This dream involved me being in school again (we were probably adults in this dream) with all of my former classmates, we even lived at the school which was a multi-story building, and the dorm(s) were on one or more upper floors.
I heard news that Tom Brady was possibly going to be playing a different position on his football team because of an injury of his.
All that I can remember of the first dream is that it was partly inspired by a trailer that I saw on YouTube for a film called Clown, and all that I can remember of the dream is that it took place during the day at a school that somewhat reminded me of the C Elementary School in the city of D combined with a fictional school that had students from elementary school ages to about maybe junior high school ages.
An evil/demonic/whatever clown with superpowers attacked the school probably conjuring/summoning things to attack and causing chaos, and so several people and I ran around trying to save students while fighting the threats; and I remember us trying to evacuate as many people as we could.
At some point I ran down a hallway to go fight the clown, when I ran to the next area I saw a large library full of students who the clown made to look like clowns and he probably had them under his control, and so he was hiding among the many elementary students who now looked like clowns; and he was probably going to make them attack anyone who tried to attack him, and so I backed away because I did not want to hurt any of the students who were under his control.
This annoyed and angered me that this evil clown with superpowers was acting like a coward and using little kids as a shield against a regular human like me without superpowers, I possibly even said this out-loud challenging him to let the kids go, and fight me one-on-one.
I backed into the hallway to let the others know about the situation, I told them to keep evacuating as many people as they could as I tried to figure out how to save the students in the library, so that I could fight the clown and hopefully defeat him; but I woke up.
All that I can remember of this dream is that it took place during the day and it also involved a disaster at a school, I was riding on a school bus with other people who were trying to survive a disaster, and I remember us driving near a school that reminded me of the D Junior High School in the city of D; and I think that an infection was spreading through the school, and so we did not go inside of it but that is all that I can remember of this dream.
All that I can remember of this dream is that it took place during the day and yet again it involved a disaster at a school, I was at a school with other people trying to survive, and we met some people who had built an experimental maybe concrete building/house made from recycled materials that was powered by methane collected from decomposing buried trash and maybe solar panels for backup electricity.
The building/house seemed very sturdy, easy to build, and nice; and the fact that it was mostly powered by burying your trash and letting the methane gas made during decomposition be the energy source was brilliant.
We were trying to survive whatever disaster was going on and this experiment looked like a success that we could copy and share with others, but I woke up as we walked around looking at everything as they explained it to us.
All that I can remember of this dream is that it took place inside a windowless narrow school building with brownish colored carpet in most parts of it that was built in a shotgun-style, and it was a very long building with various open and partly closed off areas; and so you would just walk straight to walk through every room in the building, and parts of the building were up higher than the others so there were steps and ramps in some areas.
I spent most of my time in a sitting area and area where I was probably playing soccer/football with other students, some of my former classmates were there like my former male classmate BJ, and several times during our match someone accidentally kicked the ball to a partly closed off area; and so I would go get the ball each time.
This area was a mostly empty gym-like room where several women with whitish colored skin with short yellowish hair were, they would get very angry each time that I went to get the ball, and I would apologize to them; and one time they got so angry that I thought that they might call the police or something like that.
I apologized and I tried to explain that the others would sometimes accidentally kick the ball into their area because we were playing soccer, but the women would not listen to me and they were yelling at me and threatening me; and so I walked away possibly putting on a hood to partly disguise myself.
Once I reached the sitting area again I heard a female voice call my name from behind me, I walked back to see who it was, and I saw my former female classmate CL talking to my former classmate BJ; and I greeted her, and she said that she had been looking for me.
She told me that she had been sent to deliver me a message from maybe the student council, who maybe wanted me to join a special team to go on a special mission, and she handed me a letter from the student council; but I woke up as I read it.
We went to the bathroom and I opened the door, and saw about four police officers getting killed by a clown with sharp teeth with blood all over his mouth.
I told my brothers to run & I told them tell everyone else to leave the building, and I would fight the clown long enough for everyone to escape.
The clown was biting, scratching, and hitting the police officers.
They were getting beat so bad that they could not even shoot their guns and the clown was smiling, eating some of the police officers, and he was drinking some of their blood.
I closed the door and I hoped that the officers would win, I was outside the door at this point, and I could not see what was happening.
I heard some gunshots from inside the bathroom, and I started to try to give myself courage, for if I had to fight.
I started to get serious and I felt like I would not survive the fight, and some how I had a katana at this point.
When I stopped hearing noises I went into the bathroom and all the police officers were dead, and the clown was eating and/or drinking the blood of one of the officers.
The clown saw me and he stood up smiling with blood on his teeth, he saw that I had a katana, and he started to laugh.
Then he pulled out a katana, and I think that he said that it will be fun killing you.
