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What do you think of this dream I had?

I was visiting South Africa with my parents and my dad turned into a Hulk and some black kids started shooting at him and a race war broke out. There was an army of black kids with AK-47s, they were shooting at White people around me, but not at me. Suddenly, I grabbed an AK-47, only it was a little toy, from one of the kids and pointed it at him and scared him shitless and there were some black mothers and children running past me. I had a black kid at gun point and one of the mothers was begging to spare their lives. I told them I'll be kind and spare the women and children, so long as they don't shoot at me. So the kid took off running and they all just kept running past me and no one shot at me. Then suddenly I saw Mandela with an Asian wife on the otherside of the water. Just laying on the ground unarmed, looking right at me. I shot at him 3 times but kept missing, until finally I got him in the head with the little pellets. It was enough to make him bleed. He fell to the ground, Asian Winnie was crying over him, and the army of black kids and now adults stopped shooting, because their leader was now out of the equation. And I started saying, "That was easy. You wanna stop an army, you gotta take out their leader." Then my mom told me to toss the gun, and she said, "I'll protect you, but let's go sit next to him so he doesn't suspect you're the one who shot him." I thought I killed him, but apparently I didn't kill him or he came back to life, despite being shot in the head. My mom was sitting right next to him and I was right next to my mom, watching an Asian Winnie tend to a wounded Mandela, who was alive and in bad shape, but slowly starting to come around.

What do you think of this dream I had?
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