High School Humiliation and Ice Creamfication [6:13 AM 7/7/2025]
[I never really post anything, especially personal, so I decided to change that and upload this here for anyone interested, or just because a part of me wanted to secure a legacy of some sort because of this existential dream]
This fucking nightmare I just had a few minutes ago just fucked me up. Like completely. And it came out of nowhere. While it certainly could be described as an unpleasant dream, it wasn’t a nightmare until the very end, when it completely blindsided me.
I was back at my high school from years ago, with things being pretty much the same, perhaps a few changed details here or there, but spot on for the most part. I was alone, I was being ignored, I was being subtly treated like shit on the bottom of everyone’s shoes that they wiped away and pretended never existed. The loser of losers.
The girl I had a crush on just existed in a completely different reality as she was surrounded by friends and had a boyfriend who was me, but better in every way, and that’s not even a dream thing, it’s actually what happened.
And I ran into my old “friend,” who was never actually my friend, I just existed for him to pick on subtly because I was too stupid to notice, and he had completely changed. Evolved into this superior being. He had never been unattractive, of course, but now, he was genuinely beautiful. Tall, handsome, with lush hair, popular, loved by all, etc. It was insane. Even I called him beautiful, and he went ‘Yeah,” and just nodded and continued on. At least he wasn’t picking on me at the moment. Just completely mogging me into the 5th dimension. I never stood a chance.
And worst of all, I left my phone behind with all embarrassing shit on it, as I panicked and walked back to the cafeteria and found another group of kids messing with it as they went on my internet history and saw all the embarrassing shit I was into and photos, etc. I have never felt so humiliated in my life. I just wanted to melt away. The only good part is that these kids could be described as losers as well, the group at the bottom of the barrel of the social hierarchy, but unlike me, they at the very least had each other. I had no one. Not a single friend. And surprisingly, while they made fun of me, and clearly looked down on me, they sort of pitied me and took me back with them to their private little base afterward in the school with one of the kids’ somehow convinced the janitor or whoever to lend them their private little room where they had TVs and monitors for them to play games as just hang out in peace, but as the school bell ringed and we walked out, with me once again alone. What happened next shocked me completely.
I was walking alone, heading back home, when I was still at the school grounds, at the parking lots with all the kids talking about their plans and friends and whatever while I was alone, with nothing as usual when all of a sudden, a bright flash of light blinded us and took us completely by surprise, it came from the west and we turned around in the direction of the city, and it was completely horrifying.
A nuclear bomb had been dropped.
This wasn’t a fucking nightmare. THIS WAS REAL. I think I heard the plane that dropped it fly off into safety, but that didn’t matter. We were all left behind. All the kids panicked and ran away, screaming. I didn’t know what to do. I just turned and began to run as well. But suddenly we all collapsed. We were fucking melting. Our fucking legs were jelly as they began to liquify. As I dropped I saw all the other kids, the popular kids, the ones who ignored me, treated me like shit, had infinitely better lives, beautiful, tall, loved, etc. all melt away into fucking ice cream screaming in agony. The bomb didn’t care. It melted them all the same. But I couldn’t focus on it because it was happening to me too.
I have never felt so helpless. There was nothing I could do. My arms melted away into ice cream right in front of me, but shockingly, I never screamed, maybe I couldn’t, but I didn’t feel fear, I wasn’t afraid of the pain, or dying, not really. What truly terrified me was what happened next.
I died. And there was nothing. No Heaven. No Hell. Just darkness. As I eventually woke up and was lying on my bed, in my sleeping position, for a few minutes, completely shellshocked.
I haven’t had a dream like this in a long time. It felt too real, way too fucking real. Like it had actually happened. I peered into an alternate reality where WW3 happened, or maybe some fucking future where there was a high school reunion or something, I don’t know. But what scared me wasn’t the social isolation or humiliation, the nuclear bomb, the melting away, the sheared flesh, the screaming, the utter helplessness, or even dying. It was the fact that there was nothing at the end. No meaning. No catharsis for all my pain and suffering. Nothing. It was all meaningless. Don’t you get that? NOTHING!!! THERE IS NOTHING!!! I LIVED AND DIED FOR NOTHING!!!
And not even just because of me. But all these other kids and people, too. All these beautiful people, popular, full of life, and potential, and an actual future unlike me, they all died in complete terror and agony. I remember seeing their sheer panic and helplessness as they cried for their mothers, melting away into ice cream goop. Like… WHA IS THIS?!
I don’t fucking get it. This life is a complete fucking joke! But that’s just how I fucking felt, how I still feel after reeling from it. I don’t fucking know. All I do know, is that was a fucking experience for sure. It made me realize how meaningless everything really is, all our pain, all our joy, all our supposed differences, the only ones who won in this scenario were those fucking pilots who got away, but even then, I don’t blame them, not really. It’s the fucking assholes who ordered it that I blame. Those are the real fuckers who cause all this pain and suffering for their benefit and they wouldn’t give a shit about a bunch of melted kids at a high school from nowhere.
It's just… *Sigh*… I don’t know… Just tiring. So tiring… All my life, it was completely worthless. A fucking joke. I realize how much I’ve wasted and missed. But even then, what did it truly matter? Everything I was melted away into fucking ice cream, save as the rest of those kids, assholes and all. I don’t fucking know. I just know what I saw, what I felt, and what I experienced with this text I’ve just written. It just feels like a sick joke. We live just to die. Is that really it? Just death? If so, I frankly wish I had never been born at all.