Then he ran at me super fast, so fast that I could only see a shadow-trail/blur of him. (He was moving so fast that you saw part of him standing while he was really somewhere else, and so he was so fast that my brain could not process his image/movements fast enough)
I started to block his attacks barely, the clown seemed surprised and he was excited that I survived his first few attacks, and he said that he had not fought anyone that had survived his attacks for that long for a long time; and that he was really going to have fun killing me.
The clown started laughing and moving around fast, but I kept blocking his attacks.
It was like the fight in the movie Blade when Blade was fighting Deacon Frost at the end, and sparks were flying off of my sword every time he attacked.
I knew that I could not survive longer, he was too fast and I could not even attack, and all I was doing was blocking & trying to dodge his attacks.
I started to feel like giving up, but I knew that I needed to waste enough time so that everyone else could escape.
So I started trying to give myself courage again, I reminded myself that this was my last fight, and that I wanted to die giving 100% of my full potential/power in this fight.
I then felt powered up like a hero fighting his last fight in a movie, and I started to attack the clown.
The clown was surprised, and we both started to block, attack, and dodge.
The clown was on the defensive now and he seemed to enjoy the fact that I was fighting better, and the clown even congratulated me for fighting so well.
But at this point I became tired, I knew that I had wasted enough time and that the clown was not tired at all, and so I knew that I was about to be killed by the clown soon.
So as the clown was moving in to finish me off/kill me, I woke myself up from the dream.
After waking up I went back to sleep, and I had a dream that a young woman from Japan (Japanese) was going to teach me how to sword fight better.
The young woman found me at Walmart, and she told me that she would come to my parent’s house to train me.
We went to my parent’s house, and we started to train in the yard.
The butler gave me one of the fencing swords, and it was super thin and it felt weak.
The young woman said that she was going to test my current sword fighting level/skill, and so we started to fight.
My sword was so weak that it broke after blocking a few attacks, and so I got another sword from the butler.
Each sword kept breaking until there were none left.
I asked her that next time could she please give me better swords, and I asked her why did she not give me a katana.
She did not answer my questions, and I woke up.
The Yellowish Circle Shaped Being (Entity)
My next dream took place at my parent’s house on a sunny day, that seemed like a Saturday.
I was in the house, and suddenly members of my mom’s side of the family kept coming inside our house.
I thought it was a family reunion or something, but I heard one of my aunt’s saying that some strange yellowish colored thing had brought them to our house.
I went outside and everything seemed normal except some yellowish being (entity) that had a circular shaped body and a circular shaped head, arms, no legs, no eyes, no nose, no mouth, and it had yellowish hair that was styled like Vegeta from Dragon Ball Z, it flew over our yard and it dropped off two of my cousins in the yard & it flew off.
I tried to run out of the yard so that I could follow the thing, but there was a force field preventing us from leaving the yard.
We went inside my parent’s house, and everyone was talking about what had happened to them.
It seemed that this entity was collecting everyone on my mom’s side of the family, and it was bringing them to our house.
For some reason it was trapping us in our yard, and no one knew why or what it wanted.
A few of my cousins (ME, DW, EE, ME, MG) and I went to the kitchen to think up a plan to attack the entity the next time it came to our yard.
We decided to take some alcohol, put it in some bottles, put a rag in it, light it, and throw it at the thing to burn it. (Basically a Molotov cocktail)
As we were making them, we heard people going outside, and so we went to the back door of our house to see what was going on.
The yellowish entity was floating outside near the back door, and members of our family were asking it what it wanted and why did it bring them here.
It just stood there and it said nothing, so my cousins ran to the kitchen to get the cocktails, and attack the thing.
All of them ran outside but each time one of them threw a cocktail at it, it just raised its hand and it would shoot the cocktail back at them, and then it would send them flying backward through the air knocking them unconscious.
I ran to the kitchen, grabbed a Molotov cocktail, and I ran outside to throw one at it while it was not paying attention.
But it raised its hand and the Molotov cocktail flew at me, but I dodged it, and then I ran to attack the entity but it sent me flying unconscious across the yard.
I then woke up in the dream on the ground in my yard, and my cousins were on the ground just waking up too.
I saw my dad raking the leaves, and then my cousins and I started to try to make a new plan to attack the thing with for the next time that it came again.
Then I woke up.
The Grim Reaper
My last dream was short, and I had this dream right before waking up one day, a few years ago.
I was at a dance, it seemed almost like a senior high school dance, and I was dancing with some unknown young woman.
We were having a good time and we were talking about something as we danced, but suddenly a portal opened up behind the young woman in the air.
Something that looked like the Grim Reaper pointed toward me from the portal, and it started to drain my life / life force / energy / whatever away.
I could not move and I felt like all my energy was being taken/drained, and that I was going to die.
I tried to fight it but it was too strong and right when I was about to give up and die, I woke up or I woke myself up from the dream.
I hope in the future that I will one day get a rematch against each of these dream antagonists, especially the clown.