Dreams that I hope would remain as dreams - I

This is a dream I had in... around June, I think. This one left me with so much impression that I still remember it until now. Moreover, there're several dreams that somehow are interconnected with each others.

They're just dreams, that's all. Nightmares, to be exact.

Well, readers, it's up to you to believe me or not. But I really had this dream, it's not some fiction I created.

-Day I-

It was a war. A big war, all across the world. There is nothing but few safe place. Even children, young teenagers were fighting, not for the country, instead for their lives. Houses were used as those students-turn-guerilla soldiers' bases. Teenagers were holding guns. At times enemies would come, trying to push down gates of houses, which were defended by the residents. It was a horrible sight, when those kids, in last desperate attempt, just shot repeatedly to the street beyond the gate, without even dare to open their eyes and aim. It's all to evacuate the kindergartens and the primary students to a safe place by military truck, so older children were defending that residential area. At quiet times the smaller children would lined up to the vehicles, accompanied by the teachers and mothers. Over time, the older children evacuated as well. But their future was unknown.