Dream Journal

7/7/2020 - 7/8/2020

I was in my garage, my bike right next to me, when a girl in front of me appeared. For some reason, I knew I was supposed to follow her, but she disappeared after telling me "you know what to do." So I got on my bike and rode towards where I'd saw her. Then teachers started coming out of my house and yelling at me to get back to class, so I rode faster. But it felt like I was riding through honey, so I ditched the bile and started running. They caught of fast, however, and dragged me back to the house. After they went inside I went back to the garage, only to see my bike was back too, and didn't question it. I suddenly realized it was christmas morning (despite the sky going darkish and it being warm out with no snow). I didn't have any presents for anyone, because I didn't have any money, so I just went to my room and ignored the classroom worth of kids in my living room. I was pleasantly surprised to see a couple gifts in my room, most being school supplies, but then the other kids from downstairs followed me in. Suddenly, my room was a mess, but not from the kids. It just was. They started poking around, making fun of how messy it was, and just in general going through my things. All the while, I'm just sitting on my knees in the middle of the room, head down, feeling like shit. After a while, they left, and the girl from the beginning came back, she gives me two blue, ocean print notebooks, and I follow her out of my room, back into the garage. Then my dream changed.

Okay, so the dream started out in third person. I was watching this person, who I'm pretty sure was me, being dragged out of a shack and into the open air, a sword in her hand, and pushed into s field. But the field then became my bedroom, although everyone was still there. They started dousing the person with a clear syrup and said person kept trying to make sure either didn't get on their sword for some reason, but then they switched to a purple syrup. It got on their sword, and they threw it down, only to unsheathe another sword I didn't know was there. After this, the other sword just appeared back in their hand, and it became first person POV, me being the person that was holding the swords. Two other people appeared, on both females, also doused in the clear and purple liquid, and we started fighting. I was the only person with two swords. I remember taking out the eye of one of them, and the other girl having to tell them their eye was gone, cos apparently they couldn't tell. After awhile we stopping fighting, the girl who's eye I cut out was dead, so the other girl and I ran. We ran out of my room, out of the house, and up the hill. Once we got up the hill, the dream fast forwarded until we were in the shortcut between the elementary school and the highschool, but still on the side of the road closer to the elementary school, where we found a boy who decided to gang up with us. By now, we were covered in blood, purple goo, and hungry. The girl I was with, who I for some reason knew was ordinarily a sassy bitch, knocked on the door of a random house and asked if we could use the restroom. The lady that answered said sure, and we made our way four flights down to the basement. All the while, the girl was in front of me, the lady behind me, and I dunno where the boy went. I remember making a comment about how white her walls were, then promising to keep my hands off them. It made the lady smile. By the time we got to the basement, the girl was shoving either a chessboard or a cheese-itz box into her book bag that she now apparently had. Undistracted the lady on the stairs until she got it all the way in, and then the lady turned into a guy and he offered to give us band aids. We accepted, and then I asked him if he was going to tell anyone we were there with him, to which he smiled, shook his head, and said "of course not." After taking the Band-Aids, I put one on my pointer finger, which had a hang nail, because apparently that was more important than the rest of my injuries. We then thanked him again and suddenly the boy we were with appeared, along with who I had assumed was the owner of the house's boyfriend, and the boy, the girl, and I left. Cue end of dream-

It was actually pretty long for once oop
I dunno whether to classify this as a nightmare cos I didn't wake up shaking in a puddle of cold sweats, but it definitely wasn't nice....

Update: yes j consider this a nightmare, fite me