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I remember being at Middle school again. In the lunchroom. Not much recall from here. I remember seeing people handing out these stupid prized but I didn't care about that.*
Ma was driving a bunch of people home as a bus driver. I saw my engineering teacher in the road and said hey, that's Mr.Smith. My sister said, no it's not. Then one of the students from my engineering class in the back of the jeep said "Yeah, that's Mr.Smith". I was also looking at my phone and realized I think it was my birthday. I guess I told all my friends to meet me at this park but I forgot. When they were all there I forgot to check my phone an hour ago, so they were waiting for me for an hour but I still couldn't come. Emmie texted me, are you trolling with us? And I felt guilty in this dream. So much guilt. But we ended up in an Auburn looking Tacoma for some reason. Ma was driving in these neighborhoods saying she would turn around, but we were on this highway bridge with no exits. Everyone was waiting in the back.*
I think I ended up at A park or someypthing like that. This must've been a fragment, but I remember everyone was fighting off these monsters, and as I went to range, I died. Then I went to magic, I died. The most successful one was melee and I started to tackle the biggest opponent within my range. It was a big ass talking dragon. I had to kill it in a certain way, kind of like the Tomb Raider puzzle games. I ran up its back and attempted to plunge it in his back a few times. The second time I did I think he died. This wasn't very vivid.*