My mom and I were at a music festival in my hometown at the capital. there were gonna be performances by ariana grande and justin bieber. we had been in front, in one of the best spots possible, i had to change my cats litter box right on the grass. i lost my place, ariana grande started performing so i pushed my way to a spot i could see. suddenly i got pushed out until i was at the beginning of it, i was at the entrance now. i tried getting back to where i was, but only got so far. there was a crowd of people yelling "maga", i told them to shut the fuck up, this one guy was so offended that he started calling me names and cussing. i had to go, he was gonna attack me. i ran back to the beginning, jbalvin started performing amarillo with bright yellow lights and floating yellow flowers. i looked at my phone and got coordinates from where my mom was, i said, "teleport to (whatever the coordinates were)" and it took me to a roof where she definitely wasn't at. i spotted the guy in the river with some girl, he saw me so i ran. i kept telling my phone to teleport me but it never worked except for once or twice. i started running home.
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Dream Journal
General FictionFirst part of my dream journal, second part is up and running. Writing down my dreams caused by intense anxiety. Some dreams may be graphic, mature or traumatic.
