Hello,
Im new to this forum, i joined because this is the first time in my life that i had a dream this real, and this disturbing.
I am 16 years old, pretty normal i would say, not stadning too much from the crowd, well maybe i like to joke around and entertain people a little more but im not a class clown.
Now the dream goes precisely like this:
The dream was entirely in 1st person perspective i saw everything trough my own eyes, i recognized smells,faces,car,signs,songs, lisence plates...
I wake up in my bed like every morning, pick up what im gonna wear and put the watch on my wrist, i always wait for my watch to show 6:40 then i call a cab and i have to be in school at 7:00 sharp.I enter my room to take the books and get chills all trough my spine from the cold that got in to the room because the window is open.I see trought the window the cab is waiting, leave the building and get inside the cab.I notice that the name of a huge bank si written on the door on the cab like it is in real life, i enter and tell the driver where to go.As he leaves my street i see a red car, a caravan to be exact, it has loads of glass windows in the trunk and as the car moves the glass falls outside, one after another and keeps shattering, i tell the cab driver to look at it and suddenly i fall a sleep, i am awaken in front of my old house in my hometown, the one that i visit on weekends, i start to panic, how did i get here, why, how so fast? I leave the car and suddenly the whole world gets this weird green color tone, and the night starts to fall i feel like i have been druged because i know its impossible not to halucinate these things, i go up the stepps to the balcony of my house, i see green mold on the walls, and the old tap is all green and rusty, i punch all this stuff to see if im dreaming cause, and I still wasnt sure whats real.Suddenly there is FRUIT IN BASKETS EVERYWHERE in the rooms, on the terrace, in the garden, in the kitchen everywhere.I do a 180 degrees turn and i see two men in suits approaching me, one young, the other old, the old man pulls out a kitchen knife, a knife that cant even cut trough butter, and tries to stab me, before he does i push him and jump 10 meters high on a power line. There i keep questioning myself am i in a dream its all too real, i know i am, i know i will wake up but its so real i start to get scared, i jump off the power line and in the distance i see a beach that is seen from the balcony of my house, in reality the beach is little, but this time its huge, its endless, i know im dreaming so i wanna fly, but i cant no matter how hard i try and 1 second before i smash on the ground i wake up.
EDIT: I keep having this reacurring theme in my dreams where i wanna jump and fly but the thought that its not real keeps me from flying, and i wanna shout out loud and scream, but when i open my eyes its all muted.
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