Dream Journal Ultimate
Date: 3/18/2018
By astralArbitrary
It starts off when I’m with my dad in this pool sort of area. He’s evil or something, so I leave and start running away with this other kid i know from school. I don’t remember a lot in between these parts but now I’m in some sort of store, most likely a.c. moore and now i have two of his lackeys trying to track me, I think with one of them having a baseball bat. They don’t know what I look like very well, though, so in an attempt to divert them I ask them if they knew where my mother was because i had been missing her for five minutes. They say they don’t know and I start walking away but I guess they recognize me at that point so i start screaming and running like a child is told to do, which oddly enough I remember remembering. I scream and scream and run and run (obviously) until I see a woman and her young daughter near the exit, and i try to yell “I’m being kidnapped!” but all of a sudden ive lost my voice and have to slow down and say it normally because the first few times it kinda just made a croak. They start helping me and all three of us leave with the lackeys hot on our heels and I’m pretty sure one of them stabs and kills the mother so i start running again. Then i’m pretty sure I’m running around my school’s perimeter at near night time, and the guys are still chasing me. I pass the kid i left the pool area with in the beginning standing on the sidewalk one time and i call out to him but he stays there. I run in a few circles until i lose them for a second or two and i, remembering i had seen a police officer’s silhouette earlier, saw a cop car nearby and leap inside and huddle down on the back seat. I think i’m alone for a second but there was a police officer in the front seat that I didn’t notice because it was dark and he starts talking all of a sudden, scaring the shit out of me. He asks me what’s wrong and i start recounting what i had been through so far as he was driving. At this point i had actually felt safe for the first time. The police officer asks me why I’m so trusting of him, as he could also be out to get me. I don’t really know either, this is some deep real-life ass shit i don’t wanna think about. This part of the dream fades and all of a sudden I’m in this enormous area full of people that’s a gigantic guitar shaped pool that’s yellow for some reason and is only like 3 feet deep at its deepest point. I swim out to one of the really really tall sort of outposts in the wide part of the guitar, which I guess you’re supposed to jump off of, and i kind of just stand there. They’re declared unsafe(?) or something so i leave and go to a smaller pool that has mini versions of those outposts that were kind of like sprinklers and basketball hoops at the same time. Weird. I’d like to mention that nothing’s happening here, I’m just kind of there. I had apparently came with some “friends” but they were only there in little blinks and I never interacted with them. Now it’s a completely different dream altogether. I’m in this luxury house that’s apparently run by some rich dude or something and it’s full of pretty women with skin like matte latex but don’t really move. I walk around for a little bit, going up some stairs, and then they’re still frozen but now without clothes. Suddenly the guy who ran the house jumps out and me and he’s got me pinned to the floor with a fucking huge kitchen knife and is pretty much ready to kill me. I’m screaming and crying again begging him to let me go when I become self aware and realize I’m dreaming. I struggle to pull down some sort of virtual menu to “log” myself out, if you will, and i wake up. Jesus Christ.