Horrible.

Date: 9/7/2019

I don't know how or why, but I had the most articulate and horrible dream ever. At first, it was kind of okay. I remember being at home and running away to go hang out with friends. I was in a school and I was inside this gym locker room and I was looking all the doors-there was so many doors in one room. And Then I decided I shouldn't lock them, so I unlocked them. So, then me and a couple friends were running around and we decided to go into this neighbors house and hang since she was gone. We are in there and were going through her stuff and my friend is eating a cake that she had made and we're all just chillin. Suddenly, the neighbor walks in the sliding door with her daughter and I freak out. I, being the fat ass I am, grab a chunk of cake with my hands and BOOK it out of there. We're running around town and we know the police are after us and and I see on my phone that our locations are being traced. I tell them we need to ditch the phones and my friend decides to put them in a cooler outside a convenience store. So we're still on the run and we go and hide under these bleachers, right by the ocean. The sand is really hard to run through. I can see the cop coming, so I warn them and we try to run, but I get caught. I remember seeing the guy I was with dressed up and driving a police car, hiding from them. My girl friend sees this and she goes up to join him, still not being suspected by the police. I'm being questioned by an officer and he hands me a box. I look inside and there are pills in baggies, with these tiny, heavy eyeglasses attached to the baggies (they looked cute and I remember wanting to take them because I'd never seen anything like them). I guess they are medication I have to take, part of my arrest. They take me home and mom and grandma are ignoring me and very disappointed. Don't know how, but she was killed (mom) and it was my fault. I was so upset and I went back to the neighbors as part of my condition of arrest or something to help her around the house. I was helping serve people in her restaurant and I was very sad, i could barely do the work. I had a salad that someone ordered special. Joe helped me prepare it but it was still wrong when it got to his table and he was very mad at me and was being very mean in a very subtle manner. I took pills, like adderal, to numb my heightened emotions (I guess that's how they worked in my dream). Some girl that I think is my friend, or wants to be, comes over and seems like she genuinely wants to help me, so I let her. Somehow, something escalated and I was very upset, so I ended up stabbing her and leaving her out in the back lawn when I started the run from the police. I didn't get far until I was tackled by a female officer. I ended up finding out I was pregnant and I didn't wanna raise it without mom seeing it. Memphis was there and she made me cry even more because she was acting normal and I felt so bad for taking her mom away from her before she was raised. The end.