But that’s pretty much it.
[I never really post anything, especially personal, so I decided to change that and upload this here for anyone interested, or just because a part of me wanted to secure a legacy of some sort because of this existential dream]
This fucking nightmare I just had a few minutes ago just fucked me up. Like completely. And it came out of nowhere. While it certainly could be described as an unpleasant dream, it wasn’t a nightmare until the very end, when it completely blindsided me.
I was back at my high school from years ago, with things being pretty much the same, perhaps a few changed details here or there, but spot on for the most part. I was alone, I was being ignored, I was being subtly treated like shit on the bottom of everyone’s shoes that they wiped away and pretended never existed. The loser of losers.
The girl I had a crush on just existed in a completely different reality as she was surrounded by friends and had a boyfriend who was me, but better in every way, and that’s not even a dream thing, it’s actually what happened.
And I ran into my old “friend,” who was never actually my friend, I just existed for him to pick on subtly because I was too stupid to notice, and he had completely changed. Evolved into this superior being. He had never been unattractive, of course, but now, he was genuinely beautiful. Tall, handsome, with lush hair, popular, loved by all, etc. It was insane. Even I called him beautiful, and he went ‘Yeah,” and just nodded and continued on. At least he wasn’t picking on me at the moment. Just completely mogging me into the 5th dimension. I never stood a chance.
And worst of all, I left my phone behind with all embarrassing shit on it, as I panicked and walked back to the cafeteria and found another group of kids messing with it as they went on my internet history and saw all the embarrassing shit I was into and photos, etc. I have never felt so humiliated in my life. I just wanted to melt away. The only good part is that these kids could be described as losers as well, the group at the bottom of the barrel of the social hierarchy, but unlike me, they at the very least had each other. I had no one. Not a single friend. And surprisingly, while they made fun of me, and clearly looked down on me, they sort of pitied me and took me back with them to their private little base afterward in the school with one of the kids’ somehow convinced the janitor or whoever to lend them their private little room where they had TVs and monitors for them to play games as just hang out in peace, but as the school bell ringed and we walked out, with me once again alone. What happened next shocked me completely.
I was walking alone, heading back home, when I was still at the school grounds, at the parking lots with all the kids talking about their plans and friends and whatever while I was alone, with nothing as usual when all of a sudden, a bright flash of light blinded us and took us completely by surprise, it came from the west and we turned around in the direction of the city, and it was completely horrifying.
A nuclear bomb had been dropped.
This wasn’t a fucking nightmare. THIS WAS REAL. I think I heard the plane that dropped it fly off into safety, but that didn’t matter. We were all left behind. All the kids panicked and ran away, screaming. I didn’t know what to do. I just turned and began to run as well. But suddenly we all collapsed. We were fucking melting. Our fucking legs were jelly as they began to liquify. As I dropped I saw all the other kids, the popular kids, the ones who ignored me, treated me like shit, had infinitely better lives, beautiful, tall, loved, etc. all melt away into fucking ice cream screaming in agony. The bomb didn’t care. It melted them all the same. But I couldn’t focus on it because it was happening to me too.
I have never felt so helpless. There was nothing I could do. My arms melted away into ice cream right in front of me, but shockingly, I never screamed, maybe I couldn’t, but I didn’t feel fear, I wasn’t afraid of the pain, or dying, not really. What truly terrified me was what happened next.
I died. And there was nothing. No Heaven. No Hell. Just darkness. As I eventually woke up and was lying on my bed, in my sleeping position, for a few minutes, completely shellshocked.
I haven’t had a dream like this in a long time. It felt too real, way too fucking real. Like it had actually happened. I peered into an alternate reality where WW3 happened, or maybe some fucking future where there was a high school reunion or something, I don’t know. But what scared me wasn’t the social isolation or humiliation, the nuclear bomb, the melting away, the sheared flesh, the screaming, the utter helplessness, or even dying. It was the fact that there was nothing at the end. No meaning. No catharsis for all my pain and suffering. Nothing. It was all meaningless. Don’t you get that? NOTHING!!! THERE IS NOTHING!!! I LIVED AND DIED FOR NOTHING!!!
And not even just because of me. But all these other kids and people, too. All these beautiful people, popular, full of life, and potential, and an actual future unlike me, they all died in complete terror and agony. I remember seeing their sheer panic and helplessness as they cried for their mothers, melting away into ice cream goop. Like… WHA IS THIS?!
I don’t fucking get it. This life is a complete fucking joke! But that’s just how I fucking felt, how I still feel after reeling from it. I don’t fucking know. All I do know, is that was a fucking experience for sure. It made me realize how meaningless everything really is, all our pain, all our joy, all our supposed differences, the only ones who won in this scenario were those fucking pilots who got away, but even then, I don’t blame them, not really. It’s the fucking assholes who ordered it that I blame. Those are the real fuckers who cause all this pain and suffering for their benefit and they wouldn’t give a shit about a bunch of melted kids at a high school from nowhere.
It's just… *Sigh*… I don’t know… Just tiring. So tiring… All my life, it was completely worthless. A fucking joke. I realize how much I’ve wasted and missed. But even then, what did it truly matter? Everything I was melted away into fucking ice cream, save as the rest of those kids, assholes and all. I don’t fucking know. I just know what I saw, what I felt, and what I experienced with this text I’ve just written. It just feels like a sick joke. We live just to die. Is that really it? Just death? If so, I frankly wish I had never been born at all.
But that’s pretty much it.
