My first dream was me getting ready to go to bed at my dad's house. I was FaceTiming my friend, Aryana, and I wasn't supposed to be. My dad called me over and told me for the next two weeks there wouldn't be school which confused me, but also I'm awake and writing this and I'm still confused if that's true or not.
Anyway, me and Gay Bean (what I cal Aryana) aren't talking about anything in particular, just random shit, I guess. I leave the room and find a bunch of weird shit in the kitchen. This dream, I honestly don't remember a lot of, but my dad's girlfriend was yelling at my dad for the shit, and I was just🧍🏻♀️.
Then I woke up at 4:35.
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This dream started off in a huge movie theatre but we weren't watched a movie. We were there, and so were the Russians for some reason and it just turned into the Americans insulting the Russians who thought we wanted a war because someone said they would be going to France to get back up or something.
Then this war thing is happening outside but it's the camp half-blood kids fighting. I'm inside the theatre and I get a couple t-shirts including a camp shirt, but for my own summer camp in New Jersey. Lauren was there and she wore her counselor shirt with the sleeves off like always. I pointed out her shoulders and she just gave me that look and rolled her eyes.
Next thing that happened was I was in a house thing, right? It kind of gave me orphanage vibes because of how large the room was, but I digress. I'm about to go outside when I hear the door open (there's still a war, but not with the Russians, I don't think). I go to peer through the door of the room I'm in and I see a shadowy figure of a cat that couldn't have possibly opened the door, so I know something is wrong. I gather up two box cutters and my sword before opening up this big window and as I do, I hear the door of the room I'm in open. I fumble quickly with the screening before jumping out of the window and landing in the snow outside.
I go to join what's left of the battle (which really isn't much) when I get called by who I assume to be my mother as well as two officers who tell me to come over. I get out of the snow, jump two fences and then I'm there.
They lead me to "my house" which is only right behind the backyard I'm in so the houses are back to back. They point me to a big guy (I guess my dad) laying on the ground with his neck slit. My "mom" picks him up for me to see and honestly she looks exactly like Dee Dee from The Act.
The officer told me he was choked and I'm sobbing these heart wrenching sobs and my mother is too. She tugs at his body and his head almost falls off so that it makes me think of nearly headless Nick. I then grab the shoelaces still wrapped around his neck, and I have a vison of my mom with them. Not killing my father, but placing the laces strategically around his body, so it's assumed she probably did it.
And then I woke up.
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Dream Journal
Ficción GeneralThis is really just where I write down all of my dreams. Not that good I promise you haha