All that I can remember of this dream is that it started during the day in a slightly fictional version of the city of D inside and outside real and fictional versions of my parent’s neighborhood.
I remember walking along the streets of various real and fictional neighborhoods, I went inside some areas, and I met some people during my journey.
At some point I found a one-story building that looked like a house, when I went inside I found a family (a woman, a man with dark-color skin, and a little girl who was their daughter), and eventually I found out that this was more like a small house-like jail or prison or detention center.
The prison guard was a woman with dark-color skin wearing a police or security guard uniform, she had a bad and lazy attitude and she did not care about her job or the prisoners at all, and she was not even watching the prisoners (in this case it was the family).
I found out that the man was the one who was really the inmate, but somehow he family got locked up with him too which did not make sense even in the dream especially because the little girl was locked up to.
They were not really locked up, they had an apartment-like room, but they were not allowed to leave really except the girl could go outside when she wanted to; and the house/building was not secured with bars or anything really it seemed.
I felt bad for the girl and her mother, I sensed that the father was probably abusive sometimes, at some point I remember walking outside with the daughter who probably climbed out a window.
Something happened that I can not remember where maybe a paranormal and/or supernatural threat showed up, I probably led it away from the family by running outside, and it chased me through the neighborhoods.
I did not want the threat to know where I lived so I led it on a wild chase away from familiar areas until it lost sight of me, I used stealth and the terrain to my advantage to hide and confuse it, and eventually I sneaked back to my parents street when I felt that it had lost me.
It was evening or night now, my mom’s side of the family seemed to be having a family gathering/party at The E House, and I was carrying something that I can not remember as I walked.
The two storage buildings in the yard of The E House were now two screened-in buildings with tables and chairs and lights where they could hang out and eat and drink et cetera, and they were having a good time listening to music and eating and drinking et cetera.
I did not want to be seen or talked to and I did not want to go to the family gathering/party, and so I sneaked along the street to my parents yard without them noticing me to my surprise; but I woke up when I reached my parents yard.
I remembered more details of my dreams from last night that were pretty detailed, but I did not record most of them unfortunately.
There was more to this dream but my text note of this dream on my mobile phone was only about 5 words long, and so most of the dream is lost now.
The end of this dream took place during the day outside and inside at an area near a street in a neighborhood, there was a yard that slightly reminded me of the yard of The E House but it was not, and eventually I discovered a small prison next to it.
To my surprise a Charles Manson-like prisoner was being insecurely held in the prison with no guards it seemed, and he was possibly able to move between inside and outside the building so he possibly approached me as I stood in the yard.
The Charles Manson-like man spoke to me but I can not remember what he told me or what else happened other than me wondering where the guards were and he seemed a bit crazy and dangerous, my memory was pretty detailed about what happened, but I went back to sleep without properly recording it.
This dream is also unclear now unfortunately even though it was detailed and I had remembered more of it earlier.
This dream took place during the day, I am not sure if I got a telephone call from my mom telling me that someone was at The E House who wanted to talk to me or what happened, I just know that I went to a fictional version of The E House that has possibly been in a past dream.
This fictional version of The E House looks nothing like the real house, it is much larger and nicer, and it even has maybe an attic and maybe a basement and / or something like that; and this house has its own history and false memories that I knew and remembered so I was familiar and comfortable with it.
I remember walking through the main hallway that passes several rooms, one of the small rooms had some of my former classmates (like maybe my former male classmate DS) and one or more of my family members (like maybe my male cousin ME) hanging out in it, and next to their room was a large lobby / living room-like area that I entered.
In this room I saw a person sitting on a couch at the back of the room in the middle, and as I got closer I realized that it was my former female classmate CW who I used to like back in high school and eventually I even let her know but I was politely turned down (rejected).
I was surprised and happy to see her because I have not seen her since we graduated from high school, and she looked like she was the age that she would be now and her hair was a bit curly and she looked better than I had expected.
