I was with my brother waiting for the bus to go to some special school. Different busses were passing by, a middle school, elementary even a college bus but not the one we needed. My mom handed me extra pencils and i told her i wasn't going to school. I ended up going to school, it was a floating school on the ocean or some big body of water. there were water slides, my brother was going down one and didn't realize it was gonna slide him into the ocean, he was stuck at the bottom of one because he didn't know how to swim. i went down one and nearly drowned, after that i went and complained to a teacher.
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Dream Journal
Ficción GeneralFirst 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.
