Hi, I'm 19 years old and am not even at school anymore. This dream is based mostly in my primary school and partly in high school. I have aspirations to become a great actor on stage and on television. I'm wondering whether anyone could help interpret my dream accurately. Let me know underneath if you think I need to explain a bit more about the feelings in my dream.

I dreamt this dream four days ago:

Recently I dreamt that I was given a leading role in a big production in my primary school. It started off with me being taught in my high school classroom and then I went to see my form tutor who looked nothing like my form tutor did in my high school years. In my dream she had white blonde hair, pale skin, glasses and had a slim figure. She was very polite to me told me that I got the lead role as a landlord in a school production. What really confused me is that I was allocated the role before the script was even written. The script hadn’t been finished yet.

After this scene, I ended up back in my primary school assembly room where we were rehearsing for the production in which there was no script or characters known. One minute I was rehearsing, the next minute I was forced to move to stage production and audience entertainment (which was random). I remember feeling incredibly bored by preparing the stage. Whilst preparing the stage and helping the teachers, I moved to my primary school year 6 classroom where it was hometime after a hard day’s work. My uncle, nan and a random woman picked me up and were waiting outside. They all gave me a hug (even the lady I didn’t know) and walked up the school playground pathway with me. We were attached to each other for a few seconds whilst we were walking then two of them randomly disappeared. I was left with my uncle, who in real-life has a diagnosis of epilepsy. He didn’t seem very well and was pale in the face. In my dream I was so worried he was going to have a seizure that I got really emotional and asked him if he was alright! My dream uncle really wasn’t ok and before he had a seizure it cut to me entering my school assembly room. My uncle was gone by this time

In the assembly room, the audience was half-packed and people were saying that they didn’t know what the production would be. Next, I cut to sitting in the audience with my nan and an overweight lady that I didn’t know. She was virtually breathing on my neck and staring aggressively me. She had brown hair, a pony tail and was wearing aviator sunglasses. We were sitting watching the empty stage and the audience started applausing for no reason. I then cut to where I was before (walking into the assembly room). I then went up to my form tutor who by now looked much different to earlier. I told her that I would be walking back home to tell whoever I lived with that I had to be there later in the evening to play role. (in real life I live in residential supported housing with 24hr care provided)

Before I had the chance to leave the assembly room, the dream cut to me walking on the street. I was on my way home until my road became gate locked. I needed special permission to have access to my road. The man who forbid me to go through to the gate was African, wore a builder’s hat and was sporting sunglasses. I was in a really bad mood because they wouldn’t let me through. I then looked back from where I was standing and saw two random ladies who I assume were the landlock managers. They nodded their head at the African man, who then let me through to my road. The road that I entered turned from being a town road to a country road in a space of a few seconds. I then walked over the fence and entered my house which looked nothing like the house I live in for real. Even the people were different apart from one support worker.

When I told my support worker (description: African, overweight) that I had to be back by the night time to act in the play, he initially told me that I shan’t go. A few seconds later he changed his mind and said the he was going to get in trouble for letting me go but instead gave me permission. I then left the house in a very bad mood for no apparent reason. In real life I would’ve been really happy if I was given permission to go. Finally, It turns out that a script had been written for the school play and the production was The Wizard of Oz. Earlier on I said that I was given the role of a landlord. It had now been changed to a narrating monkey.

The last scene was cut to me being airlifted down onto the stage in an embarrassing monkey costume whilst narrating the story of The Wizard of Oz. I remember distinctly putting on a deep voice whilst in-character (a voice similar to Leslie Phillips- the Briish actor). The reception of the production was really good and there was so much support and cheer from the audience. Before I had the chance to finish the show, the dream ended and I woke up.