My dreams (Actually. Not, like, what I want to be, no. Actual dreams I had).

6-16-24

So I don't remember a whole lot but in this dream it was some Heroes bogus. I had the power to pick things up, rotate them, and throw them anywhere without touching them. 

So I'm with a few other people and we're in this building somewhere in the desert and we're trying to take something from this guy. This memory is odd because I don't remember everything ugh. They go in and I go in with them and they're fighting while I stay with this one guy, cause I'm pretty sure I'm still fifteen in this dream and I need supervision, apparently. The guy eventually tells me to go yoink a file in this little desk organiser, and to give it to someone to be thrown away. He says to get rid of it, but have it rerouted so that we might get away with it. Basically pretend to destroy it but actually keep it, and I give it to a girl with red hair who then runs out of the building. I don't remember what the file said and I'm so mad because he told me what it said but anyway. 

So I grab the other file that was under it that was the actual very important file we came here for (both the files I grabbed were pretty chunky like those mfs were THICK) and I run out the door to a parking lot, ig the parking lot of the building, and I'm trying to beeline to this random car (no idea what kind of car it was but it was dusty and a washed out dark blue) so that I can hide the file in it and grab it later. This guy in a red shirt comes out to try and stop me, and I point my hand at him, lift him in the air with my MIND, and throw him away from me. All this while running, btw. So I guess I aimed him high or something cause he hits the edge of this little wall railing thing on the roof and crumples there, dead. So I'm like okay chill and I make it to that car and put the file inside.

And then a different scene next: me and my group have apparently accomplished our little mission, and we're all in like, a van together. Its not the same car that I was hiding the file in, which I now have in my lap. I'm sitting behind the driver in this car. 

So we're driving and talking and blah blah blah, apparently someone's betrayed us and sent the police or smth after Peter petrelli, and we're driving up a ramp when the passenger (who for some reason also has a steering wheel and has to contribute to driving the car) hears this utter bogus and stops contributing to driving the car so that he can bury his face in his hands in obvious sadness. So we're just kinda falling down this ramp, and then the driver hits the gas and we go back up to the top, but we never actually go over the ramp or yk. Use it for what its for. 

So they're all talking and shit about maybe calling this bitch (some blonde girl was the one who betrayed us) and I'm getting impatient so I lean forward to the passengers controls and I press on their steering wheel, making the car go over the tip of the ramp and fall into the water below. I blink. Everyone sighs in exasperation while the passenger stares sadly at his phone.

So I'm shown another scene here, like I'm watching it on a TV. Its this guy showing footage (a news reporter ig) of "invisible wings" but they're casting a shadow over the beach. This guy is invisible and flying over the beach, and my brain is like, "oh that's peter" idk where tf he got wings but that was definitely him. He's flying over the beach and whatever and then lands in the water. And then the scene ends, booyah.

So apparently I was staying at my grandmas house in a little nook close to the ceiling. Like that was where I slept, I was on a bunk bed or something and I got the top bunk and the bed was in the corner and I had like a blanket or something covering the top of the bed. It had tall railings that reached the ceiling so I had a blanket that made my bed darker. I had little fairy lights and stuff it was cozy as shit.

 At some point I was stringing beads on a price of string, honestly more like thread, and the beads were really small. I put the beaded thread through something like a hole or whatever so that it was hanging from the ceiling, kinda like a clothesline? But then I put these glowing neon green rubber bands on it until I physically couldn't fit anymore, and I tied them together with more neon green glowing rubber bands. Oh this bed was in the living room btw. Then I finished with that, thinking about something like how someone had told me to put a lot of rubber bands on the beaded string because "she doesn't know how many she wants to do". After that I either put the rubber band string thing away or it just vanished, cause I didn't see it anymore. I laid down in my bed and stared at the living room, wondering vaguely where Bunny was. That's my cousin btw. So I went to sleep in the dream and then woke up in real life. Go figure.