Date: 11/7/2018
By leisonb
I had this dream where I was going on to the roof of my old apartments. And from there I would go in to the homes through the window and I would steal. (I don’t actually see myself stealing anything in my dream though or being inside the home.) But I did know that I stole from two different homes on two different occasions. A teenager had being found at fault and he had got in trouble from his mother. One time that teenager saw me on the roofs again. He was going to approach me. But his mom stopped him to talk to him and warn him about stealing again. During that time I managed to slip away from his view and run out the back, loop around and run some more. After my head-start run, he was released from his mother’s talk and he started running after me. I saw that there was a bus leaving from a station but my hesitation on whether to run towards it made me miss it once I had finally decided to try and catch it. The teenager spotted me from another point when I ran for the bus. He saw that I missed the bus. That bus stopped at the next nearby by station and this time I almost immediately started running towards it, this time determined to catch it, with another two by standards who also missed the bus with me before. But when we got close to it, it began to pull away and it was not a bus anymore but a truck. And the passenger in that truck was either laughing that we missed it or that we thought it was a bus. It was then that I woke up. It was a bad dream for me. I felt like I forced myself to wake up because I didn’t want to dream anymore. Through out the dream I didn’t know why I was stealing. I knew that it was bad. Still I couldn’t help myself to stop. When I woke up I also felt bad inside that I had being a thief, who because of me the teenager had being thought of as the real burglar, and also for running away from the young boy. I felt since I had no reason to really steal I was only stealing from myself and that made me feel bad and sad inside. That’s why I woke up.