Date: 8/18/2018
By lolmae_x
• So starting from where I remember, I was at a huge party, more like a ball than anything, and for whatever reason we had to wear the traditional outfits/party clothing of the country and time period we are from. So I was wearing this beautiful, heavy dress (the kind you’d see women wearing on the likes of Reign or the Tudors) and my boyfriend/partner was wearing a male hanbok and there were loads of people dancing away in various time period/country clothing. • The party was in a large kind of glass looking marquee thing, with glass ceilings so you could see the night sky through it. • When the party was finished most of us stayed in this cabin house thing with multiple rooms and we’d all got changed back into normal clothing. • Then it switches and we were for some reason a much smaller group of the same kind of people walking up a hill in the middle of no where to pitch tents for camping, but it was nice because they were all friends and we were planning on having a bonfire, etc. • It skips again to a different party, we’re sat somewhere dark and it feels like it’s at the top, like in an elevated seating area in a night club or something. We’ve been setting up this game, which looks like some version of spin the bottle but we have lollipop sticks with each guests name on it in a circle and each time we pour a little bit of alcohol in the middle the first three lollipop sticks it reaches are those involved in the next round of the game. • I remember, particularly, being sat in between two friends - Harry and James - out of possibly 30/40 others in the circle around the game in the centre. Those two friends I feel very safe with (irl) and I know they’d drop anything to make sure I was okay. • It’s after the party now, I’m cycling somewhere (not home) by myself in a badly lit street when 3/4 guys stop me. So I quickly get off and continue walking with my head down, while they walk just behind me commenting on how nice my bike was. • They begin to laugh and I panic because one of them is a laugh I recognise very well and do not want to hear. He scares me (irl) and I want nothing to do with him or any of his mates, so in the dream, I start running away. • I find safety in some randomer’s back garden, where I can hear the family inside talking about how the daughter must eat her noodle stir fry because it’s good for her (hah that was what I had for tea) • When I think it’s okay, I leave, only to be quickly found by them again, the guy I hate punches me and I’m out. • Then starts another part of my dream where I’m a rich, entitled person but no one (like college peers, friends, etc) knows so I’m kind of revealing it. • I like in this big fat white mansion and I wave at everyone outside, while they all ogle. I run down the steps and explain that I hadn’t been completely honest with them but now I was and that everyone could come in for a buffet dinner and then watch the latest movie in our cinema room.