Kmaniac101

I was attending college and I remember being in the school then being home and looking at the time and remembering it's getting late and that the teacher told me before that class starts at 8 and not to be late. I went into my grandfather's bedroom and there was some sort of class taking place so I sat down and we were back in college sort of. It's hazy now that I've woken. Two girls were coming in late but instead of sitting down they kept walking back and forth down the halls looking around into different bedrooms until they got to mine at the end of the hall and then started heading for the front door. I chased after them and they were way too sexy. To explain the kind of sextra they were, think "new wave Russian Porn". I talked to the sexiest girl about sex stuff for a moment until she seemed uninterested and walked outside. I turned to her friend who seemed more interested and began to explain that I was about to jizz on her. Just as soon as I said that I jizzed on her arm. She smiled. I smiled. It was a good time.

Later I'm downstairs in my grandparents house, and my uncle is there. In waking life my uncle is not allowed to be a part of the family until he gets help and sober up from lots of drugs and other things. He has tried to kill me three times and I have a Protection Order against him so he can't be near me or the house for a year. I saw him there and began to panic knowing he would try to kill me. I went into the laundry room and walked to my grandpa's tool bench to find something to defend myself with. He walked into the door way. I couldn't find a tool in time and he started walking at me and smiling and said something. I shouted for my dad and then ran out the back entry to the laundry room which leads to the garage and I tried to slam the door behind me but thought he may be too close and could catch it before it slammed. I pressed the button to open the garage and sprinted to the garage door and slid under the tiny bit that was open so far. My uncle, being a 300lb 6'4" man should have been slow... but he was right behind me. I knocked over the garbage can to slow him and tried to run as fast as I could but I was running slowly. I kept shouting and my dad came outside seemingly unconcerned. I think my uncle tripped or something and my dad wentry to stand over him to make sure he didn't get up. I started saying everything I wanted to say while he was on the ground. "Ha! Fuck you you big fat bitch! Suck my dick you twat!" I noticed it was very dark, like late night with no moon. He started cussing me and saying he's gunna kill me and I grabbed my phone to start taking photos of the scene and a video. My dad looked up to say something to the elderly neighbor who seemed concerned and was coming outside. I turned to video her for a second and when I turned back my uncle was getting up and charging at me. I ran for a second and then decided to fight. I was going to kick him in the knee and snap his knee back but for some reason it's impossible with the way he's leaning forward etc. Instead he walks right up to me and grabs me and starts to walk to the cement driveway. I imagine he's going to start beating my head into it. I claw at his face and start to grab his ear to rip it but it's like his ear is made of wood and nothing happens and I can't get a grip on it either.

The dream faded and now I'm in a car with my dad. We're pulling into this auto repair place with a lot of garages in back, lined next to one another like how car auction houses are. We pull into one and its all very familiar. We walk through some complicated hallways and into a room that only has a few basic office things in it like a chair and desk. I remembered there being a full size car in this little room bit it isn't there. I told my dad it was here earlier. We begin walking down the hall until we see a guy sitting behind this big desk that takes up the whole end of the hallway, like the kind of desk stand you sit at when you're on the witness stand in court. Just behind and to the right of him (like the judge) was a lady doing paperwork. The guy leaned forward and was grabbing papers from a printer or somebody around the corner and asked if they were waiting for those reports so he could start on some other work.

Then I woke up!
All of my dreams have a slightly dark lighting to them for some reason.