28/01/2014
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, 01-28-2014 at 04:55 PM (401 Views)
In real life, I'm going to Europe in April for two weeks.
So in my dream, I said bye to my parents and got on the airplane. I arrived in a city where I go many times in my dreams - in fact, it's one of my dream!Europe cities - and it was pretty chaotic. I managed to get to my hotel and the guy who worked there was nice, but he was so busy he kept stopping to do other stuff. I told him I used to be a goal keeper and he said he'd talk to the coach.
I left the hotel and met a friend of mine. She lives in Scotland and I am actually going to meet her in April, which is really exciting since I've known her for like four years. Anyway, she took me to her house, but it wasn't really her house. We were in an alley of a really crowded street. Her mother was really nice to me, but her brother glared at me a lot.
She told me she'd show me around and we started walking. Then as I was crossing a street, I saw this plaza and I went there. My dad was there and he said "this never gets old" about a celebration that was happening. There were two huge red bells hanging and a red paper dragon would come between them. It was pretty.
I went back to my hotel and there was something happening there. Pregnant and drug addicted girls were also staying there and one of them had died, so the others wanted to leave because they didn't want to be there when the cops arrived.
I remembered it was time to go home and I realised I had done nothing during the weeks I was there. I was afraid of my parents and how angry they'd be once they found out I had wasted a trip like that.
I left the hotel and already was in Brazil. A guy called me over and he told me he knew I was a goal keeper. He asked me if I wanted to play handball or indoor soccer. I wanted to play handball, but I knew their team was bad, so I chose soccer.
And then I woke up.