Dream 1
All that I can remember of this dream is being outside in maybe a field outside a small shed-like building that possibly led underground, and a group of children and teenagers were standing outside the building with baseball bats and random objects that they were using as melee weapons.
They were afraid of something inside the building and they were waiting on me to enter the building it seems, inside the building was a creature that was small when we last saw it, but we had no idea how big it was now.
I am not sure what the creature looked like but whatever it was it was something strange and it scared us, it was possibly something paranormal but I am not sure, and so we were very cautious and worried.
I was the only adult around and so I tried to be brave for them and I was going to enter the building alone with at least a baseball bat and / or any melee weapons that I could find, and I wanted the others to guard the outside.
I told them to not enter the building, I picked up one or more weapons (a baseball bat was probably one of them), and I opened the door to enter the building.
I felt like Steve Harrington from the television show Stranger Things during a scene in season 2, but I woke up.
Dream 2
All that I can remember of this dream is that it started during the morning in a fictional house and my mom, my brother GC, and I were there but I am not sure if anyone else was there or not.
I remember talking with my mom and my brother GC when I noticed my male cousin ME walking outside past the windows at the front of the house, and I assumed that he was going to the front door so I told my mom because I assumed that he was coming over for her.
I walked toward the front of the house and the main door was wide open, I assumed that my mom had left it open for my dad, and so I walked away thinking that my mom was going to answer the door.
I then heard my dad and an unknown man enter through that door, I looked around the corner to see that the man was older with light-color skin with graying wild hair wearing a bright-color sleeping bag or blanket or jacket or something and he seemed homeless and mentally unstable like he had one or more mental disorders, and I heard him talking to himself and cursing et cetera.
My dad mentioned that he had a visitor with him who I assume was going to spend the day or night with us until he can get into a homeless shelter and / or medical facility or something where they can help him, and I think that someone asked my dad to help the man because he could not get signed in at the place until tomorrow.
Oddly this fictional house was connected to a fictional school that I had false memories of having attended when I was younger and a medical-like place that may have been the place that the homeless man was going to go to tomorrow, and all three buildings were probably connected without any doors separating each section so there were probably open doorways into each building for smooth easy access.
I walked to a middle area that was possibly part of the school or a shared middle area, it had a hard light-color floor, and I could see some of the open separate but partly open areas of the school like the gym and maybe cafeteria et cetera.
I also saw the opening to the medical-like place, and sitting in front of it was a woman with light-color skin with yellow hair who looked like she did not care.
The homeless man walked toward the medical-like place briefly and said something to the woman, and she said something back to him like she did not care and like she was annoyed and she probably reminded him that he had to wait until tomorrow and then they would try to help him.
He walked back to our fictional house, and the woman probably told me that he has some mental disorders and that he has been treated at the medical-like place before so do not mind his cursing and talking to himself et cetera because he is mentally unstable and he is not doing this intentionally.
Then she went back to sitting there, maybe on her mobile phone, and she went back to acting like she did not care.
I walked over toward the school areas as false memories and feelings of having went to this school came back to me, and I remember smiling and feeling happy as I thought about and felt those memories.
I saw some children and teachers walking through several areas, in one area I saw a folded up table and some other stuff on the floor, and so I went to pick it up and move it somewhere else but my dad walked over asking me to put it back because he was using it and he was doing some work (maybe painting) in this area.
I put it back and I asked my dad about what work was he doing here, in real life one of my dad jobs is working at The BP School Board as a painter, and he started to tell me.
Then I started telling him about some of my memories of back when I used to go to this school, and I pointed to some of the areas as I told him these memories but I woke up.
The end,
-John Jr
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