Date: 5/11/2020
By TheBigDee
The dream started in my school. My history teacher asked me if I wanted to take part in a cooking competition at burger king. I told her politely that I would look into and respond to her later, even though I wasn’t interested. I decided to take out the trash for the school during lunch break because a teacher asked me. One of the garbage bags was filled with money ($50000) and a very broken umbrella. I fast-forwarded to another scene at school where I was on another field trip. This field trip, however, was a battle in a war. I don’t remember anything about the battle except that a red team and a blue team were fighting each other. Afterwards in the dream, we were back in the entrance of our school. The $50000 was stolen and their main suspect was some crackhead at our school who’s been arrested multiple times. For some reason, I remembered that my brother was dead and I started crying loudly in front of the whole class. He isn’t actually dead in real life but for some odd reason I always think he is in my dreams. It could have to do with the fact that he moved out of the house a few years ago. The dream ended while I was crying.