sarahfowler94
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I was flying on a sort of hover craft (accept for it had a propeller) and I was wearing a blue coat with a green scarf and some cut-offs. Apparently, mark zuckerberg had made this hover craft especially for me.
So I was flying, and then the propeller all of a sudden just fell right off and I began to fall. There was a big lake below me and I aimed for that.
When I hit the water, I lost my coat and all I had then was the shorts and the scarf.
I swam into shore and went into the nearest target.
Accept there was one issue: I had not been wearing a bra, so the scarf was all I had to cover up my top. I put that over my shoulders and had a part of the scarf covering each side of me.
Then I took a deep breath and went in the target and hoped no one I knew would be in there.
I went over to the clothes section and lots of people were staring at me. I reached into my pocket to see how much money I could spend when I realized that my wallet must have also fell into the water.
I now had no clothes options, so I went and locked myself in the bathroom for a few hours. While I was in the bathroom, I decided that this situation was a tad odd and did a dream check; but then I concluded that all was normal and well (!) and exited the bathroom.
I thought to myself that I had to think rationally here: just go to customer service, and they'll understand and help me out!
But when I got to customer service and told them my story, they laughed, called me a hooker, and kicked me out of the target and said that whores are not welcome at that establishment.
This made me pissed off and I stole target's giant water heater and walked home with it.

And then I woke up.

I was in a hotel with a guy friend and my parents. We all went to the reception area and checked in before heading up to our room.
This was a room with two king sized beds with dark green bed spreads.
My parents both suddenly got very tired and went to bed immediately. Me and my friend said we were going to the hotel's pool. They approved and we headed out of the door in our swimsuits.
However, when we were in the hall heading to the elevator, we both agreed that we didn't want to go to the pool.
Instead, we decided to go have sex back in the room.
We crept in as sneakily as we possibly could as not to wake my parents, then we settled on the floor between the sliding glass door onto the balcony and the second bed that my parents were not sleeping in.
We looked at each other awkwardly for a second before I leaned in and kissed his neck. He closed his eyes and grabbed me. We stretched out on the floor and started to strip each other. I reached down for his swim trunks and shimmied them off his hips as he did the same with my bikini.
We then made love on the floor of the hotel and even though we were loud, my parents didn't wake up.

I was this boy whom I apparently made up. I don't know his name, but I do know that he belonged to my real life family because I was later traveling with them in the dream.

But first, it was my birthday, and my mom had taken me to a mall to get my birthday present. I remember being really upset in the dream that I was at a mall.

I groaned and whined about having to be there but eventually just stopped talking and followed my mom. She was really excited about getting me this new birthday present.
We then entered a really nice department store where my mom presented me with a pair of very expensive designer high heels.
I was outraged that she was using my birthday to buy herself shoes.
But then she said that the shoes were for me and not her.
This made me even more angry because I was male and would have no use for them.

But she just kept telling me how good the heels would look and said we wouldn't leave until I tried them on.

It took about an hour, but I eventually gave in. I strapped on the ridiculously high shoes and was forced to walk up and down the rows of the store until my mom was satisfied.
She finally said I could take them off as she asked me
"So, do you love them, or what!?!"
I screamed no at her as I ran out of the store.

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I was still this boy, but the scene now switches to a car where I'm in the backseat on a road trip with my family.
We seem to be in the car for an extended period of time before my dad admits that we are lost. I become extremely upset and punch the side of the car which left a dent in the car and a bruise on my hand.

We then travel to this dilapidated house and decide to ask the residents if we could spend the night there.
As it turns out, the members of the band 'the who' live there and they warmly welcomed us into their home.

We all talk and have dinner.
It is pouring rain outside.
Soon, night falls and everyone goes to bed accept me.

I decide to sneak out.

I grab a jacket and set off into the night.
I soon arrive at a small town where I spot a costume shop.
I decide to enter this costume shop because I needed to buy a wig for a friend anyway. I look around this shop for a few hours before the old shopkeeper comes up to me and asks if I need any assistance. When I tell her no, she laughs and walks away.

I soon decide to leave the shop and take a bus to get back.

But right before I end up at my stop, the bus driver tells me I have won an award and everyone on the bus starts cheering and clapping.
I get really confused by this considering it is almost morning in my dream having been out all night.
The bus driver lets me off at my stop, still cheering, and I depart.

I walk up to the green door on 'the who's house and all of a sudden about three men dressed in black grab me and keep calling me names like runt and creature.

They carry me off deep into the brush.

And then I woke up.

When the dream started, I was a baby.
The initial setting was my grandma's house, accept for it was a lot more updated in the dream.
Apparently, my eyes began to itch, and I scratched them. Then they started spewing blood. Then I started crying and the whole house flooded, and everyone made it out ok, except for this puerto ricin guy's son, whom I have no idea who he is or what he was doing there. But after the house flooded, it spontaneously caught fire. This man's son then died.
My family and I ran away from this guy as he shouted vows for revenge for killing his son even though it was unintentional.

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The setting then changes to present day and I was again my current age. My mom, dad and I were at a nearby sonic eating dinner when a red Prius sped up next to our car.
Then the puerto ricin guy in the driver's seat said
"It's time."
We all knew what this meant and and slammed on the gas. We sped down the freeway.
Suddenly, my dad's car was speeding parallel next to our car without a driver.
We told my mom to save herself as we jumped into his car.

My dad and I then proceeded to the best place we could think to hide: Barnes and Noble.

Once we were inside the bookstore, a man's voice on the intercom announced that he was after me, we were all surrounded and were about to die. He then said that we had 15 minutes to live.

My dad and I gave up and tried to call my mom to say goodbye, but I had this impossible to work phone and I couldn't figure out how to call her.
I pleaded my dad to let me use his phone, but he wouldn't allow me to use it.
Finally, at the last second, he let me use his phone and as it was ringing, a bright red light flashed in front of me.

There was a flash and then darkness.

There was complete darkness and I was completely alone.

I knew that I was dead.
I was screaming at the top of my lungs for help, but it remained dark and quiet. I couldn't even hear myself shouting.
I was in this stage for what seemed like forever. I temporarily awakened for a second, but then quickly fell back to sleep and I was still dead.
But this time, I was in my room and I saw my mom sleeping in my bed. Then a female voice said
"You will only see me in that place between where you are awake and asleep."
And then I woke up.

I was in a neighborhood that I had some portraits shot of me when I was three.
I was hiding in a girl's car for whatever reason, I do not know. I think I was hiding from my grandparents...
Anyway, this girl found me in her car and I was running away because she was trying to run me over. Her mom got into her car and was cheering her on to kill me.
I finally got to a place on the side of the road where she could not get to me and I flipped her off in my victory to out run and out smart her.
But just as I flipped her off, an old childhood friend rode by ahead of the car on a bike and the friend thought I was flipping her off versus the chick in in the car.
I felt terrible and immediately ran over to her house to apologize.