The Hotel Room Outside

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Last night I only remembered part of my last dream, which took place mostly outside of a hotel, and for some odd reason our hotel room was outside of the building with no walls or roof. 😀

It seemed that I was on vacation with my family in some fictional city, and we went to a hotel; I remember part of a scene in the dream where the police were after a group of people inside the hotel, and they escaped down a secret tunnel in the building, that led to an underground hideout/bunker. 😀

My family’s hotel room was outside of the hotel against the wall of the building and near the entrance, and all that we had was a tall & long bunk bed. (I am surprised that I did not realize that it was a dream) 😀

The bunk bed was very tall, about the height of a house, and it had a very weak & shaky ladder that led to the top bunk, which was my bed. 😀

Every time that I had to climb the ladder, I would get a bit nervous and I would take my time/move slowly climbing the ladder to avoid falling. 😀

I remember having my favorite painting, The Young Shepherdess, hanging on the wall next to my bed, oddly; and the bed sheets were my bed sheets from in real life and I also had a few more things of mine on my bed.

The bed was very long, probably almost 14 feet long, so there was enough space to store stuff on the bed.

Since all that we had was a bunk bed next to the hotel wall outside, anyone outside could see us and we could see them, and we were next to a lake or something with a dock. 😀

There were people walking around, jogging, and even fishing near us. 😀

We went to watch an old man fish and we saw a large alligator, and it came on the dock; so everyone moved out of its way and I climbed on the top of the dock to avoid it & to get something.

After getting whatever I had went to get on top of the dock, I was about to jump back down but first I asked my brothers if the alligator had gone back into the water yet, but one of my brothers said that it was right under me; so I am glad that I asked before jumping down. 😀 😉

The alligator went back into the water and so I jumped back down on the dock; but I can not remember much of what happened after this, I just remember my family and I packing up our stuff.

I had a hard time, since my bed was on the top bunk, it was a scary experience; trying to get my stuff down from so high with a weak & shaky ladder. 😀

My memory of the dream gets blurry again at this point but I remember something to do with the people who had escaped from the police earlier, I somehow knew them and/or was with them; I knew that they were wrongly being pursued by the police, and I was going to try to meet up with them.

I went down into their secret tunnel to their underground hideout/bunker, and it was a nice room with a variety of basic survival supplies; like food, water, ammunition, weapons, bedding, etc.

There were bunk beds, kitchen, bathroom, dinning room, etc all in this somewhat large room; I think I remember seeing a large poster or painting of The Young Shepherdess on the wall. (Which probably was a sign that it was a safe location) 😀

The people had already gathered some of the supplies and had left to pre-arranged temporary hideout locations, until we could decide on a last meet-up/meeting location.

I felt that the hideout/bunker may/might be/have been safe enough, but they seemed to have left if/if the police had found the hidden tunnel in the hotel, so I tried to decide if I should stay & wait; hoping that they would choose the hideout/bunker as the last meet-up location or if I should leave to one of the temporary hideout locations, but I woke up.

Then end,

-John Jr 🙂


Dream Julia Starring Tilda Swinton

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Last night I remembered some of my last dream, which took place in a fictional version of a real city.

I can not remember the beginning parts of the dream, so, some of the key parts of the dream are missing.

All I remember is going to a hotel-like building with my fictional step-mom or soon-to-be fictional step-mom and my two fictional step-siblings (one was a young woman and the other was a young man, and they both appeared to be between 15-18 years old). 😀

This is all very odd, especially since in the dream I had two moms (not in the homosexual sense/way/meaning), my real mom (who was not in the dream, but I did think of her in the dream once) & also this fictional step-mom, but I do not remember ever thinking about my dad or who my dad was in this dream; in real life I have only one mom & dad, and they have never divorced. 😀

I do not remember the details, but I do know that we moved our stuff into the hotel room and I drove my step-siblings around town.

My fictional step-mom was Tilda Swinton as her character Julia, from the film Julia, and in the dream her name was Julia. 😀

She seemed to act almost just like Julia in the film and she had an alcohol addiction & was drunk most of the time, she did not take care of her kids, she would come home late at night with unknown men, she would leave without telling us, etc. 😀

In the dream I had just got/gotten a job in this city and so did my fictional step-mom, who I will refer to as Julia from now on, but I can not remember the job parts of the dream.

But I do remember one part in the dream where Julia came back to the hotel room drunk and I tried to talk to her about that, but she argued with me, but I could barely understand her with her slurred speech & she would say things that did not make sense since she was drunk; so instead of arguing with her I had to help her get to her bed or couch and she went to sleep, and she ended up missing work the next day, while I was gone to my job. 😀

I came back from work and she was still asleep :D, and so I woke her up & tried to talk to her about the situation; she made some excuses & argued with me and so I warned her that she could lose her job if she kept missing days of work like that.

After that conversation, I remember a situation where she would not take my step-siblings/her kids somewhere in the city, so I took them instead.

After my siblings and I returned, Julia was gone, and so we tried calling & texting her mobile phone but she did not respond.

We waited around until late at night hoping that she would call, since we were worried about her, but she did not; so we went to sleep.

The next morning I woke up and went to talk to the manager of the hotel/or whatever it was, because I was not sure if Julia had paid for the room or not.

I do not remember most of my conversation with the manager, but I remember mentioning that Julia was my step-mom and not my real/biological mom, and I remember thinking of my real mom; I do not think she was dead or anything, but I do not remember thinking about my real brothers or my dad.

In fact I do not remember thinking about a dad at all, which is odd.

I then walked back to the hotel room to talk to my step-siblings and we noticed Julia leaving her room with two unknown men, and the two men left the room; so I went to talk to Julia about where she had been and about her other problems.

