Adventures in Dreamland

Alright. Last night had a lot of dreams, and I don't know where one ends and another begins, and this is DEFINITELY not the order I had them.

I'm talking to my friends on Ventrilo, and one of my friends hears my dogs barking through my microphone, even though I'm not holding down my push-to-talk button. I get really confused as to how this is possible.

I'm a girl that is alone, left with just her stuffed animals. I play with them and talk to them. I go into this guy's apartment because I don't have anywhere to go. He lets me stay with him.

Switch POV, I'm the guy now. The girl has a special ability of being able to be 'glued' to a cross. Or maybe it's more like a magnetic thing. I dunno. She wants me to help her find a cross with Jesus on it so she can be with him. We go outside and there's this marketplace. One of the run-down shops is a Pawn Shop.

I'm in class, sitting in the front row. I don't know who my teacher is. Maybe Mr. Akemon? He gives me the homework I missed cause I missed class on Monday (don't have his class irl this semester, and he teaches history, not math like I think this dream was)

I'm climbing down a ladder, and I'm feeling sick. My teacher is worried about me and I'm just like "Nah, I'm fine." I get to the bottom of the ladder and stumble around.

Gaming Club president is teaching us something about a game that's like a mixture between Minecraft, Wakfu, League of Legends, and The Sims. I work hard on making a map until it gets late. The president says he shouldn't even be here this late.

I'm at a graduation ceremony at my old highschool's football field. I get up and walk away to do something. I don't remember much about this. Spongebob and Patrick were there, doing something that looked like it would be in a Spongebob episode. I walk back to the graduation ceremony with a blanket draped over me perfectly so it looks like a cloak. I think about how perfect it would be for my special occasion speech in my Communications class.

I start to sit down beside my sister and they tell me not to cause something happened to the chair. I look at it and there's some weird stuff on it, so I sit on the corner.

There's some sort of infomercial for a disease, showing it spreading and talking about how everyone wants to touch it to see how it feels. It looked like a burn scar, so this might just be a translation into me wanting to know what a burn scar feels like (because of Katawa Shoujo. <3 Hanako)

False Awakening. I'm thinking about going back to bed so I can WBTB, but then I notice it's 3 PM. I get on Vent and ask my friend what I should do and he is confused as to why I would go back to sleep at 3 PM.

Another False Awakening. I'm in my kitchen talking to my sister, then she sits on the ground.

My friends and I are walking through a college skyscraper. We're trying to find the pool for some reason. We get to the roof and there is a person who says something to us and then his hair turns into wings and he flies away. It switches to more of a movie about two brothers, seems like a comedy. Their father makes them go to the same roof, and they grab a rope hanging from a helicopter. The helicopter starts to fly off so they're left hanging by the rope, flying through the air. I was thinking "Man, that's so unrealistic. There's no way they'd be able to hold on to that." The rope breaks and one of the brothers starts to fall, but the other one tries to catch him. He starts swinging back and forth, trying to catch his (ridiculously long) ponytail.

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There's this cute girl that I did my interview with when I applied at WalMart. In the dream, we started dating but she got upset because she found furry stuff on the internet via my computer (Which is funny, because she's a furry.) All I remember is just trying to find her so we could talk it out.

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It's the end of the world, and my people are slowly starting to die off. The planet has been swept by a disease that seems incurable. We've tried every medicine that we could think of, even creating new ones in our labs. The only survivors are members of my family.

But there was one thing that we didn't try.

I don't remember how I found her, but I was amazed at what I saw. A tree in the middle of the forest, with her bark wrapped around a person as they slept. No, not sleeping. In a sort of meditative state, maybe? I just stood there and stared at her, and she spoke to me. I felt an unexplainable bond with this tree, like she was a daughter to me. She told me that the person had been inflicted with the disease and that they came to her for help. She wrapped her bark around them and helped them, curing them of the disease.

I went to my family, telling them of my discovery. My grandmother was very interested in the tree, as well as some other members of my family that I didn't really know that well. My daughter, however, was getting upset with how much time I spent with the tree.

Skip forward a bit; my daughter caught the disease. I told her to go to the tree to cure herself, but she wouldn't listen. I continued to beg her, but one day, she was gone.

Help me, father.

I'm in a space station. A voice echoes through my head and I run as fast as I can, trying to keep myself from crying so that I can see.

Help me.

I'm running through the aisles of what looks like a supermarket, looking for my daughter. Suddenly, I realize that the voice in my head isn't my daughter's. It's the tree's. I continue to run, looking for my daughter. She comes first. I didn't want her to think that I loved the tree more.

I find my daughter leaning against the ends of one of the aisles, maybe crying. She's sick. Really sick. I hug her and tell her that I love her, and that everything will be okay.

I find the tree. She is in the space station, replanted here. She doesn't seem to mind, but then why was she calling for help?

No, she didn't need help. She was leading me to my daughter.

I convince my daughter to let the tree help her. She refuses to let the tree wrap the bark around her, but she just sleeps while leaning against her. I think it works. I think she's been cured.

(This dream, although there was a dream between it and when I woke up, and although I'm posting this about an hour after I woke up, still hurts my heart. I won't be forgetting this feeling anytime soon. Is this the feeling of fear a father gets when he thinks he's going to lose his daughter? If so, I pray for all of the fathers out there who have felt this way.)

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My friends and I are playing a racing game, something about fire and how someone was drinking alcohol so they exploded or something.