Dream Journal

Dream Seven

So I had this dream that I was at this one big house and I had to get into this car. In the passenger seat sat a girl with black hair and driving the car was Sweden. It was a long car ride until we arrived at the big house. The girl and Sweden climbed out of the car and I was left alone in the car, not moving a single bit. I sat there in a trance until the car started to back out of the driveway by itself. Then I realized that shit was about to get real. It took me longer than it should have to come up with a plan to stop the car.(Which in this case the plan was to make my way to the drivers seat and slam my foot on the breaks.) Just as I was about to step into action, the strait road turned into various turns in circles. As I held onto my dear life, I realized that as the car drifted, it picked up speed. The turns went on for what seemed like forever until the car hit a strait away. The car was going so fast that I couldn't see the beaten and broken down car right in the middle of the street. As the car hit it, the car that I was in stopped immediately. I got out of the car and looked around, only to realize that I was the MIDDLE OF NOWHERE! Well, long story short, I found a near by town with a police department to drive me back to the big house. OH! And me and Buddar (yes... Buddar is in my dream yet again) ran around in the dark of night like idiots. The the annoying beeping of my alarm clock woke me up. Yay :) *note sarcasm here*