mrspacebootz

We're in this building of which none of us know. It's me and these two other guys. One being really big and black and the other being really short and yellow. I like the short, yellow one. At this point I'm trying to think of ways to capture his attention. I begin to drink some alcohol to ease up the tension moving around inside me and go in for the kill. As I'm trying to beguile this young lad he ignores me during my fits of flirtation. I feel utterly discouraged and sad at this point.
In disappointment I walk away, my head downcast and my feet barely moving I bump into the big black guy. He looks down heavily upon me and I shrink in size. He manuevers around me and goes toward the handsome lad. They begin to talk and I feel even more sad than I did before because what did I do so wrong for him not to talk to me but to him?

I wake up from a dream that plays in my room, but I'm not. I look around and see that the mirror on the right-side wall is not the one from my dream. I look to my left and see no one.
Soon I'm fighting away a man that's trying to chain me up. I start to slip away.
I wake up again in a crate that's poorly chained. I look around and see I'm in the back of a moving car. There's mountains and trees all around me. A black paved road is beneathe me.
I think of jumping out. But my arms are tied.
I see to my left a field of grass. Tall grass that's inaccessible.
Somehow I manage to get out of the crate and land in the field.
And I remember feeling free.
I'm dashing through the field, like a field mouse. Panic is such an understatement. I'm petrified.
From afar I see a tiny cabin. Involuntarily I run towards it.
I get to it. I look inside its reaches. Nothing but a table and a plate.
My mom is coming from the right of me. Talking about me missing my dog's funeral. Screaming now. I run away and don't turn back.
There's a beautiful man at a gas station. He's pumping gas. Naked. I look down and see I am too. Coincidence?
I walk up to him. He stares at me. His eyes glossy and dark, as his hair. Then I look over his shoulder and see a crate with chains hanging from it. I freeze and he grabs me. Kisses my shoulder and then my neck. Telling me I'm his. All his. And I surrender, in his arms.
This time I sit in the passenger seat. We drive for long hours.
Then before us the road lifts and so do we.
He dissolves, somehow. I just watch.
I remember thinking of my only chance at love is gone. And now I'll be alone again.
For an unspoken reason I end up in my room. The walls are red instead of blue. This slightly pisses me off because I hate red, but this time, I like it. I don't know why but I start to like where I am. As if this red tint is enchanted.
I ignore everything and stare at the floor.
My grandma bursts into my room, through the wall, the red wall. She's covered in purple. As though someone painted over my blue wall with red, and she's the outcome.
She speaks softly. Words I can't recall. And suddenly I feel calm.
I lie down.

There's a bus. An ocean. Music.
Waves jump from the sea. Fishes flop. The sky is hidden by a bed of clouds.
I see my best friend in the distance. He's on an island, looking at shorts. He decides upon the black ones, as opposed to the red ones. I scream. He doesn't hear me. A shark is creeping up behind him. I scream but it sounds like nothing. My eyes float away, away from what happened.
I'm in a boat now. A boat that moves itself. I have a cell phone. I'm taking pictures of what's around me. A mountain I see. A few palm trees. An irregular cloud. I put my phone into a bag. Tie it up. Place it in my backpack.
I see a few old ladies. Arguing over black shorts. I see Daniel, my best friend. He's okay. I smile.
I ask him what's happening. He points to the shorts. Just points. I ask him what's wrong. He only points.
I go to see what's the fuss. The ladies scream. Their screams make buzzing appear in my ears. I can't understand their screams. They only hurt.
I walk away from the fuss and back to Daniel. At least I thought. He's no longer there. I only see his foot-steps. They recede to where the shore breaks, into the ocean.

I'm sitting in mrs.hadaways class and she's teaching about dyslexia. Let me remind you she's originally a business teacher.
I remember her saying something along the lines of: dyslexia is a dangerous disease. it consumes everything you eat.
I raise my hand and she calls me: Isn't it weird that a micro-organism can affect our body with great precentage? I recall myself saying. And she just looks at me dumbfoundedly and I look around the class and it's silent. Then she says, "Uhm. Yes."
I begin to walk out of the class. Then all goes black and at first i think i'm blind/ someone turns them back on and my vision becomes blurry. I fall to the floor in mid-panic until someone comes and gives me their glasses. I look up and see a girl in my view. Her name is Sarah. She takes my hand and lifts me and we start to walk out of the school.
We're in a room, on a bed. She's lying on top of my with her head on my chest and her arms resting under my back, as though hugging me.
She starts to kiss on me from my head to my legs. She then pulls off my pants and starts to give me a blow-job.
After sucking for some time she stops for an unexpected reason-- the tip of my penis comes off. I blink and swallow the spit lodge in my throat. Then I croak: did the tip of my penis just come off? She says Yes. "Well put it back on", I say
And she does.
She climbs over me and says: I'm going to bed
I reach over to give her a kiss goodnight, BUT she only pushes out her foot and tells me to go away.
Sarah leaves from my dream.

