Rachel's Dreams

I woke up to this dream this morning

This morning I woke up happy to be out of a dream that I was in. My mind was confused
Because I really had not been dreaming that long. I believe I couldn't have been dreaming for more than thirty minutes, but I felt like I had been dreaming longer thus making me feel that it was time to wake up out of the dream.

I know that I cannot relay the exact details, but I have a pretty clear idea of the events of the dream. I remember walking to a big white house. This girl I was with had to use the bathroom. I feel like she was a blonde. I remember that I had been talking to her about a previous dream that I had about some make- up that I had found in a bathroom. It was a friend of mines make-up (in real life). It was Estee Lauder and Le Tarte. The Le Tarte was a lip color, but I don't remember what the Estee Lauder was. Anyways she didn't want to go to the restroom alone. The restroom was in this long hallway. When you opened the door of this house, it was an open rectangle with doors on the sides of the rectangle. The bathroom was on the left. In my mind I feel that the bathroom wasn't that far away, but I think in the dream it was a little farther. I told my friend that I would watch for the door. I think I might have been scared too for some reason.

Soon after this, I see a marching of strange looking creatures. It appears that they are coming for us. I believe that they got the girl that I was with while I was running out the door. I dropped my brown backpack which is the purse that I use in my current reality. I can see the vision of it lying on the ground. The color of the sky is not night, but it is getting closer to the evening. It's rather gray outside. The creatures are coming. So, I escape from the home which is enclosed by a gate. Then the scenery changes and there are hundreds of people walking outside. Most of them are drooling and look possessed. I'm very scared, but I wonder why they are not attacking me. I learn that you have to pay to survive.

There's a table where these humans are sitting and they are collecting money. I'm in line. When it is my turn, I tell the lady about what happened to my purse. I explain to her that I had forty-five dollars, but I was scared and was running so I had to drop my purse. She writes on a piece of paper that I have only 1 day. So, then I start looking for people that I know.

I have my phone with me. I try to phone Dennis, because I see people at the beach. In my head I am thinking about my current reality and how Dennis goes to the beach. So, I look in my phone's contact list, but there is no Dennis. There is also no Dennis in my contact list in my current reality. I keep looking for people that I know. It's mostly a grassy area with a beach parallel and some trees. I see Charlie, an old friend from high school. I only talk to him briefly. I think it was him who I showed the pictures in my phone too.

I recall two pictures from my phone. There was a picture of a flying/floating bus. It was as if I was on an airplane and I took a picture of a flying bus. Then there was a picture of a view of a neighborhood. The neighborhood looked European. The view could only have been taken from the sky or another tall building nearby. I tell him that I took those pictures in my dream and that now they are in my reality. I'm questioning my self on why I can still have pictures from my dream in my reality. At that point, I realize that something is terribly wrong.

I try to phone my mother in this dream. I don't remember if I was talking to someone or just myself. I tried to phone my mother to see if I was dreaming, but if I had really contacted my mother, that still would have been a dream. I think in my mind I knew that if the phone call did not go through then I must have been dreaming all along.

I see my friend Kim. I see other Asian people. I ask Kim if she has any spare money even a dollar. She says no, but she's one of the safe people because she has already payed. I decide to tag a long with Kim because she is my friend. We end up on a bus which takes us to a city. When we get off, we get to this place where other people are living. Everyone is having fun. In my mind , my thoughts are, what are we going to do to keep the zombies away? I'm analyzing the windows thinking about how to block them up. I'm analyzing the doors thinking about how I'm going to keep things out. On the left is where we go and it leads us to a room where several other people sleep. We put our things on the right side on this big cushion. I look out the window and think to myself how real everything feels. I begin to wonder If I will be stuck here forever. Then Kim is at the doorway and I am still standing in the room. I began to shout at the top of my lungs. WAKE UP WAKE THE FUCK UP DON’T GET STUCK DON’T GET STUCK YOU HAVE TO WAKE UP and I threw a fit. Then its as if I am lying down and two rooms are flashing before my eyes. They are both the same room but I can't tell which one of them I want to go to. I end up going to the wrong room. The same painting is on the wall. The closet is in the same location, but the bed is on the floor in the center of the room. I realize that this is the wrong place and the rooms flash before my eyes again and then I wake up in my current reality, thankful to be awake.







It was late morning (around 12:30 when I woke up) I had taken two allergy pills a few hours before.