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KC In A Mall | A Broken Motel Room Door

I had more dreams, but I did not record them before I had a surprise work day, and so now I barely remember part of two dreams.

Dream 1

All that I can remember of this dream is that it took place during the day at a large multi-story mall (shopping mall).

At some point I met my former male classmate KC, who I have not seen in years.

I remember the two of us talking, there was also something about a combat sport (either mixed martial arts or boxing), but that is all that I can remember of this dream.

Dream 2

The end of this dream took place at a motel during the night, and I was there with most of my family.

At some point, I walked outside into the parking lot when I heard a disturbance on the upper floor of the motel.

I went back inside our motel room because I did not want those causing the disturbance to think that it was me who called the front desk and / or police if someone else ended up doing that.

I am not sure what I heard and saw, I just know that I wanted nothing to do with it, and I remember trying to lock our motel door.

Furthermore, I locked the door, chain, et cetera, but I was able to pull the door open if I pulled it toward me like part of the door was broken and would not really stay closed.

I kept trying to fix this, I feared that if someone did call the police and / or the front desk on whoever was causing the disturbance above, that they would think that it was me, and would come to our motel room.

So I wanted to make sure that the door would lock.

I told my parents about the situation, I had them call the front desk about the door while I put something against the door to hopefully keep it closed if someone tried to burst into the room; but I woke up as we did this.

The end,

  • John Jr

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