Soon comes another girl. She's naked, trying to take a picture of herself in this irregular pose. She is on her knees with one hand holding her up with her ass high up in the air with her loose hand trying to capture an image. I remember thinking to myself that her ass looked like the ears of a stuffed teddy bear, then I snicker and ask: what are you doing?
I don't recall her answering. Then I say something else, like: "I bet you get all the guys."
She has really long hair and caramel skin. She's lying on her back now with her legs half-way apart. She's gorgeous.
"why dont you have a boyfriend?"
She says curtly: "I do. In New York."
I remember one time she and I made-out but she wouldn't fuck me. It all makes sense. Long-distance relationships get lonesome time to time. I don't blame her.
" Oh" Is all I can think to say.
And that's all I can think to remember.

I was awakened by the saliva of a dog. And next to me was a man, a very beautiful man.
(It's sad because I don't remember his name or any explicit details of his face. But by my fragmented memory it tells me he was attractive.)
At the sight of each other we felt the need to kiss, so we did. Someone was screaming at us for kissing and he was trying to explain to them that we weren't, that in fact I was trying to wash his hair. He was holding a bottle of shampoo trying to convince them but, I don't think that they were convinced.
They left(well, he left). I am not too sure if it was a male or not, but by his anger I assume so.
I was on the ground with two adorable puppies.
He (the beautiful man) came down and lay next to us (me and the two puppies )and we started kissing again.

This dream tells me that I yearn for the affection of another man but society frowns upon gays so I'd rather stay out of reach because it's where I feel most comfortable.

But oddly I still feel a connection to that man in my dream. I woke up feeling nostalgic and sad. I guess part of the sadness I experienced had to do with my ex. The guy in my dream was older than me. Around his thirties or so, the same age that my ex is. But with this man it was something more powerful. I've never felt that much from a dream. It's weird. It was weird[...]

We're (me and a few others of who I can't recall) are in a boat and we're competing with other people of who I can't recall. The objective is to hit one another with a paddle and whoever hits who first, wins. Sadly I get hit and I fall into the water. I remember seeing my breath in the form of bubbles floating ahead of me as I sink farther and farther into the deep blue sea. I remember one thought and this thought only: What if a shark comes and eats me whole?
So I try to swim to the top but the pressure is too immense and all I can do is sink and sink. But somehow I gain the strength to swim to the stop and I do, but as I'm about to reach it I feel the darkness below me start to pull and above me I see a hand. I reach for the hand and it pulls me to safety. I realize it's a friend from my old school. It's weird because she was always a good swimmer but it also makes sense why she's the one to save me.

I never knew if my team lost or won. I will never know and it kind of bothers me, but it doesn't matter, I guess.
After that the rest of the dream was a blur.

I'm walking around with featureless faces. Some black, some white. There's a distant song playing. I think it's the whole reason why I'm here, so I continue to let it pull me. I remember me wondering why am I following the song, but no answer comes. Suddenly the music stops and I do too. Then I hear a screeching noise. Then I see a face of someone I see at school. He just stands there, staring. I sense he's giving me a message but why won't he just talk. I ignore it and continue to wonder why the music abruptly stopped. Somehow I'm moving without it and after this I'm drifted into another dream-state of mind.
I'm walking the hall and I see my cousin. I go over and speak to her and she smiles and grabs my hand. She asks me what i'm doing here and I don"t remember responding. We come in contact with the student body of my school and we start running away from them. I shout "IT'S A STAMPEDE!" and we (my cousin, some guy, and I) start to sprint down the hall and I fall and reach out my hand for help but they keep running and I'm left in total abandonment. I look behind me and see hundreds of students running towards me. I close my eyes and open them and see some guy giving me his hand. I take it and we run.
I'm suddenly near more students but this time I'm alone and have tons of confidence. I walk into this round-about and reach some steps and walk down them. There I am accompanied by a weird sensational silence and as I start to leave the steps behind me collapse to nothingness. After that I cannot recall very much more.

