Casting Shadows

I went to sleep around ten last night and woke up at five.

DF: Something about a man in black standing in the distance.

I stayed up for an hour and went back to sleep, and then woke up at eight.

DF: Something was going on and I wanted to sleep, so I went in a bedroom and did that.

Dream: Several of my friends and I went to a camp that was most likely located in Tennessee. I remember Jasper (my best friend), Cho, and Jackson (from school) coming with me. My parents were also there, except being there forced them into younger bodies and mindsets. After she spent a little time there my mother was ready to return to the real world, but Daddy wanted to stay.

Campers stayed in fairly large cabins, most of which were bigger than a lot of houses, and they were all separated depending on age and gender. At some point during the night Jackson's group picked their cabin from the inside and moved it to where we were. The girls and I seen it from the windows and were mostly impressed as they managed the feat again.

In fact, I was so impressed that I wanted to see if I could do it, too. I walked over to one of the walls (wooden, of course, and a very dark brown) and placed my palms on it, pushing it upward. I'm not sure if it worked or not, but it may have.

The next day we were eating (I'm not sure if this was breakfast, lunch, or supper). The cafeteria looked very much like my school's, except campers were allowed to eat in the back (and at my school they aren't). I wanted to speak with Jasper but it was very difficult to find him, so we talked on the phone while we both walked around the cafeteria, attempting to locate the other. At some point I did find him, yet he always walked away from me even if I told him to stop, and I think he changed his appearance a tiny bit so that it was harder for me to find him.

Finally, camp was over and we were meant to go back home. Everyone crowded out into the afternoon. There were quite a few cabins, which I hadn't realized prior to then, and also an oak tree in the center of the camp. Forest was all around us, but there was a dirt road that went into the area. We were waiting for our rides to come pick us up. I was by Cho.

Well, we seen cars driving fast and a camp-cop stopped many of them and let a few through, and the campers who were going to ride with them hopped on in and they all drove off. This happened a few more times, until finally Cho and I were the only ones left in the camp. We realized that we were going to have to walk all the way back home, and stated going down the road.

It was very steep, but thankfully at a certain point a fence that was meant to be barbed wire in the dream appeared to our left, which was good because it was easy to hold onto it while we climbed. Occasionally there were holes in the fence which led to certain things, though I'm not sure what. Eventually, right before Cho and I hit an extremely steep hill, she said, "I'm so glad that we found Liberty Land."

Now, the Liberty Land that she was speaking of is shut down now, but I went to it twice or thrice as a younger child with my parents. I was in front of her, facing the hole (she only knew it was there, she couldn't see). Although I don't remember there being a ceiling, or any other cover, it was nighttime in the hole and the afternoon outside of it. It was a huge circle, and I could make out stripes of red and white and squares of blue with stars in them, and the entire deal was covered in white fluffy stuffing--the same stuffing one finds in stuffed toys. I realized that it would be easy, so easy, to hide in Liberty Land to rest. I climbed in, but didn't get far.

An elderly woman with gray-white hair, elastic light blue jeans, and either a pink or green shirt materialized in front of me, and told me that it would not be wise to stay there. I understood and believed her and turned around to go just as Cho was about to climb in (it didn't seem as though she could see the woman). I briefly wondered who she was, and thought that she might be the ghost of one of the people who died from the rides.

As soon as we got out, we turned behind us and seen several girls getting into cars--neither of which had been there previously. We joined them.

I'm not sure if Cho turned into Gail or if Gail was merely already in the car, but she and I went to my place, where I ate stale popcorn and she watched the Bonds Naruto movie.

DF: My parents are fighting and I warn them that if they don't stop I'll call the cops, but they don't mind me. I grab my phone and walk out the door, which opens up to the break area at my school. My phone doesn't seem to be working at all, because I can't get to where I need to to dial 911.