The Girl

Date: 2/5/2017

About a year ago I had a dream that was so real and intense that I still remember it. I was living the life of another girl, and she was in love with a guy whose parents didn't want them together. They tried their hardest to stay together, but the guy's parents made them break up and they moved away, and the the girl was heartbroken. Suddenly I'm now myself, standing in a museum reading about the girl and how she loved the guy so much but couldn't have him. For some reason I was obsessed with the story, and I was crying and looking at pictures and paintings in the museum gift shop. Then everything changes and I'm the girl from the story. People thought she was dead, but there were scientists that wanted to study her, so they froze her body. The lab where the scientists are keeping the girl loses power or something and the girl defrosts and runs away. The police are chasing her, and she runs to the top of a school building, jumps off as soon as the school gets out at 3 pm, and lands in the street. Suddenly I'm myself, handcuffed in the back of a bus, surrounded by my physics class. It turns out I was actually the girl and my whole class hates me because we're fugitives of the law, me for running away from the police and the scientists, and them because they are harboring a fugitive.