I'm loading books into my locker and look to my left and see a guy looking at me. He stares with such wonder and promise and I look away in nervousness realizing it's the guy I like.

I'm driving away from a mall-like school. There's a feeling of emptiness surging through my veins and my head starts to feel heavy with thought. I can't understand why He would do such a beautiful and unbelievable thing then just walk away expecting me to function without him. It's as though he's insensitive to the sensitive.
My mom sees me internally freaking out and coos,
"Are you okay, Honey?
In an instant I'm knocked off my pedestal by her voice. It's as though an angel swooped down from the heavens and slid into my mother's mouth and is seeping out in fragments of words.
She looks at me blankly and I blurt out, "Oh. No. Nothings going on, what must you think such a think?" And I force a wide smile across my face.
"No reason, Honey. How was the mall?"
If only she knew what just happened. If only anyone know, especially him, I could come clean of all the mess I've made inside of myself. Days like this I miss being a child; a life without worry or possession, where my mind was as clear and vast as the summer sky and my heart was as fertile as sweet violets in spring.
"It was all right."

I'm sort of glad she's lost interest in my mall venture. I can't stand talking about it anymore.
I look out the window as our car comes to a red light, and next to me is a group of guys in a Range Rover hollering out like wild animals. I can't quite distinguish what they're hollering about but something tells me I don't want to know.
I make out one of the guys for being the best friend of my crush. I instantly shutter in my seat at the thought of him knowing and look away as fast I can. I know he doesn't know but something tells me he may. I mean, guys don't gossip as much as females; do they even talk about anything other than sports and hot chicks they'd like to bone and video games? Over my thoughts I hear the word crush and look over to my right and see all the guys in the car next to us staring directly at me. I now understand why deer don't move when in the focus of two daunting headlights. Why they'd rather sit and watch them pull closer. They can't move even if they'd tried. It's an act of utter shock and fear.
My mom pushes forward and they turn the corner away from us.
I'm flooded with relief when I look over to my mom. It's as though she knows everything. That this entire time she's been my guardian angel watching over every little thing I do. I turn away in relief and stare at the trees and rows of tiny houses. I hear a sound of music; like a flute or a clarinet in the distance. It pulls closer and takes me along with it. I try to figure out where the beautiful music is coming from when I turn to mother and notice that she's turn on the radio (DUH).

I relax in my seat. I turn to my mom and as I'm about to speak she stares at me and her face stretches into a forced smile and her skin begins to sag then pull apart from her bone. She starts to turn inside out and her flesh becomes prominent and her eyes buck out of her head like she's accusing me of treason. She looks like she can see right through me, that she's reliving the memories of me walking around school trying to figure out which class He has and where and when to be just so I can see him for only a few seconds. Me in the bathroom crying because I'm too afraid to say a single word to him. The times in my room consumed with restlessness because the thoughts just won't stop pressing in. I plunge out of the car in embarrassment and watch as she turns to a tiny speck of dust.

As I sit I try to calm myself of all the trouble that has befallen me. The process runs clean until I turn behind me and see the car with the piles of boys in it charging towards me, and again, I'm trapped in its light, unable to move. Before the car completely tramples me it stops and one of the boys emerges from it. He steps in reluctance and my heart begins to beat faster and faster with each step he takes. In any moment I could suffer from a massive heart attack, until he looks at me and reaches out his hand.
His face is like a magnifying glass placed in front of a sunset. He looks so warm and reassuring, as though his face promises I long night of rest. I can finally breathe now. Time just seems to cease in these few moments and forever seems like an understatement.
I begin to take his hand and start to feel myself coming back together, when all time seems to fall back into its place, in tenfold. Before our skin can touch, I'm drifted into another dream-like state in the middle a desolate field in the fruits of winter.
It's freezing cold and my skin starts to fold like leather. I look down and the ground is a great sheet of ice and before I can't blink the floor shatters into tiny shards and I fall along with them, encased in their wrath and forced into a continuum of pain. I look below me and see nothing but what's above me and so on. Then I notice a flickering light. It starts as a tiny speck then builds into a gaping hole, the size of a world, and pulls me towards it. Within it is a picture of the guy I saw at the mall. The one who has my desires and fears in the palms of his hands. He's sleeping like a child whose fallen asleep during a bedtime story. I somehow find the will to swim towards him before he fades. But as I stroke he ebbs away, like sand in the wind. And before time and space can catch up to me, I'm thrown out of the existence of dream and shredded into reality.

