I got some news that my parents were seriously ill and were going to die very soon. In a way it was nice that they were both going to die together as a couple, but was so horrible i couldn't do anything about it. I live far away so i had to some how get to them to see them. I got on a bus and started to travel to where they were, but i missed my stop and got off at a really rough area. I wanted to find the bus stop that went in the opposite direction to go back but in order to do this i had to make my way through this rough area. I was getting chased around these really horrible buildings, they were old, grafitied and run down. The group hasing me caught up with me and started beating me up, the beating wasn't so bad that i was getting badly hurt, but there was just so many of them, doing different things to me to hurt me. Plus i was getting held back from getting to my parents. My phone then rang and there was no one there, but i pretended to start crying like something terrible had happened, some of the gang then felt sorry for me and told me to run. I then managed to catch the right bus i was going for, a number 18 bus, but then the driver who was on it was wearing a mask, i then realised he had stole that bus and was now kidnapping me. I paid 50p for this journey like i was paying a real bus driver. I then managed to push the emergency stop button and ground the bus to a halt. I held my back against the bus driver cabin so he couldnt get out and i reached over and grabbed all the money from the drawer. I broke open the door and ran off. I ended up back at the place i was in the beginning, where the gang were. But somehow i was drunk and i started to beat them up. I then met some other people that were trying to get to where i was, and instead of fnding this bus stop we got a taxi to where my parents were. I got to the hospital and i was a cleaner there, i was going through the wards emptying bins until i got to the ward with my parents in it. The nurse then told me i was too unclean to be able to go near them, i was heart broken. but then there was an option to wear a wrist band that killed germs on me. At this point my parents seemed happy and were sittng up in a day room. Throughout the whole dream, i kept going back to the room where my dying parents were. Its like i was having two dreams at once. I was also making sure that my mothers mother could visit her as they never see each other often.
I dreamt last night i was in a team of men playing football at a proper sized football pitch. The stadium was packed with people. In my dream i knew i was usually rubbish at this game but i played exceptional. I got the ball and scored the first goal. The crowd infront of me jumped from their seats to cheer. It was the most amazing feeling i have had. A guy that i work with was in the oposing team and even though he is good at football normally, he missed a goal. I felt happy at this..