DoctorOfLaw

I had a dream that I was laying in bed, trying to WILD, and it worked. I watched everything fade to nothing, felt my body go limp, and watched as my mind tried to create a dream. Then I woke up.

I was in an airplane with some of my friends. The airplane started to tip downwards. We started to nosedive, and the pilot wasn't able to pull up far enough to prevent a crash. Somehow I survived and was back in the airport.

I was hanging out with some of my friends in a hotel room that wasn't ours. The people who were staying in the room walked out of the bathroom and started yelling at us. They were from India. I pretended like I was asleep while my friends ran out of the room.

My older brother was driving me and two other guys who I had never met before in a vehicle that changed from a small bus into a truck. We pulled up to one of the guys' homes and he got out, then we started making our way to the other guy's home to drop him off.

I was in my garage with my dad and my old dog. My dog was around the corner barking at someone or something outside, he came towards me and I hugged him. He went back around the corner and barked a few more times. I knew that he only had a few barks left before he died, so he came back over and I just held him.

I was with my mock trial team outside of a school somewhere. We were about to move into a room where we could set down all of our stuff, and nobody was grabbing any of our stuff, so I had to grab it all. This frustrated me immensely. I was asking around for where we needed to be and when, but nobody knew. I ran into a few people from school, and eventually I found where the captain's meeting was. When I got there, I saw a friend from high school, there was mention of rings and ring leaders, and we were going to do some activity that required acting as if we were some random person just based on knowing their name.

My family was taking a trip to California. The drive went surprisingly quickly. We arrived at some beach and my grandmother was with us now. We went to some stand where they were selling tacos. I had one made for me with chicken breast, and corn, (the lady thought I was asking for potatoes). Then I realized I needed to go home, and I went home by myself. When I got there, I returned a couch pillow to the couch, and was about to leave when one of my friends, Joe, showed up with another one of his friends. Joe was fixing a car in my driveway, and this other punk was just being annoying. He was trying to sneak into my garage and, I'm assuming, steal something. Eventually, after running inside my house one time and forgetting to close the door, my old dog ran outside. He died a few months ago, so this is when I realized it was a dream. I pinched my nose, I could still breath, so I started to rub my hands together and approach the annoying kid. Nothing happened. I decided to try it again, so I approached him, rubbed my hands together, felt the heat, and decided that I wouldn't fail this time. I rubbed my hands together, made a fireball and threw it at this kid. He vanished. The fireball turned into a large yellow tennis ball and returned to my hands.

I was in my room putting on my pants when my little cousin walked into the room. She was talking on her cell phone as a big bus pulled up outside my house. I opened the garage door and saw my uncle pulling into it, so I locked the door and told my dad about it and he said "good." I went back upstairs with my cousin still on the phone and she was scream-laughing. I saw another uncle of mine riding shotgun in the bus, and his wife in the driver seat. Then I saw their daughter walking up our driveway.