Dream 1
I stayed up too late and I was so tired that I had no choice but to get in bed, and at some point after going to sleep this was probably my first dream.
In the dream someone is telling me a story about something that happened in the past (I am not sure how far back) involving me, and I would often see the memory being played out like a flashback as it was told to me by the person.
Last night I spend most of the night only lightly sleeping waking up several times during the night not even able to remember if I dreamed or not and feeling like I could not sleep/did not need any more sleep, and eventually I woke up between 6:00 AM – 7:00 AM and I heard a loud explosion that scared me a bit until I realized that it was just a severe thunder-storm but that explosion did not sound like thunder to me.
It took me a while to go back to sleep but eventually I went back to sleep and I had the only dream that I can remember part of, but I only remember part of the end of the dream; and the dream took place during the day in a slightly fictional version of the city of D that is sometimes in my dreams, and I remember something about jobs and my dad.
I think that I went to a fast food restaurant and/or somewhere that had something to do with jobs that my dad told me about and either I did not get the job or I briefly had the job and lost it or something like that, and I returned to my parents’ house where I talked to my dad about it and we had a conversation that annoyed me.
Eventually I left my parents’ house feeling annoyed and I went to a slightly fictional version of W Park to clear my mind and to relax, and because it had been a while since I last walked at the park; and at some point I walked to the shopping center near W Park to walk around and to shop, but I can not remember what happened during this part of the dream or during the earlier parts of the dream but I know that a lot more happened in this dream.
Eventually I was walking outside along the sidewalk of the shopping center when I came across my former classmate AA and he tried to get me join him in a dangerous/stupid prank that he was about to do that involved him going around with a fake Uzi (a sub-machine gun) that maybe shot fake soft / plastic bullets (rounds) or something like that and he had one or more fake guns hidden in a corner of the sidewalk, and he planned to go around shooting at people to scare them and make them think that real bullets were being shot at them.
I told him that this prank was dangerous/stupid/wrong/et cetera and that he should not do it and that I would not help him, but he did not listen to me and he started his prank anyway; and he walked around with his fake Uzi shooting near people as they walked in and out of stores scaring them, and most of them ran away screaming for their lives (the fake Uzi looked and sounded real, and the fake bullets made noise as they hit objects).
I probably got tired of watching this and I probably went to get one of my former classmate AA’s fake guns hidden in a corner of the sidewalk to try to use it to try to get him to stop his prank and it was a fake pump-action shotgun that had maybe shot greenish colored hunting camouflage I think, but as I was walking to reach my former classmate AA he ran out of bullets for his Uzi as he was shooting near a slightly over-fat/obese man with whitish colored skin with short blackish colored hair who was coming out of a store to the left of where Subway should be.
The man that he was shooting at, another man who was a fictional conservative politician/senator with whitish colored skin with short brownish/blondish colored hair who supported gun rights and who supported carrying a concealed weapon and who had a concealed handgun (I have no idea how I knew all of this information about this man/politician/senator, but somehow I recognized him from TV because of fictional memories I guess), and an old man with whitish colored skin with grayish/whitish colored hair and a long beard sitting in his truck that had a shotgun in it all realized that my former classmate AA was out of bullets; and so the politician and the old man pulled out their guns, and my former classmate AA ran for his life toward W Park screaming:
“Don’t Kill Me, I Was Joking!”.
The two men chased after my former classmate AA with their guns out and I tried to tell them that it was just a stupid/dangerous prank and that the guns that my former classmate AA had were not real, but they could not hear me and so I followed them trying to catch up with them before they could shoot my former classmate AA; and fortunately they stopped chasing my former classmate AA when he crossed the street and ran across W Park.
I approached the two men and I explained the situation to them and they smiled and laughed and joked about the situation, they could not wait to tell all of their friends’/family/et cetera the story, and I joked that I hope that someone video recorded what happened and that it would be shown on the news because this was a story that you have to see/hear to believe; and we joked/laughed about how my former classmate AA was running and screaming for his life, and he was probably still running and screaming as we stood there joking/laughing.
Both of the men showed me their guns and they briefly told me about their guns and the old man with the shotgun said goodbye and he returned to his truck, the man who worked as a politician/senator and I walked and talked briefly up the sidewalk, and I remember seeing a police car with a bald male police officer with whitish colored skin wearing blackish colored sunglasses sitting in it looking around at us and at the area probably because someone called him about my former classmate AA shooting near people with his fake Uzi.
