there and told me they are coming back to cut me into a million pieces. I was alone for a second and suddenly a woman came to the medal bars and handed me a pair of keys. Without hesitation I forced out of me every piece of strength I had left and unlocked the door and ran for my life. I was all bloody, blood dripping from my mouth and nose. A few guards were yelling and chasing after me but I ran and ran like no tomorrow. I ran towards this park and saw my two cousins waving from afar. The faster I ran the distance between us grew. Somehow I just ended right back in the bunker with the other dead bodies. It was just this repeating cycle as if someone picked me up and put me back in there. I cried and cried and banged on the door. No matter how many times I tried to escape, no matter how close I got to my cousins I just ended right back in the bunker. This happened a few times... On my last attempt I escaped again and ran to a random park in the forest. I saw my cousins again and I screamed for help. They ran towards me and I remember just hugging them. Crying so bad because I was so scared the guards were behind me. I was so scared I was going to close my eyes and end up in the bunker again...

I woke up..still sniffling from my dream.