non-lucid

I am on an activity bus going from the Junior High to the High School. I have the window seat with my friend Brian. We are 4 seats back on the right side of the bus. I see my crush sitting one seat in front of us on the right side of the bus. We arrive at the High School, so I get off the bus with a few others. I realize that I left my backpack on the bus, so I turn around to grab it. The bus opened up so I could grab my pack from under my seat. I notice that the woman driving the bus is my bus driver from 6th and 7th grade, JoAnne. Now I’m running through the rain to get inside. Once inside, I walk down a hallway on my left to a circular area. The play director is there with a few students. She tells me to put on the black cotton shorts that she gave me to wear for the production. I tell her that she never gave me any shorts. I start to walk back down the hallway.

I am a bear. I know I was hunted and captured by some rich man. I am not bound, and I have a bow and arrows. I am passed out for a while. When I wake up, I shoot at a large bucket which I somehow know is filled with lemonade. I shoot 4 arrows into it, and it drains out. I know the rich man is hiding something from the people looking up to him. I decide that it is my mission to show the people what the man is hiding from them. There is an area in front of me that is open, so I go there first. I’m not sure if I’m still a bear or if I’m a human now. There is a small stretch of corridor, followed by a bathroom on the left. It has a bathtub filled up with hot water and bubbles.

I am with my friend Maura. We are on an airplane landing strip area, but it is very compressed. There is a small black plane. A whole bunch of people wearing matching purple shirts are getting onto it. Maura thinks we are supposed to be on that plane, but I don’t. We get onto it anyway. The plane is rolling forward between buildings and out onto an open road. Now we both feel like we’re on the wrong plane.

I am at a camp (that doesn’t exist). I am on something like a high ropes course, but it’s also like a swinging wooden bridge/treetop walk. This is in a forest, and I can see teenagers all over the course. I am walking on the planks, and I see this very attractive guy. He smiles at me, and I smile back. Now I take a left and go up to a more shaded area that has a big purple machine with a woman standing at it pressing buttons. Somehow I know she is the potion maker. I go over to that platform and jump off the left side. I remember hearing people say the fall is 7 minutes and 20 days. It’s the next day, and I head back up the course. Now I’m with Courtlyn, and no one else is on the course. We walk up to the area with the purple machine, but it’s blocked off with a silver rope. There is also a 3-foot gap between where we are and that platform. I tell her that I think we should go forward anyway, so we do. We extend a bridge forward by pressing a button on the left of the platform. I go up to the screen on the purple machine. I am about to say, “Let’s make a love potion.”, but I get cut off by a woman who looks like a nurse. She looks very mad. She drags me to the edge where I had jumped off before, and throws me off. I land in a room that feels like a bedroom. I know I have done something wrong, but the woman in the room doesn’t seem mad; more like empathetic. Courtlyn and I are being “punished” for what we have done. We have to lie down in the bed with stuffed animals. It feels like nap time. Justin and Brody walk in and look at me as if to say, “What’s wrong?”. They leave. An old man comes in and takes us outside. He starts to lecture us and tell us all of the things we are not allowed to do anymore.

I am in an upstairs hallway at the Junior High. Everything is a light tan color, and there is no ceiling to this hallway. The sun is shining very brightly, but I can’t feel it on my skin. I am with one of my good friends, and someone else (a girl with hair like Taylor Swift). We’re walking up to a stand that reminds me structurally of the school store, but it is empty other than a boy and someone else standing inside. I notice that the stand has a roof, because it is shaded. We have come here to find out where our lockers are. I think we found out, because we are walking to our lockers. They are just to the right of the stand we just visited. Now we are going to find our class. It is in a hallway that doesn’t really exist in the Junior High, that goes past the science wing toward the Cafeteria. The hallways are completely empty. I feel very rushed and hurried. I walk into the class and find a seat. I feel like I know that it’s supposed to be mine. I look at a bright name tag on the desk that says Mr. F---------. Underneath that is says F7--. Even though the hallways were empty when I was walking through them, this class is completely full.

I am on a motor boat in the middle of the ocean. I dive down to the bottom of the ocean quickly, then look around the extremely clear water for any sharks. There aren’t any in sight. It seems like there’s nothing in the sand at the bottom, except for a small area where I am. It is very well lit, even though I am very far down. I don’t think I have any diving gear on. I have a disposable, clear drinking cup which I am using to collect minuscule fish and shells. The shells are all whole, ranging in size from the size of my pinky to about a foot long. The water doesn’t seem to be moving at all. I’m now swimming up to the surface. I can’t remember hitting the surface; I just pop onto the motor boat again. There are now 30-foot waves that I can see very clearly on the ocean. Although these waves are fierce, they don’t come near the boat. I don’t notice the boat that has come up on our left. The members of the British boy band “The Wanted” are on that boat. They all come aboard our boat. They said their boat can’t handle the waves.