The boy in the Striped Pajamas

Last night I watched the movie "The boy in the striped pajamas." It was powerful. Extremely powerful. It infiltrated my dreams.

I kept replaying the last scenes over and over. On top of that, I changed it a bit. There was a boy who was living in a different time. I couldn't say if it was the past or future, but it was strange and odd. He had to run away from authority. He kept using his quick wits and cunning to get out of difficult situations. He hid in a can. He kept finding friends who would help him out. But the scene kept replaying over and over also. It was so detailed but I can't remember the details at the moment.