Date: 4/8/2020
By dizzzy
I was arguing with my roommates dad? The weird thing is that I was at my parents house, and I also had never seen the guy before. We were in the kitchen moving things around, and I think he may have been helping my roommate move out. We were screaming and yelling at each other. I’m not even sure what we were fighting about, but I felt this uncontrolled rage towards him for some reason; whenever he said something to me I would immediately respond with hostility and raise my voice when I spoke. He grabbed me by the wrist while we were arguing, and I quickly snatched it away. At this point I was furious, practically snarling my words and foaming at the mouth like a rabid animal. “Don’t touch me, asshole!” I roared. I started to feel that weird pressure throughout my body, like I might explode. My veins were all popping out. I wandered around the kitchen, screaming about how no one ever helps out, the place was a mess, etc. All of my roommates quietly joined me in the kitchen and started cleaning. The second dream was about Lenton. I hadn’t seen or heard from him in about two years. He was knocking at the door, but everyone just kept ignoring it. I ran into the kitchen to hide and started telling my dad about how he cut me off after I told him I just wanted to be friends. Suddenly, he was in the hallway. I guess someone let him in. I was worried he had heard me, but he didn’t.