A dream just like all the other dreams high in emotion and graphic.
It was nighttime and i was with my squad our stress was high but it was normal people standing around smoking and joking. Our packs were in a line all orginiased with our flack jackets and our weapons were with us the desert air was warm but a welcome relafe form the scorching desert sun that was on the moring. Were were just waiting for the word to move out and we would leave the wire and head to combat a small fire fight just like all the other ones where we get shot at and shoot back somtimes we could see the Taliban get shot and fall threw our acogs and wonder who shot him, some men in our squad always clam that they were the ones that hit him and brag loudly but deep down you know when it was you that took somones life.

these were all the emotion on feelings i felt in my dream it was real because it happened but then it got strange

I was suddenly no longer viewing the men and view a know so well but i was on a train that looked like it traveled threw hell. The train was still moving fast and the outside was dark nighttime seen of a desert but the on the inside of the train it was death. The train carts were riddled with bullets and stank of the dead and gunsmoke not a single window wasnt shot and the cart had small moon lite streeming threw the bullet holes, it was like the train passed a firing squad and the opened up with everything they had.
 But that wasnt the part that massed my mind up.
on the train was littered with body's of Marines and one man the leader was walking threw the corpse looking for at least one living. The emotion i felt was sadness utter despair Of why could i not go with my men. Finally he sat down on one of the seats that had no one in it and put his m16 in his mouth and pulled the trigger.
Then i was back with my suad puting on our plate carrirers and moving out.

After that i woke up my kitty jumped on top of me i must have bend talking or screaming in my sleep. the emotion i felt was like no other i felt i like i was the man in the train it was scary thats why i desid to make this just to put it out there becuse i my self do not know whats going on but it is best i put my deams down in words. on the 30th it will be one year form me being back form Afghanistan maybe that why my nightmares are increasing or something else.