Toni sat in the lecture staring at nothing in particular. It was raining out and all she wanted to do was go home. She felt like her professor was going on and on about nothing. "Why do we dream? Our dreams mystify us and often leave us waking up confused, disoriented, frightened, or perhaps very, very satisfied. Freud, of course, proposed that our dreams represent unconscious wishes that we're afraid to express in our waking life. The most recent explanations aren't totally incompatible with this theory. According to the activation-synthesis model, dreams are stories that we create out of the random stimulation that occurs in the brain while we sleep". She said. "Ms.Braxton?" Toni looked up. "Why do you think we dream?" She asked?. Everyone looked in her direction. "Well I think our dreams can be messages. Like a sign" Toni said. Not even a minute later the bell rang. "Well that raps up todays class I will see you all tomorrow".
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"Hey Toni how was class" Toni's aunt asked emerging from the kitchen. "It's only the first day and I'm bored" Toni said sitting on the sofa. "Can I ask you something? Am I making a mistake? I wanted to do something for dad but I'm not enjoying it" Toni protested. "Toni it's only the first day. It'll get better. Give it time I'm pretty sure you'll warm up" Toni's aunt said coming into the room with a Tray of taco's.
That night Toni couldn't sleep. She kept seeing these scary images of her dad. She never got an answer on why he did what he did. She didn't think she needed an explanation for what happened. She wanted to ask her aunt but she didn't feel like opening up that old wound. Maybe she needed to see a therapist.
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Next Day
Toni arrived to class a little tired she couldn't shake these images. "You're Toni right?" Toni turned around looking at a tall girl with brown eyes and ginger hair. Her skin was mocha brown. "Uh yeah I'm new and you.." she shook her hand "I'm Aria. Your from Cali?" She asked as they sat down. "No, Maryland" Toni said "so why USC?" Aria questioned. "....family troubles" Toni lied. Why was this girl in her business Toni thought.
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At Home
Toni sat at her computer scrolling through therapist in her area. She thought maybe the dreams she was having would've been gone by now. Why was his death haunting her like this.