I'm in a mall that resembles my school. There's tons of people all around me, some faces familiar and some not. It strikes me as weird that there's so many people around me and yet I have no one to talk to. Then it hits me that I am new to my school which explains my shyness but it doesn't explain other's lack of curiosity. I ignore the stupid little thought and keep moving when I stop at the sight of my "crush" as you can say. He's just there all alone looking around as if waiting for someone. Maybe that someone's me? But then again he doesn't know I exist. So I try to avoid him, but as I walk he seems to only get closer. Maybe he does know I exist after all? But then I see him lunge towards some other person of who I can't make out. Is it a girl or a guy? Curiosity gets the best me so I walk over and see who he's hugging because it obviously isn't me.
It's a girl. My heart drops.
I run towards the steps trying not to look back. Luckily when I give in there's two obese chicks behind me snickering loudly. I exhale unknowing I was holding my breath.
I keep moving forward hoping to find something to distract these frivolous thoughts and just as hope lost its way, I find a gigantic library with books shining the color of gold. My eyes start to water as I frolic towards a bookcase labeled, Romance.
How typical, right? I can't help that I have a huge heart for romance.
I grab a book and open it and just as I'm about to read the title the impossible comes knocking on my door and there he is, standing ever so beautifully in his skinny jeans just the right size and his blue Hollister jacket that always seems to appear in my dreams(ironic?).
I blink as I close the book and try to shield my face with my hand (I don't understand why I wouldn't just pretend to read the book) and hope that he doesn't notice me(but isn't it my dream for him to notice me?).
He's on the phone talking to someone now. He's talking awfully loud and I overhear him giving someone directions to pick him up. Unknowingly, I've been following him while trying to shield my face this entire time, but he doesn't seem to notice.
I see a car outside with a man on his phone and think maybe that's my crush's ride. So I find the strength to pick up an entire bookcase and place it right in front of the entrance/exit way. Then I hide and watch as he tries to get out, snickering to myself with my mouth covered. He looks pretty upset at this point so I manifest myself like a fairy godmother here to save the day and pick up the bookcase and place it where it was born. He smiles and says "thank you" and places a kiss on my forehead and walks away, ever so sweetly, to his ride while I stare, eyes wide and my mouth stuck in a capital "O", trying to comprehend what just happened.

1.
I was in a classroom in the form of Sonic the Hedgehog and no one seemed to notice nor care; so I turned into a ball and started spinning around the room and eventually a huge tornado formed and tore the room (and a few people) into bits. I gradually leaned out the door (well whatever was left of it) and ran away as fast as I could.
2.
Me and one of my best friends were in a field looking up at the stars. We were discussing if we should camp out in the woods nearby our house(s). But I exclaimed it was way too cold to do such and she got really mad at me and started to call me stupid for thinking we were going to do it sometime soon. I got really sad and started to cry tears upon tears that later formed into a river and drowned me and her. Surprisingly I survived and totally forgot she drowned too. I sprouted wings and began to fly and above, atop a cloud, was a kid that goes to my school. I don't know his name exactly, I think it's J.C? But he was there just lying there looking up at the stars which looked like many moons. Next to him, surprisingly, was my best friend that supposedly drowned. She didn't mention anything about drowning or the fact I didn't even try to save her (which is a huge relief). She started to unbuckle his pants and he was sort of refusing but she somehow succeeded and pulled out two slabs of fish. I was beyond bewildered but I knew if I asked any questions it would only increase it.
She then started to fry the fish and they both ate them while I sat and watched(lame).

I was in a car with the famous pop-star Lorde and we were driving down a country road. This instantly reminds me of her song, 400 Lux.
I feel as though I'm maybe her boy friend in this dream?
We're not really talking, just driving. (Which isn't really a surprise)
I remember looking to my left and seeing the trees dissolve one at a time. I look behind the car and notice nothing but blackness. The heart in my chest begins to beat double-time until one of her songs pops on the radio, then I remember calming down.
"We're never done with killing time"
Now this all makes sense. The car, the dissolving trees, the etching road-- We're literally killing time.


During this weird phenomenon I feel my feelings shift from high to low. Something told me that this was the end of a dream come true, until I looked ahead.

