Okay. This is my first post! I have two dreams and they sort of go together. The first one is about a month before the second.
This dream just kind of starts up with black. Solid black, like a T.V. screen before it starts up.
All of the sudden I start seeing all these pictures of this guy, Alex. The pictures are all smaller than the black background, so it doesn't take up my whole view. The pictures are just in a little box. Pictures I've seen before, pictures I haven't... and none of the pictures are moving. There's stuff of him pouring lemonade, going to homecoming, at school, in band, all sorts of stuff.
Right before I wake up, a woman's voice echoes in my head: "Alex ****** (his last name)"
I wake up sort of panting, feeling like the sheets are constricting me, and sit straight up. Without even thinking about it, his name comes out of my mouth. And then I lay back down and fall asleep again.
I dream that same dream about eight times in one night, wake up the same way, and everytime his name is just echoing in my head: "Alex. Alex ******"
The second one:
Megan (my best friend) and I walk into our elementry school library and go straight to the row we always go in. As I go in that row, this girl (the one that I thought Alex liked) comes out. I see that at the end of the row, Alex is lying with his back against a vertical counter on the ground. So his body's kind of like:
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Anyway, so I want to turn around and run, but Megan keeps going forward. We get to the end of the row (where he's sitting) and she stops and starts looking at books. I'm right behind her ... so then I see him getting up in the corner of my eye, and I think he's going to leave. I'm kind of relieved, but when he gets up he just stands right behind me. Megan looks from me to him, and back and forth like that until I finally look at Alex.
He has that look... he's looking straight at me. Just staring.
Megan leaves that row, and I start to leave.
Alex goes to the spot where I used to get all my books, and he takes SIX Nancy Drew books from the shelf and carries them over to a table.
I run over to his table and go, "What are you doing?!"
He looks at me like it's blatantly obvious and goes, "I'm trying to read what you read so I can get to know you better."
I look at him like he's psycho. I open up the first book, shove it in his face, and go, "This is too easy for you! Look at it!"
I heard Harry's (my closest guy friend) voice from somewhere go, "You would've been better off with Agatha Christie, Dude."
"Read it! You start in the middle and see if it's too easy. READ IT!"
He starts reading it.
"See? I told you. It's too easy. You can't read this."
"But-"
"No. YOu can't read it. You can't."
And I walk out of the library and suddenly I'm in the mall, only it's not my mall. It has all these candy stores and I just keep thinking, "I really need an iced coffee."
I walk past all the coffee shops and go to the movie theatre (bad choice considering that's where he WORKS - he's the manager there) and went, "I need an ice coffee. Now."
There were like two teenagers behind the counter and they went, "Sorry. We havent been able to sell anything because the mana-"
"I NEED iced coffee."
"I'm sorry. We don't have the managers code, I-"
"Now. I need an iced coffee NOW."
They start scrambling around, saying how they don't know what his code is.
I go, "Look. He's coming," (because he was indeed walking toward us looking distraught)
I'm panicking because I don't want to see him after what i just did.
"GIVE ME THE ICED COFFEE!"
"We've tried everything we can think of! I can't guess his code..."
So I go over to the key pad thing, type in 8895 and that must've been his code because everything lit up and they made my iced coffee.
Alex finally gets over as I push the straw in the cup and take a long, grateful drink. He looks over at me, then at the rest of the staff. He says something, but I'm not sure what.
I see my friend, Sarah, and I go over to her and go, "...I got an iced coffee."
"Oh. Can I have a drink?"
I hand it over, she takes a drink, and she makes a yucky face.
I see my history teacher walk behind Sarah and I start talking to him about iced coffee.
Any ideas what these dreams are trying to tell me? Because I'm pretty confused... other than I needed an iced coffee.
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