Performance

Date: 3/13/2018

(Disclaimer: the “Mom” in this dream is not really my mom, she looked like the women from the incredibles with a bob haircut and similar features to her.) I was rehearsing for some kind of performance, I think it was like a musical, and I said I would show my family. As I started doing it in our family room, things got very real. People with guns came running into our house, shooting my family and friends. Me and my sister made it out alive with my mother in an airplane. I remember knowing my mom was hit with something, I think it targeted her somehow, maybe her age or she had powers, (because that happens frequently in my dreams,) but something hit her. While we were in the plane, something happened and we had to jump out. I remember flying through the air at top speed, and while we flew I became very aware of my moms heartbeat. I could hear it in my ears as we fell. It was slowing and he knew it. We got into the water and she said she loved us as it stopped. Me and my sister screamed. Me and Deanna swam back to our city and house. When we got on shore, our home was in ruins, blackened, dark buildings were everywhere, destroyed and creaking. We walked through until we found our home. When we went inside, I could see everything destroyed, my sister and I sat down where our couch used to be. We started thinking about our house before and for some reason we teleported back to an old memory of it. Deanna played nutcracker music from the tv and we danced along with our cousins (not my real cousins, some friends from school who in the dream are my “cousins”) and all of our parents on the couch watching. I woke up when the song ended.