The sky was a deep-red. It looked as though there was a heart in the sky and it pumped blood in the form of clouds. It was raining. But not ordinary rain. It was more like the rain in a horror movie, but an unnatural shade of blue; blue as the color of the Atlantic Ocean. And was falling right before us.
"Can I kill it with you
'til the veins run red and blue?"

The heart in my chest begun to quicken. The faster the beats the more it rained. I tried to calm myself down but anything I did resulted in harder showers. I faintly remember this but, Lorde started to sing. As she sung the sky drift apart like one big cloud being torn from the sun and the heart in my chest stopped, completely, again.

We come around here all the time
Got a lot to not do, let me kill it with you

Then our surroundings went dark and the only thing alive was the radio:

You pick me up and take me home again
head out the window again,
we're hollow like the bottles that we drain.
You drape your wrists over the steering wheel
pulses can drive from here
we're might be hollow, but we're brave

And it repeated and repeated, like a distant echo of a set alarm.

I'm at a local pool. But around me are things that I don't remember. The trees are sadder and less alive than before. The grass is gray and the sky is opaque. Where am I? This isn't Pocahontas Pool.
I look ahead of me and see a few people from my school. They don't see me. Instead they're talking to each other. I begin to walk over where they are.
"Hi"
They only stare. Their eyes are cold and I freeze where I stand. I suddenly can't move and my thoughts break like old towers. Then they freeze and I'm able to move. This girl appears from my peripheral. She's quite beautiful. I don't remember her name but I remember seeing her around school. She grabs my hand and leads me in to the pool along with her. She just looks at me. A heart-felt stare. I feel as though she has me captive. I never want to leave.
We get into the water and just float there. She speaks.
"What's your name?"
Her voice is so sweet. Like the sound of birds in morning. I smile.
"Dana"
She swims closer to me. And looks deeper into my eyes. The closer she gets and quicker my heart beats. She touches me and my body softens.
She wraps her arms around my neck and rests her legs around my waist, then says, "Are you a model?"
Why is she asking such a thing? Is this a joke? I feel as though everyone behind me has planned this and if I say something wrong they'll all laugh at me. But then I look into the pool and see my reflection: I'm beautiful. More beautiful than I've ever seen myself.
"No... I'm not"
Her eyes hold something more than she's telling me. They're pale blue and deep as promise.
She leans her head and presses her lips on mine. I feel her tongue reaching in-between my lips. I do the same, and before I know it, where making out.
I've never made out with a girl before. It's quite easy. I've always wondered how it felt. The sensation of someone else's lips on mine. Their warmth making its way into my body. This feels so right. Until she stops.
"Are you ready?"
What is she talking about? I know this must be a joke. I push her away and turn my head.
"What are you talking about?" It comes out with more force than I intended.
"Don't you remember? Today's the day..."
I kind of have an idea where she's taking this. I get out of the pool and walk away. I hear her voice echoing in my head. The more it sounds the angrier I become. I look around me and everyone is still frozen. I look behind me and she's gone.
I look below me and the ground is falling from underneath me. And as it falls I do, too.
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We've just returned from a funeral. My great grandma has just passed away no more than an hour prior. My family is suddenly all in one room and I'm in the hallway thinking of where to go and what to do. I hear noises--weird, indistinguishable voices coming from all angles. My head hurts. I close my eyes.
I look to my right and see my cousin following me. I don't question why, I simply allow it. I noticed I haven't viewed my appearance all day. It suddenly bothers me because I could look ridiculous and not even know it. I begin to look down, and instantly, I'm appalled. I'm wearing a light blue-jean dress that comes to my high upper thigh(I'm a guy). I can only picture how ridiculous I look to others. The breeze of the hotel brushes my ass cheeks. A foul vision appears in my head. I push it away.
My cousin is inviting me back to the room where the voices pierce like knives. I hold up one finger and look down. There's a pair a little black sweats just my size. I grab them and walk away.
I find myself searching for rooms to change in. I open one door with computers and cameras. I feel as if I'm being watched. I keep moving.
Suddenly I notice one room where no one is in. A man is vacuuming the hallway just a view feet ahead of me. His back is turned. I sneak into the room.
