I went to the local high school with my fellow trainee (Erik) and then we were locked in this one classroom and we couldnt get out. A lunch lady who had had a fight with the woman that locked us in the room came to our rescue and freed us. Erik and I then ran from the school and somewhere along the way we realized that the army was trying to kill us. We hid out on top of two houses until the soldiers began closing in on our location.
We realized that the only way to get away from the Salvadoran army was to escape to Guatemala. We began to make our way north, with the army close on our trail. Finally, we reached Guatemala. We stood in line for the bus, boarded, paid 50 cents, and when we got off we were in NEw York.
THIS....my friends, is one of the side effects of taking antimalarial medications. My dreams have become a lot more vivid (cant complain about all of them, haha) and some are so scary!!
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Wow! I was just about to start believing you! Thank goodness you're alright.
ReplyDeleteLOL don't think its the meds...just you :)
ReplyDeleteshut up! it's the meds...lol
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