I just returned from an Asian country.
I'm at school with my classmates.
They're all happy that I'm back.
Me and my friend Barney do stuff and visit classes together.
At one point we're sitting on one side of a room, and the boys are sitting on the other side.
One of the boys, I know and remembered from my trip to Asia.
They were giggling about something. I thought it was about me.
Me and Barney ate a really gross dish where it was like a pastry maybe. We licked all the cream off and threw the rest out.
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2nd dream: thriller
It was recess or free time or something like that. I was in the gym changing room collecting things like buttons and stickers and stuff. Nobody else was there. From the inside, there were many doors open leading to the outside field and I could see and hear the teachers.
While I was collecting stuff 3 girls from my elementary school walked by the gym changing room.
I could hear the teachers murmuring about something then a man approached them.
He was saying something, asking to go look inside.
He went into the changing room and I moved out of the way for him.
He asked the teachers if he could do something and the teachers said no.
Then he said,
"Sorry, but can I ask you to all die?"
...
At that moment, the teachers started yelling for all the kids to run away from the building. I started running as well and dropped the collection from my hand as I was running across the field.
It was assumed that the man was deploying a bomb of some sort.
All the kids ran towards the nearest large building which we were told to go to in the case of a lock down or emergency.
Once we entered the centre of the building from the outside, the pillars and the stone going from pillar to pillar, started to crumble.
At that moment we all knew something was wrong and it was most likely there was also a destructive weapon deployed there.
So everyone started running as fast as they could again while rocks were beginning to fall, foreshadowing the collapse.
*lord of the rings thriller soundtrack playing as we run and as rocks fall from the sky*
We were about to run up the nearby hill but then we saw a group of kids running down. So we knew we couldn't go up there. Then we decided to turn back to the school and just wait in the field, far from any buildings, since our field was really big anyways.
But when we got there we saw that the man was still there and teachers were trying to get as many students out as possible.
At this point it was just chaos, and nobody knew what to do.
We all just started to run, we ran up the hill cause I guess there was no other choice.
Up the hill is a neighbourhood, there are no large buildings that can collapse and kill thousands. As we were running one of the teachers pulled up a smaller student to sit around his neck so they could move faster.
I'm assuming that the whole area was collapsing or something, so we had to get up on higher ground.
When we got up, there was an interesting house made of wood that had trees. It looked abandoned and students climbed up the trees and stayed in the house. The teacher that was with us was physically healthy so he was able to run with us.
Also, as I looked around, the neighbourhood seemed to be peaceful and quiet, no crumbling or danger to be seen.
Beside the wooden house, stood a simple and small house. There was a large window at the front where a young couple could be seen. I recognized the couple as students from the school.
They were dancing and enjoying themselves through the window, while I and the group of students were panting out of fear.
The couple then went outside, maybe to mend something.
I grabbed one of my acquaintances and went up the couple.
I asked them if we could decorate their home. Turns out they were getting married soon and were planning to decorate anyways.
I asked to decorate their home because I thought it was going to be the end of the world, or the end of my life. I wanted to do something joyful before that happened. I wanted to do something good for humanity, for the last time, and have fun doing it.
My and my acquaintance decorated their home for the remainder of the day.
The next day, I returned back to the couple's house. Suddenly I saw a line of people in black going into the side gate of the house. I assumed the worst. The weather wasn't nice either.
I saw the man of the couple, but not the woman. I assumed she was dead. This was her funeral. I woke up.
