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Four dreams last night, and couldn't reality check once. I'm still surprised, I guess. I remembered most of three of them. I went to bed after eating an apple, and I had "I want to dream about Mr. Gill's class." in my mind.

1. Began somewhere between 4 and 5 am
I exited my chorus class, then walked down the hall to reading. I went into reading and left it, then saw Miss Mitch and Miss Ally. One of them gave me a bowl of ramen noodles (which I hate) but I began to eat them anyway. Halfway down the empty hall to my 'next class', with my mother suddenly trailing behind me, I heard one of the teachers yelling at me to not eat the noodles. I handed them off to my mom, and then entered the classroom.
It was in the wrong hall, but oh well. I walked up to my friend, Maddie (she had a shimmery purple bandana pulled over her hair, it looked sloppy), and she smiled at me and pointed excitedly at a kid I knew last year, Jake. She kept saying his name but he only looked up to look at her. He did not notice me.
I sat down by him and Mr M (who for some reason looked like an old guy?) started the lesson, even though it was the 'first day of school'.
When we left, it felt like the last day of school.

2.Began somewhere between 6 and 7:30 am
I was heading home from somewhere in a van with kids from my classes. We were in a white van, and someone was driving. Then my friends made the driver stop and they pulled out guns and started shooting randomly. I grabbed my suitcase (it had a knife in it) and started walking home, but for some reason I left the suitcase there and went back to my friends. A cop van... or a patrol van? I don't know, started coming toward us. One of my friends shot at it and left about 8 bullet holes on the passenger side of the van. The van stopped and one of the people inside of it got out, a kid I recognized from my bus. He began walking around the van, and he pulled my suitcase back into the van. The patrol van drove off, and the kid stopped searching for our stuff and said "None of the teachers want to be late for the chiropractor". I was relieved he hadn't found my knife.

3.Began between 7 and 8 am
I was walking through the halls at school with the people I ate lunch with. I headed into Mr. Gill's class, which was in the wrong room. His TV was over the door and it had a lesson playing. The seat in front of me was empty, so I took it. Mr gill, who was sitting across from me, offered me a bottle of water. It was label-less and only had about a centimeter or two of water left in it. I took a sip for my sore throat and slid it back to him. I pulled off my grey polo shirt(i do not have any, even though i want them) and revealed my navy blue tank top underneath because it was hot. I began adjusting a jacket which was on some clothes hooks, then noticed the TV.
It was actually a Q and A video about how good interacting with people is. It kept replaying the scene while people had to guess an answer. Mr Gill picked some people, but they did not guess correctly. I looked at the answer on the screen- it was the only answer, and the people with me did not know to use that answer. I rolled my eyes.

The last dream I remember happened 6/19 ;w;

It started off with my father driving like a maniac in a weird field with a bunch of dirt to get away from someone. Then, for some odd reason I associated that with school, and the dream switched to a completely different place.

We were sitting in some weird room in the middle of I don't even know, and I was sitting with a kid who I knew a couple years ago. He was smiling oddly at me, so I asked him why he was doing that.
He turned to his group of friends and began glancing behind his back at me and laughing with his friends. I got confused and touched my hand to my head. I was wearing a helmet for some reason. I took it off and touched my forehead.
I must have literally touched it, because I felt it and imagined pain, and I jerked awake with my hand on my forehead...
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It was just really weird because he was caring for me and he had acted concerned before laughing at me, so... pff.