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Some dreams are like old, abandonned cemetary; old bones laying under the soil, mostly forgotten but lingering still.

I am in the old house, with my family. My sister and father are cooking, the table is dressed in the kitchen. Their part of it is bathen is a golden glow, but it fade before reaching my mother and me. Nobody seem to notice, and they bring the food to the table, and everyone get a hearty helpful of pan roasted potatoes and bacon bits. It smells wonderful, my family is joking around and laughting, but I can't. Deep down, this feels sublty wrong, like I'm seeing everything through a deforming glass. The food taste good, but my stomach is tight. I feel cold and remote, I want to leave.

I wonder how many time my subconscious is going to dig up the ghost of my childhood and the corpse of my parent's marriage.

4:00 - 5:00

Me and my family went on vacation at some hotel that owned a farm. It was a creepy, old, run down farm in a field with many hills. There was an abandoned old barn next to the hotel. We were going to stay there for two days, then leave the next night. We were having fun for a while. The first day went pretty well. There was a golf cart there that I rode around the hills. It was very fun. I also explored the farm a bit. It was great... until the first night.

It started raining. The rain was very, very hard. It was raining all through most of the night. Suddenly, at probably around midnight, We all heard a very loud cracking sound. We went to the window in out room. (which happened to overlook the abandoned barn next to the hotel) We all got there just in time to see the barn, with thousands of holes in it, collapse into a large pile of old wooden rubble.

My family started to panic, especially my mom. My dad started making phone calls to figure out what just happened. He eventually figured out that it rained PEBBLES! These pebbles were a unique part to this region of the world, and they usually didn't tell anyone about it because it happened so infrequently and to keep people from panicking, but tonight, out of all nights, it had to happen.

The next morning came around. We tried to go outside to see what happened, and we found that we weren't allowed to go. The hotel security said it was too dangerous. The pebbles penetrate any material that is or weaker than wood, including, but not limited to, human skin, silk, fabric, and some sheet metals. They said the only reason the hotel survived was due to a steel roof that they made to protect against the pebbles. They gave everyone this metal umbrella that they said helped stop the deadly raining pebbles.

We went outside to get into our car and drive away, but for some reason, it didn't move. I think it was missing a part. So we went back inside to stay there for a while. I, however, saw a guy trying to start an awesome looking convertible. I helped him fix it, then tricked him into giving me the car. It had a great steel covering on it that was perfect for this kind of stuff. Instead of driving away from my family like a selfish a**hole, I drove to the nearest town to try and get the missing part.
The rode was very scenic. The only thing that ruined it all was the fear of the pebbles.

When I got there, the town was in complete chaos. People were lighting fires, dying from penetration by pebbles, and killing each other all over the place. I happened to find a nice group of teenage girls. I explained my situation, and they decided to help me try to find the missing part. They talked a LOT.

Together, we found an auto parts store that was selling the missing part. We went in there, got the part, brought it into the car, then we started driving.

*Note: I have actually never driven a car and it's pretty apparent in this next part, but at first when I was driving to the town to get the spare part I was able to drive the car fairly well.*

So, as we were driving out of the parking lot of the auto parts store, I found that it had stopped raining pebbles. I encountered this very steep hill that many cars were able to go up with ease. I tried to floor it up the hill, but I couldn't control the car and crashed into a tree. The car was still working and no one was injured. It was then that I encountered a person from school, named An. He was actually the boyfriend of a girl that I like. So as I was cursing and trying to back up, I saw An there, walking down the hill about 50 feet away. He waved and said hi to me. I hesitated and said hi back. It was then that the conversations with the girls got more serious. I explained to them about me liking his girlfriend as we went around the hill on a different street. Then, I SAW her walking around a corner. She looked great. I said hi to her, and she said hi back. That's all that happened. Me and the girls were talking about how shy I was around her. They mentioned how much I acted like a girl there. I said, "well, I guess I do act like a girl sometimes." One of them answered back, "Maybe we should take you back to our place sometime." or something of that manner. I didn't know what it meant, so I just kept driving poorly around the countryside.

When we finally got back, it started raining pebbles again. I quickly went up to my family to show them I got the missing part. They all quickly went downstairs outside to attach the part to our car. I said, "I think I'll meet up with you guys at home. I want to go with these girls." They said okay and drove off home. After that, the scene skipped.

I was watching what my family was doing at around 10:00 at night. My mom said, "Well, B (me) seems pretty happy." My dad said, "I think he's just finally happy to get some." Mom then said, "I wonder what he's doing now?"

