VarrhenSpecter

So here's where I'm at. I'm at home trying to decide what I should get Quynh(friend) for her birthday. I think she was still mad at me for yelling at her in this dream. There's a couple of guys in the home walking around the house with small notebooks in their hands. I asked one of them if I could see what was inside this book. A couple of the boys gave me a chance to read the book but as soon as I opened it, I found some secrets. This was a gift for Quynh and inside this book, I read the word, "J'aime". I thought it meant love in French, so after reading it, I was shocked. I felt like doing something insane to these boys, like killing them. But I woke up instrad.

I can remember being back at my old classroom in Math class. I was seating as the teacher was organizing the stuff and everyone else was preparing to get ready to graduate from the school. I am seating there watching my teacher packing up some books while she talks to another teacher. Being here again made me feel so happy. I thought of Abby during this part. I think it was because I just got braces the day before. The teacher then dismissed us and now we were able to leave the class and leave the school. As soon as I left the classroom, I noticed how bright the sun was again and I saw so many people walking out of their classrooms. It was a ghetto city, so I was cautious of what or who was able to attack me. I followed the long crowd through the hallway right next to the classroom I just left. I followed until I saw an empty open space and walked in to it. I decided to help a few teachers help pack their things.But as soon as I entered one classroom, they were already receiving help. So, I decided to go home now. On my way home, I seemed to have super natural powers. I had the power to move as fast as I could. I was moving so fast I felt like Wesker from Resident Evil 5. As soon as I finally reached the school parking lot, I moved extra fast. Most people didn't even pay attention to how fast I was though. After a couple of minutes of running, the scenario changed and now, I was a different character of this dream. I was now a girl living up to her dreams of being successful in her life. I watched as her life slowly started to change from a bad one to a really good one. At the end of her success, I was in a jungle just watching as she took a high jump off a high ledge and landed on another one below her.

At some points during this dream, I was the main character. Other times, I was not. The first part I remember was being on a Battlefield with a whole army of friendlies and a small army of enemies. Me and the enemy agreed to give each other a chance to pick our tactics and reload our weapons. This happened in a deserted city somewhere in a video game, it seemed like it. As an entrance, we all had to get in to a small vehicle of some sort and make our way back to the headquarters inside a warehouse. As everyone on my time was busy finding their vehicles, I tried to find mine on a small table of helicopters and artillery. At first, I picked an artillery but, I couldn't get in it. So the second time, I entered a plane that flew me to the headquarters. When me and my whole team finally got there, we saw so many tables of guns and ammo. Not real guns but pellet and bb guns. I walked around to see which one I like and when I finally did, I started loading bb's in to it. I did this as fast as I could, so that the enemy doesn't reach us before we could attack. There was a pellet gun that I really liked. It looked kind of like mine in real life. I picked it up and without loading and pellets in to it, I aimed in towards the entrance in front of me and was ready to attack. The enemy finally calls out to us and my whole team shouted in excitement and started firing at the enemy in front of the garage door. I aimed the gun and started shooting down enemies one by one. I finally killed so many that an enemy soldier saw me and started to tell some of his soldiers to shoot me. I dodged all the attacks I could and shot as many pellets as I could. I was never hit. At some point, I did manage to shoot the soldier in the forehead, but he still didn't seem fazed by the pellet. The dream ended.

I can only remember some parts of this dream. I remember seeing an old friend named Trinh. She was younger than me but I still liked her. Me and Trinh were friends in the dream and talked to each other even though we never actually met in real life. Sometimes I would hold her hand and spend most of my time with her. She was a friend of Quynh, so I wasn't sure why I fell in love with Trinh instead. Sometimes the dream would get depressing whenever I was around my house. For example, I was at my backyard having a good time spending time with her. But the more time I spent with her, the more I felt sad. I'm thinking it could be because I just ended our friendship and might not ever get to see her again. I sometimes kissed her lips and felt so much love for her. However, after the dream progressed, she started to literally die away. Sooner or later, she turned to a dead body. I was sad and feared for my life that she was dead. I loved her so much in this dream. I carried her dead body as if she was still alive with me and tried to give her body comfort. We were in the front of my house and I decided to take her body inside. I held on to her and carried her through the living room. I saw my dad in the living room and he seemed to be having a good time but paid no attention to the dead body I was holding. I then carried Trinh over to my room and laid her on the bed. I slowly comforted her head and kissed her one more time on the lips. I moved back a few steps and before I knew it, she turned in to a stuffed animal. Then I woke up.

Late in the morning hours, the street of a dangerous city is left alone. I'm standing right in front of a house on the side of this narrow street and watch as I listen to the silent winds blow. I'm staring at the backyard of a house and imagine what it would be like to kill someone or something. I leaned against a wall and just thought of what it would be like to murder a cat or a dog. I knew of the consequences and knew I would go to prison and be on the news. I kept on staring at the front gate of the other house in the backyard. All of sudden, I decided to turn around and notice something strangely different. The street. The street was very messy and there was trash everywhere! I looked around some more and noticed that there was no one in site to bother, until I found some one sitting in front of a table. This is when I started the attack. It was an old lady and I stared at her for a while and finally decided to go in for the kill and wonder what it would feel like to kill someone very quietly. I slowly walked across the street behind her and right before I was about to slash her through, she started to run away. I quickly ran faster and finally caught up to her and stab her with the object I had in my hand(not sure what it was). But then I noticed something else. There were a crowd of people coming towards me. They were all scared to see me actually kill someone. But as I stabbed her, I kept on stabbing her until she died. After a while of doing this, I stopped and ran away. By the way, I don't know why I dreamed of doing this.