I rush to pull on the sweats before he comes in. Before I get one pants leg on he walks in. I freeze. A smile creeps on to my face. I say, nervously, "Sorry, I needed to find a room to change in... I'll leave once I get these on." He just stares at me. He's wearing only a t-shirt and underwear. I see the outline of his penis. I blink and look up.
"I'm not into that trucker shit anymore..."
I stare at him trying to register his words. I blink and reply, "Sorry, I'll just leave.." I walk out.
Then it hits me.
I walk back in, very seductively, and touch his shoulder then his arm.
"Hey. I won't tell if you don't."
His belly hangs over his pelvis and he has brown skin, the color of a shaved wood, and he has short black hair and a long beard.
"I told you, I'm not into it. I've grown."
Without a response, I walk away in discouragement.
The halls are dark and murky. I'm overwhelmed with imagination. Something comes over me.
I see a family of five sitting at a dinner table. They're dressed very elegantly as if they've just came from a wedding. I sit down. They don't acknowledge me. They just keep talking. I listen.
"I had 1 billion stashed for you, Charlie" one says. She has blonde hair that stops at her ears and curves into the start of her neck. Her skin shows sign of decay, I'd say she's around fifty.
I look down at what I'm wearing. Black sweats, pink socks, and yellow jelly sandals. Without a question I feel myself get up, and walk away.
I lead myself to the stairs and walk up, thoughtlessly.
I enter a room where everyone's door is open. They're sitting in the dark with a faint t.v screen illuminating the walls. I smell the scent of cigarette smoke. It stings my senses. I start to make my way back downstairs, when a voice stops me: "Hey. We go to Purdue University. What's your name?" I don't know them. One has red hair, the color of autumn leaves, and the other has brown hair. I think of dark chocolate.
"Dana. My name is Dana."
Before I can blink, the orange haired one grabs for my hat. He puts it on his friend's head and they begin to wrestle. Then, they descend into darkness.
I look ahead and see my friend Lex. Next to her is my other friend Jaina. I ignore Jaina and say hello to Lex. Jaina just stares at me. I think about our past and the mid-night walks and the hour long talks. She looks away.
I keep forward and see my friend Noah and someone I just recently met. I wish I knew his name, but I'm too afraid to ask.
Noah speaks of his weed and says it's more potent if it's dark(I don't think that to be true). I nod and smile. I look to my left and see the anonymous guy snorting lines of cocaine. My smile fades. I look away.
I see Jaina on the couch. She looks so sad and alone. I walk over there and she ignores me. I try to start conversation when some weird girl interrupts:
"Hey! Aren't you Dana? I used to see you at school. Do you remember me?"
I know her from somewhere. Her face seems familiar. Memories flash through my head of various of others that resemble her. Then it comes.
"Aren't you Jaina?"
I look above and Jaina(the first one)just sits there, idly. She doesn't seem to do anything but smile.
"Yesth" I notice this Jaina has a lisp. Why is there two? And why does this one remind me of the Jaina I used to know so well. The one I used to love with my aching heart. Dread floats its way into my thoughts. I start to feel empty.
The young Jaina grabs my hand and we sit on the couch. There's people piling in from left to right. Faces that I've seen before. Eyes that I missed. Voices that once made me cry.
Next to me is that boy from earlier. I hold my breath. I plunge.
"What's your name?"
He blinks. Then smiles.
"Jose."
Shortly after, he lies his head on my shoulder. I could cry tears of happiness. This all feels like a dream. That in any minute I could wake up and it will all fade away.
I close my eyes and wish for this moment to be eternity.
I hold my breath and count to five, and before I can reopen my eyes, everything turns black, and I'm propelled into reality.

Me and a few others were in a boat on a river. the river was placed in ancient times and I had no clue where I was. but one thing I did notice was the water looked like scales from a dragon. I pointed it out to my friends and they ignored it like it wasn't cool so I was like "what the fuck guys, do you not see this cool ass shit? and again, I was ignored. so instead of trying to regain their attention I fixated mine on something else. i look down and i see a family of giant alligators. there were about fix or so and they were purple and blue (which is pretty bad-ass) but scary as fuck, so I tried not to focus on them or else I would freak out so I continued to flow in the boat. my anxiety was like to the sky so I jumped out the boat and one started to follow me so I was jumping rock-to-rock trying to get away and before I notice I'm on top of a wall and there's like hundreds of them trying to eat me so I hop over the wall and land in a frenzy of my middle school classmates. once again im terrified so I begin to flap my arms and lift from the ground and once im like 15 feet above ground a girl in a mermaid costume is dragging me down and the scenario switches into something im not so clear of.