Oddly the police officer did not stop and question me/us even though I was still carrying my former classmate AA’s fake shotgun, eventually I said goodbye to the politician/senator after I put the shotgun back where I found it, and I started walking near a fictional Dollar General store in the corner between the real Dollar General and J.C. Penny; and there was a bench there with several women and men sitting and standing there, and one of the women was a woman with medium brownish colored skin with long blackish colored hair wearing a reddish colored T-shirt who I assumed worked at Dollar General for some unknown reason(s).
I stopped at the door of the fictional Dollar General store to take off a long sleeve shirt or jacket or something like that but I accidentally pulled my under-T-shirt up as well, I tried to pull it back down hoping that no one noticed, and while I was doing this I noticed some school buses at W Park like an elementary school was having a field trip; and I suddenly remembered a fictional hidden walking trail in W Park that has been in a few of my past dreams, and I remembered going there with either my former classmate CW and/or another woman who looked like her who had whitish colored skin with long straight brownish colored hair I think.
In my memories of this fictional hidden walking trail it seemed that my former classmate CW and/or another woman and I were dating each time and we were walking/sitting/talking/spending time together in this hidden walking trail that is hard to find, and in this hidden walking trail was a nice sitting area with nice plants/flowers near it and several nice areas where you can walk.
I decided that I would go searching for the hidden walking trail after I finished shopping, I really wanted to explore it and I could feel my feelings from those past memories, and I wondered what happened to my former classmate CW and/or another woman who were in those memories; and I wanted to find her or them as well.
I knew that there were two ways to reach the hidden walking trail with one way being find inside W Park and the other way being found inside a neighborhood walking trail near the street that leads to the D High School, and so I went of my memories trying to remember where both entrances were; but I woke up.
The end,
-John Jr
I went to bed very late last night, I got awakened early this morning by my alarm clock and I did not voice record my dreams fragments before going back to sleep, I did not have much time to sleep or dream, and so I forgot most of the dream fragments that I did have.
Dream 1
I really can not remember my first dream or first few dreams, but I think that they were somewhat related to what I have to go do this morning; and so my mind was probably dreaming about things related to that, but that is all that I can remember.
Dream 2
The second dream took place during early in the morning and I was at a small 1 1/2 story house that belonged to the music artist Tyler, The Creator (Tyler Gregory Okonma) and maybe some of his friends / band members / family, and I guess that I had spent the night there on the first floor; and two or three other men I knew where there too, but I can not remember who they were.
It seemed that this house was a small party / hangout house that Tyler, The Creator and the others would use sometimes to entertain guests, I assume that Tyler, The Creator and the others were there with us maybe during the night, but I guess that most of them left before we woke up in the morning; but that is just a wild guess.
Tyler, The Creator and the others had a legend that they would tell people about the house being haunted by a ghost or ghosts, and they would hide in the house sometimes playing pranks on people pretending to be ghosts; and when we woke up in the morning we heard some women talking with a man on the 1 1/2 floor, and so we decided to hide and pretend to be ghosts as a prank.
The house had whitish/light grayish colored walls and carpet, I hid under the stairway, and the others hid in a bedroom; and the others made some noises as the women were about to leave the house, and so the women went to investigate; but the women did not see us hiding, I heard them talking about the legend about the house being haunted, and then they assumed that it was true and they left the house.
A tall thin man with pale whitish colored skin with long blondish colored hair wearing a strange whitish colored bathrobe where you could see the entire left and right side of his body/skin walked down the stairs drying his wet hair with a bath towel looking in the direction of the door that the women went out of, and then I came out of hiding because he was one of the people who sometimes lived at the house it seemed.
He instantly realized that I had been hiding under the stairway and that I had played a prank on the women, he told me this and he congratulated me, and I told him that a few other people were part of the prank as well; and he started to tell me about some of the pranks that they played on people in the house in the past, but I woke up.
The end,
-John Jr
Dream 1
I barely remember part of two dreams from last night with the first dream involving our neighbors (the husband, the wife, and the son) across the street at the B House, the dream took place during the day, and I talked with them at some point; but that is all that I can remember.
