Classroom and screaming hair

Date: 2/28/2018

I was in my old high school at Chesapeake and the class was listening to a substitute teacher. The teacher decided to have us share and talk about ourselves so he was going through the list of names. The first kid just straight up denied to say anything, saying that everyone already knew him well enough. The girl beside me just started speaking in French, acting like she didn’t know English, even though she did. We laughed together about it and I felt like I had feelings for her. The dream cuts immediately to me on the rooftop of the school, I’m wandering around peeking over some cinder blocks contemplating jumping from the roof. As I’m wandering I realize I’m in the parking lot, and not on the roof of the school anymore. I remember being really amazed by this. The dream ends with a really frightening sleep paralysis nightmare. I’m looking into this ocean of hair, and in the waves and depressions of the hair these screaming faces appear. I’m cutting the hair with a hair trimmer, apparently trying to make it stop. Suddenly I realize I’m lying next to someone (this is the sleep paralysis part) we are lying face to face in bed and I can feel the hair on my body, and it’s screaming. She tells me, looking into my eyes “It’s okay, it’s not real” in a weak voice. I respond “I know and you’re not either” and just as I say that, I snarl loudly as if to banish the dream away. Coming out of the dream I not only realize that I must have had my eyes open, but that the shape of the pillow was similar to the woman’s face who was lying next to me. I must have made the snarl out loud too because my dogs seemed startled.