Date: 7/26/2018
By Jvoy1218
I dreamt that my parents made me go to another camp like they did when I was in 6th grade. I’m in 11th now so I was just as pissy as I was the first time. When I got there I saw a lot of people from my school though so it wasn’t that bad. I remember it being night time and we were all walking on this path that had huge pine trees to the left and right of the path. I’m 80% sure there was a bonfire at the end of the path. I don’t remember what but I remember suddenly not wanting to get to the end of the path because I got an overwhelming sense of fear. Next thing I remember is I became lucid because my friends were dying and I told myself I was dreaming. I was flying around in the night sky trying to see what was going on and what was killing everyone. I eventually figured it out (can’t remember what it was rn) and let out this huge rush of fire out of my hands and killed whatever was killing my friends. It was borderline sad but I also loved this dream cause I became lucid and remembered to do cool shit.