kind of false awakening

Date: 6/10/2016

By hannibalatemyliver

I wake up and fall back to sleep I open my eyes and the room is dark. My room is different. There are two beds, one to my right and I see a small figure sleeping on it. I wonder when I went to sleep and can't remember. I close my eyes again and open them. This time my room is bright and my sister and friend are hanging in the room next to my bed. They greet me and say they've been waiting for me to wake up. They tell me it's 9:45 am. I check my phone and it says 9:06 but glitches to 9:46 for one second. I start yelling at my sister for why she didn't wake me up because I never get up this late. I walk out of the room and there's a random Indian kid playing in the hallway. My usual routine in the morning is to make three sandwiches for me and my sisters lunch. The house is like the cat in the hat world where everything is bigger and in random places. The staircase is grand like the ones you'd find in mansions. The whole downstairs is outdoors and in a big patio. I walk to the sandwich press and its giant like the size of the stove. As I walk to it, it shrinks back to normal size. Three sandwiches appear and I close the lid. I realise the breads aren't toasting because the lid is bent at an angle so I grab a cloth and press down on it. I watch the sandwiches and the breads shrink down. A man that looks like Seth Rogen appears and starts telling me how to make a proper sandwich as he was the previous sandwich maker before I became the sandwich maker. The three sandwiches are gone now and he pastes on mayonnaise and peanut butter into the flat surface. He starts scraping the spreads and then spreads it back onto the surface to mix it, like bob Ross when he uses a palette knife to blend two paints together. When he's done he gets some of the spread onto a butter knife a tells me to try it. I get some on my finger and see some blue writing on it and wonder how he wrote on it. When I taste it, it tastes very good like a nice salty flavour. I walk back to my room and the Indian kid is inside. I tell him to get out because there's a random kid in my room. My two cousins (age three and eight) comes in and shows me a toy called possessed doll. It's in a box and I open it and pull it out. It's a cobweb made out of black fabric with many Disney characters down onto it. The room starts getting darker as this happens. The scene changes to me being back downstairs. I'm back in the patio and think that I'm back in real life and the dream before was a dream. I tell the sandwich guy that I had a dream about him. The sky is still getting darker. I look up at the sky and can't see the stars because they're blurry. I have a strong desire to see the stars and start running in attempt to see the stars but they're still blurry. As I'm running the blurriness falls down to the ground and starts engulfing everything around me. By now everything else is dark but I see a house which has white light coming from the veranda. There's another dream character running towards it with me. He's also black but has white outlines where the light from the house is hitting him. The blurriness catches up to me and I wake up.