My Crazy Dream Diary

Will I be a singer? (L)

Tues 13 - Wed 14/05/2014

I was in the back garden and it started snowing but like it suddenly turned the ground already full of deep snow and I wanted to take a picture so I went inside. Instead of grabbing a camera I grabbed some sort of fake man, like a scare crow. Paul (my next door neighbor) saw me and I rushed inside. Then it was like our houses were joined and he was sitting in my house's siting room with someone. I saw him and ducked past but I accidentally made the door move slightly. I thought to myself he might think its the cat but then I saw her in the sitting room with him. She looked a bit different than normal. Then I sneaked into the dining room (without the fake person). It suddenly was all different like it was my house but then it wasn't and Paul was gone. There was a group of people there, kids my age, sitting in a circle. I was like a ghost in the situation and I saw one guy being super mean to the others so I went up to him but not like normally I was diagonal with my feet in the air above my head. I lifted up the kid's sleeve and underneath were loads of scars LOADS. Every now and them I lifted his sleeve up then put it back down. I suddenly lowered and stood on the ground like I became more human. I went and sat down with the kids. A man came along and it changed to a posh house. There was a machine that the man went up to which decides who will become singers. It was like that fruit thing you see in pubs but each roll thing was separate going down and on each one it flicked through loads of the people here which there was more than that group and there was only 10 rolls so only 10 places. There was a bay for each person which had a bed and some cupboards. The first to eighth was chosen and so only the 9th and 10th left. The 9th was spinning and I was really praying it was me when suddenly my mum woke me up. I tried to carry on sleeping desperate to see if I got a place but I couldn't. So annoying!

-Links to Reality-

It hasn't actually snowed this year so I dont even know about the first half really! As for the singing, my mum had signed up for an audition on The Voice UK, but we were still waiting to see if she had got the audition which the dial left spinning could represent.