The scene then skipped to some movie theater or acting stage or something. I could see myself, but I looked VERY different. I looked very much like a girl. I was still with the girls this whole time. They have apparently turned me into one, somehow. Not with any surgery or anything, though. One of them said, "Come on! We've got to get ready!" Another said, "Alright, we're coming." The lights turned off and the dream faded away.

It was all a bit like a movie, now that I think about it. Everything about it just seems so, movie-ish.

I first started out in a desert someone around a destroyed city. I've seen this desert before, or at least felt I have. I was standing on a dirt road, making my way towards the city. It was a little dangerous to try and leave the desert I was in, as there were people who would punish me for leaving. On my way, I found a boy in a wheel chair. I never questioned why he was in one, but I decided to help him make it in to the city. I grabbed on to the handles of the wheelchair and made our way towards the city in front of us. At first, it didn't make since. From a far view, the city looked a lot like a destroyed city filled with trash and dirt flying over the city. The scenario changed. Before I knew it, I made it in to a school. And the weather also changed. It was raining and the clouds were covering the high skies. I was standing in front of the high school hallways. If I had to guess, I'd say it was my old high school. Pacific. People were walking around the classrooms and through the hallways as they would in reality. I was still in charge to help this kid in the wheelchair make his way to where he had to go. I was taking him down the hallways until something strange happened. I kept a good eye on the students all around me to identify familiar faces. I didn't see too many at the time. But I did see one. However, it wasn't one whom looked like the one who they looked like in reality. But I never did get a chance to remember her face after all this time. Her name was Stephanie. It was a girl I like in 8th grade, when it took me a while to get over her. Once I saw her, I knew I had another chance at meeting a beautiful girl. I do like another in reality but seeing Stephanie's face again gave me some hope. But this wasn't the only the time I saw her in this dream. I'm not sure why but, after seeing her the first time and making my way through a few more passageways, I saw Stephanie again. I'm guessing I really miss her. Anyways, this is where things start to get more different. Me and the kid finally made our way to an open area. It look so familiar and so unfamiliar. I left the kid there and continued making my way to my classroom. I was on my own on this one. I did have something in my hand though. I had some kind of metal pipe in my right hand and a smaller one in my left. I'm not sure what they were used for, but I never bothered throwing them on to the ground. I walked towards the corner of a hallway in front of me and continued walking down the hallways until I reached the front of the school. Once I finally reached the front, I turned over to my right and walked towards the last classroom. I also noticed that the time changed. It was now night time. I'm guessing it was D-3. I'm not sure. The numbers on the doors were too faded to see. I didn't see anyone there. There was a unoccupied area there. Right next to it was a wall of ground where people were able to sit down and wait for the teachers to announce that the session is ready to begin. I looked down at the wall of ground and tried to find a number that relates to the classroom number. I walked too far. I did hear a teacher yell out a class number. It was Mrs. Kelly, one of the old teachers I had in high school. The classroom was about 2-3 classrooms before this one. I was a little embarassed and walked back a few steps to the classroom. When I finally found the classroom I sat down on the wall of ground, put down the stick of poles, and waited there until the teacher allowed us to go in. I saw an old friend sitting right next to me. It was one whom I had known since the 6th grade. I forgot what I had told him though. For a few seconds more, someone behind me told me that the class session has started. I got up and turned around and walked in to the classroom. I was walking in to Mrs. Kellys' class. It was a bright classroom. And the tables looked the same as they would in real life. I sat in a corner right next to the teachers desk. There were a couple more kids sitting to my left too. I think I knew them for some reason. They seemed to be friendly around me. The class was to fold a piece of blank paper in half and make some kind of definition chart. I think I had a little trouble trying to make one. I was new to the class, so I wasn't sure how to finish up the project. A boy to my right was also new, but he was the one who was trying to help me out. I didn't know this, I sort of felt it. The teacher also helped me. She was sitting in front of me as she was working with some papers she had in front of her. She looked busy as usual. I've always liked this teacher as a person and the way she handled the classroom. She also looked at me differently in this dream. Because I was always shy around her in reality, I feel like I've changed a lot ever since I last had a talk with her. I never bothered to turn around to see her facial expression as I was working really hard on this project. There was a word that really pointed out to me. Some of the words were so clearly written. But there was only one word I could read. It was on the left side of the folded paper and it said, "Availability." It was a pretty nice dream seeing my best 12th grade science teacher again!