I tried to explain some of the problems to Julia and let her know that I wanted to help her get some help with her problems, but I woke up as we talked/argued. 😀
The end,

-John Jr 🙂


Killing A Creature

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Last night I remembered only part of my next to last dream, which involved my family living at my grandfather’s house, and part of my last dream.

In my last dream I remember being dressed in black slacks and a white or blue long sleeve buttoned dress shirt, and I walked into a building that was connected to a gym-like building.

I walked through a door to my right, and I walked into a courtroom-like room full of people; there was a lot of noise going on, and some people were angry.

A lot of this small town seemed to be gathered for a court case that was mentioned in the newspaper, I guess I saw a newspaper in the dream, that involved a dispute between neighbors that lived out in the country I think.

I think a man had one of his farm animals killed by a group of his neighbors, over the dispute or something, so emotions were running high.

As I was walking in, the man was called to testify at the stand, and so I was walking near him as he got up from his seat; a group of people who I think were some of his neighbors, were standing and looking like they wanted to attack him, and I even heard boos from the crowd. 😀

I felt that I looked suspicious walking in near the man, and I was afraid that someone would think that I was going to try to kill him or something, so I decided to pretend that I was a bodyguard/security guard; also I was afraid that someone in the crowd might attack him. 😀

So I followed the man to the stand while scanning the crowd for threats, I even stopped a few times and looked around at the crowd, at first people stared at me; but then they stopped staring at me and the angry neighbors sat down, and they no longer appeared to be a threat.

I stood near the stand for a moment as the man began to testify, making sure that no one in the crowd looked suspicious, and things still seemed safe enough; so I left out of the room.

I then walked to the lobby for the gym-like building and I saw a former classmate of mine standing in the lobby, she was working as a door-greeter; she told me that the school was having an event, and that people had to pay a small fee to get in.

She said that there were booths, food, drink, games, and some private areas; she said that some of the high school students were probably doing things they were not supposed to do, in the private areas, because they had no supervision in the private areas. 😉

I talked with her for a little while and then another one of my classmates came into the lobby, and joined our conversation; he invited me to join him at the swimming pool at the park in my birth-town, so we went there.

He told me that his sister was the manager of the pool, which looked nicer than in real life and there were several pools, and the pool was closed with only one female worker there; she let us in, since my classmate’s sister was the manager. 😉

He said that we could swim, eat, and drink for free. 😀

So we swam a little while and he had the woman bring him a few drinks; the woman was a bit younger than us and had a meek but nice demeanor/personality, and was pretty quiet/shy & acted like a servant.

The weather was nice and it was a very sunny & nice day, and things were going great; I felt like a VIP or something. 😀

After swimming we went to hang out near the pay booth, and one of my classmate’s friends came to talk with us; the woman served us chips that looked like Cheetos Hot Chips and she brought us some soda.

She also joined us, probably because I asked, and we all talked & ate & drunk; but then the dream gets weird and unclear, but I will try to make sense of it.

As we were eating, drinking, and talking; I noticed what looked like a locust-like shell in my chips, but it was covered with the Hot Chip seasoning.

The woman had one in her bag also and so we started to talk about it, I thought about trying it, since I like to try new foods; but I hesitated.

My classmate’s friend told us that he had one in his bag earlier that day, and that he ate it; then things get really weird and unclear!

I think a male voice came from my classmate’s friend’s stomach and it was talking to the woman/us, telling her/us to eat the locust-like thing that was mixed in with our chips; the woman seemed to start acting scared and uncomfortable.

I then started to feel her discomfort and then I started to decide not to eat the locust looking thing in my chips, since something did not seem right; the feelings coming from the woman were alerting me to danger, though you would think that a voice probably coming from a persons stomach would have freaked us out. (I can not remember this part clearly enough to remember all of our reactions or where the voice was coming from exactly) 😀

It was like the voice was tempting the woman/us to eat the locust looking thing, the woman was trying to resist it and was saying that she did not think it was a good idea; but she was saying it in a soft & meek/weak way.

The voice did not seem to be effecting/affecting me, but it seemed to be focusing on the woman and effecting/affecting her, and her feelings were effecting/affecting me; so thanks to her, I did not eat the locus-like thing.

Since we seemed to have resisted the voice, I think either my classmate’s friend turned into a small Hyena-like creäture or it came out of his stomach, but I think he just turned into the creäture; then it chased my classmate, since he was closer to it.

I think the creäture looked like a strange Hyena-like creäture that was the size of a small dog, anyway, I ran to help my classmate; as I was running to help, a person was walking three dogs nearby in the park and the dogs ran & attacked the creäture before it could attack my classmate.

The three dogs were medium-sized dogs and they started attacking the creäture wildly, but I felt that they could not win alone, so I started to kick the creäture; which only helped a bit, and I felt that was not enough to help them win.

Even though the creäture was small, it seemed that it was still going to win, everyone else just stood back watching in shock/terror; especially the woman, who I think was covering her mouth in shock, and my classmate who had stopped running & was watching from a distance.

I thought about telling everyone to run but I did not want these brave dogs to die, so I decided to continue to help them fight, but I decided to pour some soda into the creature’s eyes; to my surprise the soda seemed to burn it and made it scream & it temporarily blinded it, which gave the dogs an advantage.

I yelled for the woman and my classmate to pour soda in the creäture’s eyes, and so we started to pour soda on it; which made a burning noise & some smoke started coming out like it was really burning the creature like acid or something, it screamed, and it continued to be blinded by the soda. 😀

The dogs were then able to kill it and rip it apart, then I woke up.

Then end,

-John Jr 🙂