Date: 9/23/2019
By amandalyle
I had just moved to a new area which was all rather swish and middle class. I found out that Jamie Laing was my neighbour and I wanted to go over and say hello. However, by the time I walked over to him, he was in deep conversation with Habbs. ”Dammit!” I thought. Next scene; My friend Ash and her mum has come over to visit. Her mum wanted to have a nose around, so I was showing her all the rooms. The house was all jumbled and I had some interestingly eclectic taste in furnishings. I went to switch the kettle on to make a cup of tea but although it looked pretty cool, it wasn’t functional at all. “We might have to drink orange juice instead!” I said. Next scene; I was watching a movie (which at the same time felt as though I was part of) The film involved two characters (a boy and a girl) The boy got killed by some drunk driver but the girl had doubts that he was really dead because she caught sight of him down a sewer tunnel. She tried to chase him but lost him. She then saw a hearse drive by and realised it was the boys funeral. She followed it and came to a camera crew.... she found out that it was a film all along and her friend was very much alive. She began to cry, both in rage and in happiness. Meanwhile, I had been talking to this guy on a dating app (I was single in my dream) but news came out that he was a peodophile and the police arrested him there and then. “I couldn’t have chosen a worse guy!” I grumbled. My mum then picked me up. She was driving this massive 4x4 and couldn’t control it to save her life, she kept driving up the pavements and nearly knocking people over. I was using a sat nav to direct us to our destination. The vets. I’m not sure why? We had no pets.