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|  My dream actually picked up where it left off a couple of days ago. (i didn't post that one so don't look for it) I was standing at the end of my driveway by the snowbank, and a car pulled up in front of me. I felt an urgency like I needed to get in that car and leave right away. My mom suddenly stepped out of the car and and hurried my dad and I into the car. (this is weird because they are divorced) I got in and we started driving down the street quickly but only went about 20 feet before we were stopped by cops. They pulled up next to us. We all got out quietly and my mom and I hid on the opposite side of the car so the police wouldn't see us. I heard the police get out of the car and they were struggling with something on the other side of the car but I couldn't see well enough to tell what they were doing. I think they caught my dad and had him.
Now I am back in the car with my mom and my dad but now we are racing down another street. We stop at an old house and get out of the car. For some reason in my dream the word Alabama pops into my head, so I assume we drove out of state and because we are on the run. (what we did? I don't know) We get out of the car and walk up to the house. I notice that there are about three of four people sitting on the old wooden porch. We apparently know these people and sit down with them. I look around to familiarize myself with the surroundings. Our car is parked beside a swamp that is in the front yard, and the entire lot is surrounded by thick pine trees.
I turn my attention back to the people I'm sitting with, and I notice that there is cocaine (or at least what I interpret as cocaine) in a smudged plastic container on the wrought iron table in front of us. The person sitting next to me realized that I had spotted the cocaine and offers some to me. I actually take some and instead of snorting it I put it in my mouth because the powered is clumped together like pills. I let it sit in my mouth while people continue talking, I'm not completely sure if I want to swallow or not yet. My mom takes some as well. It has bite to it but is also somewhat sweet. I only grabbed one clump but I soon realize there are three in my mouth and I start to feel weird, as some went down my throat. I can feel the narcotics start to bubble in my mouth as they dissolve.
I look back out at the trees and everything looks sharp, clear and somewhat concave, as if I was looking through the bottom of a glass cup. I quickly stand up and decide I don't want to swallow the rest and I start walking towards the car. I can barely stand up strait and I stumble behind the car. I grab onto the bumper and puke/spit out the rest of the drug. It looked like an off white and bubbly. I could feel the stomach acid in my throat burning slightly as I stood back up.
I go back over to the porch and sit down again. Some time passes and my parents decide that we should get going. (keep moving) My mom what high out of her mind so I tell them that I'm going to drive. We start back over to the car and my mom and dad are getting in. For some reason I walk out onto the bridge that goes across the swamp to get to the car instead of going around. I notice that there is something in the water. I was hold a glass and as I looked through it at the water I could see through the swamp clearly. There was an old cell phone at the bottom and a cooking utensil. It didn't surprise me because the place was a dump, all wore down, but I yelled back to the people on the porch anyway to see if they dropped a phone in here. None of them said they did so I got in the car and started driving.
I drive past the street that we started out on and go the opposite direction this time. I pass a couple of other neighborhood streets and notice a railroad track to the right where a path should be. The track stops up ahead and there is no where for a train to go. On the track a train is sitting obviously stuck. Suddenly a truck pulls a load off the track and starts driving right towards us down the wrong lane the Dodge ahead of us has to swerve as well as I.
Something happened and now we are walking down a path that is in between the road and the track. We walk for a while and I notice that the track changes and now looks more like a roller coaster track, because it goes up into the air. We walk a bit further and I can smell popcorn and cotton candy, which confirms that it is a fair that we are walking past. I inhale the smell deeply, and it reminds me of summer. I tell my parents that they must have put up a fair. We stop walking and I look over at a feiris wheel. The ride is abnormally high off the ground. I observe a person in one of the enclosed seats as it rocks back and forth. I follow the cart with my eyes as it goes around once.
Time skips and now I am in school at my eleventh grade locker, and one of my friends is standing next to me as I grab my books for first hour. A guy that I use to talk to online walks up to us and invites my friend to a party. (which is unlike him) Then he turns to me and says you should really come too in a sincere voice. (i believed at this point he has a crush on me) He steps close to me and brushes my cheek with his hand and I play with his hair. (which is VERY unlike me) Before I know it he is hugging me and I tense up like I normally would, but then realize how long I've actually wanted to date him and I relax. I also remember talking to him at some point about how we have liked each other all along and I said something about talking online.
I pull away from his hug not sure how long is too weird, but it was clear that we could have stood there all day. He invites me to go to the library with him because he has to finish a project before class starts with his friends. I sit down in a chair by his friends. People are frantically running around the library trying to find an answer to for something on their projects. (they all had the same teacher) At this point I thought that i must be dreaming but I looked around and everything looked so real I ignored the thought.
I looked up at the clock and we had about seven minutes before class started. I told him that I would see him later and that i had to get to class, but I decided to go to the bathroom first. When I walked in I notice that all the lights were off, so I felt around for a switch and turned them on but the switch caught on the sleeve of my sweater and they shut off again. I could see someone standing in the dimly lit room with their hand to their face. i turned around quickly to turn the lights back on but it take a minute for them to warm up and light the room. I called out to the person in the room because I was freaked out. They replied with a friendly voice and told me they were just on the phone, as if they knew they had freaked my out. I calmed down and turned to my right to look into the mirror. I saw my face and felt stupid immediately. My hair was all messy from running from the cops. I fixed it a bit and then walked into one of the stalls to go to the bathroom.
Once again I thought I was dreaming, but when I looked around everything felt familiar so I wrote it off. I remember thinking, "great if I'm in the bathroom that must mean in real life I have to go to the bathroom right now." I finished and flushed the toilet and peeked through the door before walking out and noticed how big the bathroom was. It was like being in a cathedral. There were tons of chairs in the room and girls were sitting in them talking like it was some sort of cult for women. I crept out of the bathroom and when I opened the door I saw my friend who was at my locker earlier. She was wearing a revealing old time dress and talking to another girl romantically. She looked up at me and put her finger up to her lips as if telling me to be quiet. I respected her choice to live a double life and made sure no one came out of the bathroom so she could make her escape.
Now I am sitting in a class room and we are going to watch a film. There are only a couple of people in the room and once again I think that I am dreaming. I look up at the clock and this time it says 8:00 Am. Then I wake up and when I look to see the time its 8:00Am, and I have to go to the bathroom :) |
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