VarrhenSpecter

I fell back to sleep at around 3 AM in the morning.

I'm back at the preschool classroom I used to volunteer in a couple months ago. The lights in the classroom were off, so I assumed it was nap time. The classroom didn't look like the real one, though it did feel a lot like it. I was sitting on the far right side of the classroom watching the children napping while I was talking to one of the teachers - Mrs. B.

Mrs. B and me didn't talk so much in waking life but we did a lot of it in this dream. I didn't know what my intentions for being here were, but it made more sense when I asked her a question. I asked her if she knew the person who signed the certificate I got in the mail(in waking life) and who got the gift card for me. She didn't know who. Despite not knowing who the generous person was, I thanked Mrs. B for also having her name signed on my volunteering award. I was telling her how great it felt to receive this gift. I felt honored that they would do something like this for me.

I sat still on the chair I was sitting on and I noticed a child in front of me trying to catch my attention. It was M. He probably just wanted me to talk to him seeing how he wasn't feeling sleepy at the time. I stopped and tried to get him to stop talking(talking wasn't allowed at the time). Because I was a very timid person in waking life, even in my dreams I had the fear to go beyond just telling him to stop talking. I hoped for the best and maybe he'd stop after I ignored answering him. That is when another child to my right, gets up from their bed and walks up to me and laughs, almost as if I was being taken advantage of seeing how I'm very shy. She then walked back to her bed and the dream was over from there.

Back at Pacific a same night, I was in Ms. Kelly's science class. The classroom was dark and only half of the students were there. I knew some of the students but I could remember them all. One of them was Adrian and of course, Ms. Kelly.

Kelly was lecturing us as she walked around the classroom and pointed at things. She didn't look much different than she did a few years ago I saw her. After all this time passed, I can still look at them the same.

Ms. Kelly brought something up to the class and see if anyone would respond. She pointed a stick somewhere on a board in a back and after a few minutes of waiting, no one responded. But just about when she was going to walk back to the front of the classroom, I opened up a few words out of my mouth. Now the only reason I thought this was strange was because I never talked much in the classroom when I was in school. I was always the shy one and only spoke up when someone asked me a question.

I asked the teacher a random question. "Do you think I'll get married some day?" She looked at me and tried to answer. I asked her another question, "Do you think I'll make a great husband?" The whole class were just listening. I stared back at the teacher and heard Adrian's voice whispering out, "He talks." The teacher responded, "Well, I don't know, do you like boys or girls?" I smiled and brought my hands up in the year in a sign of confusion. The students laughed at my response. I cannot remember anything else.