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My dream starts in my classroom supposedly of next year. In the classroom helping, is none other than Mark O'Mara who is the defense attorney in the George Zimmerman murder trial. My tennis coach was my science teacher, and the material was impossible to comprehend. I remember seeing my English teacher from last year in the dream. She gave me and my friend chocolate on a stick. I remember caddying at a golf course with Mark O'Mara there. Then a girl that I haven't talked to in a while favorite my tweets.

My cousin and I with some of his buddies are kind of like characters in GTA. We are going down the freeway in the one’s car, and then he hits the nitrous and we are going at the speed of sound, and I can feel the incredible wind, sound, and speed. At this time, I was thinking we would die, so I started praying to Jesus. When we turned into the street that held our destination, which was a pseudo train station/civic center we got out of the car. As soon as we got out of the car, there was a truck coming behind us with a bomb in it (don't know how we knew), and it was like a minigame, seeing if we could get away from it. We all escaped unscathed and we started cheering and hugging each other. Then only my cousin and I walked into this train/civic center. We started walking, and I began to see many people from waking life. First, I saw two people from my church. There was this street which seemed to have a few school buses when we got out of the center, and I remember studying my cousin's profile. He had the same hair he has in waking life, same jeans as waking life, and the same Nike high tops. As I walked down into this courtyard from the street, I saw tons of people from my school. First to greet me was my friend from Italian class. She gave me a hug and told her friend "This is my favorite 16 year old". In waking life, my Italian class is one year older than me, because I skipped a year. I’m still one grade lower than the kids in my Italian class. I keep finding so many continuities in the dream world that come from my waking life, like my cousin’s features and my conversation with my friend from Italian class. I noticed that my friend from Italian class had braces. I then see my Italian teacher there, and she gives me a hug. We start talking in Italian on how our school’s trip to Italy was (and they are actually in Italy right now as I type this). So, it seems that I actually have a memory of things happening in waking life. The scene then changes from the courtyard to my Italian classroom. My whole Italian class from the previous year was in there. I begin to have a conversation with my one classmate on if I improved my Italian from last year. My teacher asked me if I needed to review anything for this year. I was then eating pretzels in class, and was making silly faces to my classmates. Then this one girl in my grade, who doesn’t even take Italian, showed up and started asking questions about the class. At no point did I become lucid, which seems crazy with all the continuities and hints to my real life. However, it seems that I need to improve on reality checks. Maybe whenever I see someone I know, I can do a quick check and ask myself “am I dreaming?”.

Dream 1

I began my dream walking into my school. I saw alot of people, but there faces seemed distorted or twisted. Walking through the school, I appeared in a parking lot. In the parking lot, I met a kid from my class that I hadn't seen for a long time (and didn't particularly like). This kid was with his mom who had blonde hair. Their faces didn't look distorted at all, like my classmates. I was introduced to the kid's mom, and I said the usual nice to meet you. The kid's mom actually treated me rudely and after our conversation, I woke up.

Dream 2

I began this second dream in what seemed like a medeval settlement outside of a castle. However, this settlement seemed to be divided amongst itself with rival factions everywhere. A few of my buddies and I were just walking around this settlement. Again, everyone in this settlement was someone that I know from waking life. My friends and I were given orders by someone to find this merchant in the village. Meanwhile, other factions were marching around, perhaps looking to battle eachother. We finally find the merchant, and then I wake up.