This is a dream my friend Abram
had (who was in "Crap Engagement Ring) and he said I could put this in here. Anything not bold is what he typed
my dream was crazy man
it was vivid so there was no weird altered stuff
art hallway and stairs and also where the chelsea center is at i kinda don't remember the placement of the bathroom... just wait
anyways so once upon a time you and i were at school. wow right? and you and i were in one of our adventure moods.. so we went downstairs cuz you know how i feel compelled to downstairs. and one of those doors that are always shut is open like with a stop.. and it's like nice on the inside not like grey bricks but like the rest of the new addition? anyway there's this narrow staircase that's broken a little to where you have to crawl a bit that goes down to a weird large open cement room that resembles a skatepark full of graffiti and little design aspects of the new addition. (like the green pillars and weird mosaic stuff..) but yeah it's crazy we're flipping out we're like "kwans gonna love this." so there's a narrow hallway that we're standing in that opens up to this room and it has a couple doors that are all juxtaposed to eachother that all look like boring janitors closets so we don't bother. i say "i need to pee, you go wait upstairs" and so i walk up the stairs alone. they look a little different because none of the metal is there it's just dry wall and stuff like it's all just beige this time? but i still have to climb a little. i go all the way up to the second floor this time which worked because the staircases never opened up to any other floors?!?!? and the chelsea center was still there. i go into the chelsea center and there's nobody there. i go into the bathroom (which i've never been in before) and it's nice mahogany everywhere and weird old timely 40s bathroom shudders and no urinals. there were two sides of the bathroom that looked identical yet i haven't noticed yet but there's two doors and at this point i don't know which one i need to go in. i pee and then i get out of the stall. without hesitation i go through the door on my right(came through the left) and pass by a terra-cotta soilder like the kind they have outside of the bathroom, but this time it was inside of the bathroom... i travel down this small hallway that's really narrow that reminded me of the hallways before you go into a bathroom but just a little longer, and it led to a mass amount of people and carpeted hallways and the people looked like they were from another era all the girls were wearing nerinx-like uniforms and all the guys were wearing mormonlike outfits and the girls all had high pony tails and the guys looked like the were ready to go in the army... it felt like i was either at another school or it was another era. i decide to follow them down the fully old addition looking hallways which made me confirm it was webster it just had carpeted floors, until i came to a girl who looked like kwan but not. i started screaming kwan but i didn't get a response so i followed her outside. WHEN I WENT OUTSIDE it was all pretty and orange and it all looked like it was from the 40s
i stop kwan on the step outside and say hey kwan and she has longer hair than she usually does and she's taller
and she goes who is kwan my names amy and i'm like whaat what's ur last name and she's says wilcoft (i hope i spelled that right) and i'm like HOLY CRAP IM IN THE FORTIES OF HIGH SCHOOL AND THIS IS KWANS GRANDMA AHHH and so i head back inside but i made sure to tell amy to send young kwan a message so i can prove this all later and all of the sudden the bomb alarms went off like the sirens and i'm like "HOLY SHIT ITS WW2" and so i run back to that bathroom and i'm like HOW DO I GET OUT and there's no one in the bathroom and then i realize that there's another freakin door so i go through that and i go through the chelsea center and back down the stairs into the skatepark then back up the stairs and it's starting to look normal then and then as i'm about step out of the last spot you're standing there with two swat people pointing guns at me. you're scared out of your mind and so am i at this point because i've never had a gun pointed at me. they're like "you saw classified info and that's bad "and i say you shouldn't of left the door open" so they dropped their guns and i told you my story and i'm like did kwans gma go here and your like "yea" and i'm like HOLY SHIT and then i wake up and i'm sad and omg
sorry about the grammar i wasn't trying
have fun reading this dream