CW seemed to be waiting on me or just happened to be there, and she greeted me telling me that she wanted to tell me something.
She told me that she was wrong and she asked me if I would forgive her, and so I asked her what she was talking about and she explained that she had been wrong for rejecting me all those years ago.
She told me that over the years since then she has been in various relationships and marriages that have all failed, and here I was all these years later still single and that maybe this was possibly a sign that she should have gave me a chance all those years ago.
I told her that she had nothing to apologize for, that it was okay, and that I was sorry that her relationships had not worked out over the years.
She asked me if I would give her another chance and I said yes, she started to cry, and she gave me a hug.
I comforted her and we talked briefly, and I told her that I wanted to give her a tour of the house and tell her about some of its history and some of my memories of it.
She wanted us to do something else together, but she needed to leave to do something else first so she left.
I felt that I needed to brush my teeth because I did not want my breath to be stinky so I left to walk home to do that and then return quickly, and while I was walking my mom called me on my mobile phone telling me that maybe my uncle CE had a computer in the laundry building at The E House that he wanted me to fix.
No details were given about the computer so I told my mom that I would stop and maybe get it along the way home, and when I reached the laundry building it was locked and I was not sure if I had the key or not so I decided to worry about it later and I probably went home and brushed my teeth and I quickly returned to meet up with CW.
I was happy and excited and maybe slightly nervous because I was not sure what we were going to do, and I got back right before CW did.
CW entered the room looking sad, she asked me to have a seat with her on the couch, and she explained that whatever she had planned was cancelled and that she was sorry for getting my hopes up and for ending up rejecting me again.
She then told me that she was either recently divorced or was still getting divorced and that she had a boyfriend, and she apologized for not telling me this before.
I thanked her for telling the truth, and I tried to make her feel better by acting like everything was okay even though I probably felt a bit sad and I knew that the sadness would probably hit me later when no one else was around.
I did not want her to feel bad, I am not sure if she left first or if I did, I just know that I was happy that I at least got to see and talk to her again; but I was also starting to feel sad and depressive, and so it was starting to hit me already.
The situation was a bit messed up, having your hopes raised again after all these years after being apologized to and then crushed again, but that is the kind of luck I seem to have sometimes I thought to myself so I am somewhat used to it but it still hurts.
This dream is very unclear but I think that it took place inside a building and maybe outside the building, and that it involved maybe me and some people who were possibly from Mexico (Mexican) including a lot of children who were at this building and outside.
I can not remember how I knew that they or most of them were possibly from Mexico, I can not remember what was happening in the dream, and I can not remember is English and Spanish was used in the dream or not; and that is all that I can remember of this dream.
This dream took place during a nice day.
I found a nice piece of land near a pond and forest and a clearing, and it somewhat reminded me of a fictional version of the area near the Walmart in the city of D.
I remember being happy that I found such a nice little area that was quiet and there were no people around, and I took a moment to just enjoy the scenery and nature.
I am not sure if I was alone when I first found it or not, I just know that I left, and then I returned with several people to show them this nice area but that is all that I can remember of this dream.
This dream possibly took place at a college-like place but I can not remember, I just remember going into a maybe college-like room where a meeting was taking place, and most of the people there were young men and men with medium-to-dark color skin.
This seemed to be a meeting involving a basketball group, I happened to walk in and join it not knowing what was going on at all, and so I just listened.
I assumed that maybe Mr. Obama had went to this assumed college and / or was part of the basketball group, but that was just a wild guess.
I am not sure what they were talking about, I just listened and watched, but that is all that I can remember of this dream.
This dream was about a somewhat older male scientist with medium-color skin who seemed to be slightly inspired by Neil DeGrasse Tyson who use to be pretty popular and he use to play a certain character to maybe help promote science and maybe he had his own television show et cetera, but he went to prison for some unknown reason.
Years later after getting released from prison his son had gotten put in prison as well, but that is all that I can remember of this dream.