I'm in a hotel room somewhere in the inner city. I'm with a few people. Their names were Eric, Leah, and some other guy who I didn't know. I always chatted with them on Facebook but not too much in real life. For some reason, I was in love with Leah in this dream. I felt the same way I did about Quynh about Leah. I talked to Leah and tried to become only friends with her. She knew I liked her. He accepted me as a friend only. While I was in this hotel room, I couldn't help but think that being only friends can be fun but I still have some love for her. Sometimes Leah's figure would change and become one of the other people I met back when I was in a hospital. She was very pretty. Me and her friends were talking about going somewhere like a party or event. I forgot exactly what it was but I decided to go. Even though Leah wasn't going, I still went with a rapper named Pitbull. I'm not sure why it wasn't Eminem instead. Eric wasn't coming, so I went alone out of all the 3 people who were in the hotel room with me. Sometimes I would go in to that hotel room and think about how much I loved Leah, but tried my best not to take it too far. I tried to be grateful for having her as a friend.

I don't remember much but I'll try my best at trying to explain what I saw in little bits. Okay first, I was in a house somewhere in a land far away. The place looked so familiar and just felt so familiar. I'm inside a house that really had no rooms, only a hallway and ever time I dream of this same place, I wouldn't remember if there were people or not. It was sort of like just thoughts that I was picturing. I'm not sure how to explain it. Anyways, Sometime when I was inside this narrow hallway, I was crying again over Quynh. I was in deep pain. I cried so much for her that I didn't know what I was going to do to continue living without her. It was like my pain doubled from waking life. But I while I was crying, I thought about the pain I have to endure to finally get her out of my life. I thought about just forgetting everything about her, then I won't be so sad anymore. I suppose this made me feel better upon awakening because I wasn't dealing with as much mental pain than the dream. I was also thinking of the group therapy session I had the previous day when we talked about this. I also remember being in the kitchen with my mom while she was serving me some drinks. I still felt a little bad about not being able to see Quynh again but I told my mother I would eventually forget about her.

I'm in a classroom at my old high school again. It looks exactly the same as the last time I saw this in another dream I had before. I'm not sure which room I exactly was in but wherever I was, I think I was dreaming of my old friend Quynh again. I felt bad that she left me and I feel hopeless that I'll never speak to her again. At this time, I think a graduation was also taking place. I'm not sure why but I keep dreaming of that same day when I graduated. I'm in a theater watching a movie with a bunch of other people. There were rows of seats that were empty. Most of the people were sitting in the back with me. I was on the last row. The people from school were already started to leave in other classrooms but the people in the theater were waiting for the movie on screen to be over. I saw Carol, one of my past classmates in piano class. She was kissing a bunch of random guys as were watching the movie. I felt a little sad for not leaving the theater right away because I hated to see the whole graduating class and Quynh leave without me. Wherever they were. I waited a few more minutes and the movie was finally over. Everyone started to exit the theater and as they did, Carol kissed every single guy that passed by her seat. I was sort of jealous, but I didn't let that bring me down. After everyone was finally out of the theater, so was I. I walked outside and appeared to be in the same lunch area like I had in another dream. It looked exactly the same. It was like I was having another graduation. I walked towards the middle of the big lunch area and wasn't sure which way I should go. The whole area was lonely, so it made everyone feel so sad. I decided to take the way where there was more people in it. Towards me I saw a big, plain field with a soccer net on it. It seemed kind of cool to see this but I wasn't sure that I would reach it, because something in the dream might cause me to wake up or a change in scenario. I also saw a few kids around the area. Some of them were teenagers. I walked up to one kid and felt like killing him because I didn't get what I wanted in this dream, that is, being able to be with Quynh. I slowly walked up to him and looked around me to see if anyone was watching. As soon as he reached a dark corner, I slowly crouched down and pounded the back of his head and started attacking it until he fell to the ground. I kept on pounding him for a while and I could feel the strong force I was using. I pushed him towards a wall and started banging his head in front of it. After a while, he collapsed to the floor and appeared to be dead with his eyes open.

I'm at a school and I see so many people all over the place. Most of them I have never seen before. I'm sitting in a chair facing an entrance in front of me. It was daylight and I felt a little sad. I was talking to someone in front of me but I forgot who they were. Anyways, after a while, I see one of the girls I used to be friends with in high school standing in front of the entrance door in front of me. I was happy to see her again. But because she is mad with me in real life, I didn't think she felt the same way. I yelled out her name. "Quynh!" She turned to me and just stared. She didn't walk up towards me and I didn't walk up towards her. After this, I walked in to the exit to my left and started walking home. On my way, I've met so many different people and friends. I did feel a little cautious walking through this area. I kept a close eye on anyone who might seem dangerous. This street I was walking on was curvy and there were other people walking on this road to. On my way home, I didn't meet Jonathan, an old classmate who attended English class with me our senior year. So after a little bit more of walking, the dream ended.

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!