Time Traveling To The Future In A School

Dream 1

I spent most of the night dreaming about the video game Fallout 4 and managing settlements and settlers and their clothing and outfits and armor and weapons in that video game during the day, but that is all that I can remember of these dreams.

Dream 2

Fortunately I finally remembered part of a dream that was not related to the video game Fallout 4, it was my last dream from last night, but it is a bit confusing and unclear and missing many details because I forgot a lot of this dream.

I think that the dream started during the night and maybe I drove to a parking lot where some of my former classmates were hanging out near their automobiles (I possibly drove from another city), and maybe this parking lot was outside a school or college that was somewhat like the D Junior High School and the parking lot was probably like its parking lot.

I probably hung out with the people in the parking lot but I can not remember what happened, I just remember the next part of the dream taking place during the day inside a school or college (probably the school or college next to the parking lot that we hung out in during the night), and I seemed to be a student.

I went to one or more classes and some of my former classmates were in some of those classes, I know that one or more of my teachers were women but I can not remember if any were men (some had whitish colored skin with light-colored hair, and some had brownish colored skin with dark-colored hair), and some of the janitors (men and women with brownish colored skin with dark-colored hair, and maybe some with whitish colored skin with medium-colored hair) knew my dad and I; and I remember them making comments about me maybe returning to finish school or college, and maybe that they and my dad were proud of me.

There is one or more interesting things that happened during the dream at the school or college between classes but I can not remember what happened at this time (maybe there were some dorms that we went to and/or cafeterias and/or recreational areas, and maybe I talked to my dad who was working at the school), I do remember being in a classroom that had a female teacher teaching our class, and I was sitting at a desk with a yellowish colored mesh backpack.

At some point I needed to leave the classroom briefly, maybe to use the bathroom and/or something like that, and so I left my backpack in the classroom because I was going to return to the class.

I remember walking out of the classroom into a hallway to make a left turn around a corner when I almost collided with my former female classmate JH who was also turning the corner but she was trying to walk on the hallway that I was leaving, and I remember apologizing even though we did not collide.

We briefly talked and then we said goodbye and we went our separate ways, something strange happened where I somehow accidentally time traveled (it just happened somehow, and I did not even know at first), and so when I returned to the classroom it was the future but I am not sure how far into the future it was.

A different teacher and class were in the classroom, they did not know me and I did not know them, and I was confused so I told the teacher who I was and I asked a few questions and I tried to explained what I last remembered.

The teacher was a mean woman with whitish colored skin with maybe long yellowish colored hair, she did not care at all (no empathy) and she was rude, and she was not going to help me and she just told me that she did not know who I was and that I was not in her class so I should leave; and I realized that somehow I was in the future, but I had no idea how this had happened.

I asked the class if anyone had seen a yellowish colored mesh backpack and to my surprise they had, it was probably empty or mostly empty now, but they handed it to me like it had been in the lost and found all of this time; and I thanked them, and I left their classroom confused and trying to figure out what year was I in now and what happened.

I am not sure what happened next exactly, either I was sent back in time where I was originally or I went to a new classroom (I probably went back in time accidentally or somehow), and I remember sitting at a desk on the right side of the room next to the last row of desks.

My former male classmate AP was in this classroom not too far away from me and I remember talking with him, to our right was Brittany O’Connell sitting on the last row alone, and at some point I remember some of us moving some of the desks and moving to new desks.

After helping to adjust the rows of desks I went to sit on the row where BO was sitting, I smiled to her and I greeted her, but she frowned back at me looking annoyed and a bit angry and she said that she was moving to a new desk or she asked me and some of the other students to move to new desks because she did not want anyone sitting on the same row as her.

I said okay and she and/or I and some of the other students moved to new desks like she asked, I was a bit surprised by this negativity and it brought my mood down a bit at first, but then I started to recover and start talking to some of the other students; but I woke up.

The end,

-John Jr

By John Jr

Hello, I am John Jr, welcome.


  1. I notice you often dream about being younger (not you younger but like your old class mates and such) I like these sort of time travel dreams of yours. Lol its awesome! I also see that when you start dreaming most of the time you travel places. You often land so to speak somewhere besides home. Makes me wonder if you were a gypsie in your past life…..lol! I follow you dream journal pretty regularly and I am not a gamer at all but I have to use your link to take me there before I read some of your gamer type dreams. Thanks for the link it is helpful to your readers. Good job John Jr! Always a fan….Annette

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    1. Hello Annette,

      Yeah, that does seem to be a common dream theme of mine, and most of the time I am not sure how old my former classmates and I are during most of these dreams; sometimes I know, but most of the time I do not know. ๐Ÿ˜€

      Well, that last dream literally did have time travel this time ๐Ÿ˜€ , thanks.

      Which is interesting, because in real life I rarely travel or even leave the yard now-a-days, and I have never traveled much in my life yet. ๐Ÿ˜€

      You are welcome, I am glad that those links are helpful to you, I often try to use links to help readers learn more about things that they may not understand or know (proper nouns, uncommon words, et cetera); and so it is good to know that at least a few people use those links sometimes. ๐Ÿ˜‰

      Thank you for reading and for taking the time to comment, and for the compliments Annette. ๐Ÿ™‚

      -John Jr

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        1. Only you can answer that Annette :D, you will have to check the email address that you have set with your WordPress.com account in your Account Settings (https://en.support.wordpress.com/account-settings/) and/or look under the WP Admin (Classic Dashboard) | Feedback | Feedback (http://nananettie1969.wordpress.com/wp-admin/edit.php?post_type=feedback).

          If you do not see it at your email address or under Feedback at WordPress.com then it could be in the Spam folder for your email address and/or on WordPress.com.

          -John Jr


            1. Good, I saw your reply Annette, and I just finished replying to it. ๐Ÿ˜‰

              Please to let me know if you ever find my test message that I sent through your Contact Form the other day.

              Thank you,
              -John Jr


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