Dream 2
The next dream involved an unknown woman, a man, a film crew, and a small creäture who somewhat looked & sounded like Mr. Widemouth from this video:
I forgot all of my dreams last night except for part of one dream that I can barely remember, the dream took place over the period of several days/weeks/months with jumps in time, and it took place in a fictional LC-like city at a fictional M-like college that I was attending along with some of my former classmates like DH / JC / MT / JB / DS / et cetera.
I remember having one or more classes on one or more days at a college building that seemed to be combined with a narrow multi-story house that was in a hidden area of the building, and I went to this hidden house-like area one or more times during the dream; and this hidden house-like area seemed like it was a physical representation of part of my brain/mind where certain old memories are stored, and so this house-like area was very comfortable to me & I wanted to explore the old objects/memories hidden inside it.
This hidden house-like area was so hidden that I could not find it directly usually, I usually would found it by accident when searching for it and/or when a teacher/professor would send me to get something somewhere else in the building, but unfortunately I can not remember much about it; but I do know that it was old & a bit dusty & mostly made of wood, and one of the upper floors was like an attic with a window as probably the only source of light & this is where some old objects/memories were stored.
I usually did not get to spend much time in the hidden house-like area because usually a teacher would call me back to class or whatever, I forgot to mention some other things about this college building: this college building had mostly teachers & students who looked & sounded like they were from one or more countries in Asia, one or more hallways had a few apartment/dorm-like rooms where people could hangout/relax & maybe live, and this college building had several floors with lots of rooms & various areas.
I can not remember any of my classes that I went to in the dream but I know that one or more of my teachers were women, and at some point probably during the summer semester or during the end of a semester after we finished our classes or during a break between semester my former classmates JC/DH/MT/JB/DS & I would sometimes go back to that college building where we had most of our classes; and we would play pranks or practical jokes on teachers/et cetera for some odd reason, which is not like me/us at all, but fortunately we only did small/minor pranks that I can not remember.
There were time jumps over an unknown period of time with us playing pranks on/at the college building during each of these time jumps, it seemed that this was a tradition of ours to meet every-so-often to play pranks on that same college building, and I remember part of one of the days that we played a prank on that college building.
I think we all met up as part of our tradition on the college campus somewhere & talked about what we were going to do/what pranks we were going to try & we talked about other things and we drove to a parking lot not far from the college building, we walked to the college building, we went to the hall with apartment/dorm-like rooms to hangout/hide in one of the rooms using it as our temporary headquarters/hiding spot between pranks, and we started doing pranks around the building together & we would hide in one of the apartment/dorm-like rooms and/or somewhere else in the building.
At some point we split up to do our own pranks around the building alone and I also went looking for the hidden house-like area but I could not find it, at some point some of the teachers/workers/et cetera go tired of our pranks and they called for campus security to come stop us, and so we met up in the building again to decide what to do; and we decided to play hide & seek with the campus security because they were not very good at their jobs, and we had fun doing this but at some point the campus security called the police.
We got scared at this point and we ended up having to split up to run & hide as the police/campus security/teachers/workers searched for us/chased us around the building, and things go so bad that we were not able to meet up again to escape together; and so I ran around trying to avoid getting caught while trying to find the others to come up with an escape plan.
I could not find them and I could no longer keep avoiding getting caught for long, so I decided that I would escape back to the parking lot, but before I could leave the building an almost over-weight female student with whitish colored skin with long blond colored hair asked me if I was looking for my friends (I hesitated for a moment to decide if I could trust her & I felt that I could) & so I said yes; and she said that she saw some of them still running/hiding, and so I asked her to give them a message if she saw them again & she said that she would give them a message.
My message was something like: “We need to escape, leave the building to the parking lot where we parked and/or a certain spot that we often meet, I will be there waiting for you; and once we are all there we should drive away from the college campus.”.
I thanked the woman, who I think probably was in one of my classes and/or we would see each other in the halls on our way to our classes, and I escaped the building; and I ran back to the parking lot where we parked, but none of the others were there.
I got into my automobile to wait briefly, then I drove to several spots where we would often meet but they were not there either, and then I drove not far from the back of the college building hoping to see some of them escaping the building eventually; but I heard police sirens coming in the distance, and so I was going to wait only briefly & then drive away from the college campus alone but I woke up.
The end,
-John Jr
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