29-1-09
Intruder non-lucid
- I was at school, in Mrs. Goodwin's (an old teacher) old classroom. A girl whom I knew in middle school told me to talk to one of the guidance counselors about the field trip that I was going on that day. I went to the guidance office and asked for the counselor, and the receptionist (our main office was similar to the waiting room of a doctor's office) told me that she was in the room adjacent to the faculty parking lot. I didn't know how to get there. I knew that I had to see her because I had missed 11 days in English class (which I actually did this year ), so I wouldn't be able to go on the field trip. I met the counselor (who actually works at the school), and she began asking me questions about my car, which we were standing by. I realized that I had forgotten my license. Throughout this, I could see the bus that I needed to get on for the field trip waiting. I waved at it, but realized that that could be interpreted as me telling it to leave. It began to leave. I waved frantically, and it stopped, only to start again and actually leave. I murmured "god dammit, fuck" under my breath, and the counselor didn't notice. As I was walking back to class, I noticed that I family I know from church was in the hallway, so I hid from them so I wouldn't have to talk to them. I successfully avoided them. Now I'm walking down the hall cutting an orange soda can with a knife. I realized that it could look like I was making a weapon out of the can (lol knife) so I threw it out. Everyone in the hall had stopped moving and were staring at me. I took 3-4 steps and they started moving again. I'm now back in Mrs. Goodwin's old room, only Mrs. Perry is teaching in here now. I asked her why the lights were off in the room, and she said that I'd find out in 3rd period. I asked her if someone was in the school who shouldn't be, and she said "no." She then told me that my parents would have to get me after school. I said "why, I drove here today," and she responded "if you walk to your car you'll get abducted." There was a knock on the door, and I let my friend Greg into the classroom (the door was locked).
Wacky Tabaccy non-lucid
- I'm still in Mrs. Goodwin's old room, and Mrs. Perry is still teaching, but this was a different dream. I'm sitting in class and I turned around to see my friend Robert smoking a long and curved cigarette. I thought this was odd since he was athletic and ran track. He looked at me and told me not to judge. I then noticed my friend Sam grabbing a cigarette, and I asked for one. He said that I couldn't have one. I then took a broken part of Robert's cigarette and tried to attach it to a filter so I could smoke it. It was a Newport, so I figured that I'd need the filter. That didn't work, and it unrolled. My friend Rickey who was sitting in front of me decided do be generous and handed me a cigarette that was already lit. I took a draw, and my mouth filled with a sickeningly sweet fruity liquid, so I jumped out of my seat and spit in in a box that was for paper that was to be recycled. However, I spit out so much liquid that it splashed all over the floor and left a large green stain. Me and Robert then tried to clean it up.
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