The Green Motercycle

Date: 7/27/2019

By CFighter_206

So at the beginning of my dream, I was DEFINITELY a girl. I know that for sure.. I was auditioning for a school play with my boyfriend. Well, we had to go to another town for a few days and visit some friends. While we were there, our friends were cleaning out there garage. One of my friends (We’ll call him Alex) was throwing away this super nice little motorcycle thing. It was a neon green. Now, it wasn’t a REAL motorcycle. It was like.. one of those electric scooters. And I wanted it. It was in perfect condition. Also, apparently if you touched a certain button, it became a dog? I don’t know.. Alex’s little sister (We’ll call her Alivia) hadn’t realized that I’d wanted the motorcycle thing. So she tossed it in the dumpster at the side of the road. Well, some thieves came along while we were asleep and stole it. The next day, I couldn’t find the motorcycle. I started asking around, and Alivia freaked out: realizing that she had thrown it out. So we ran to the dumpster, but IT WASN’T THERE! Sooo we left and started searching for it. Apparently it was around Halloween time, but it was still Summer. Somehow. There were some kids setting up big mirrors on people’s porches, ringing the doorbell, and hiding. Whenever people opened the door, the kids would jump out after a few seconds and scream “Trick or Treat!” So we started searching for it, somehow my neighborhood was in this other town. We searched everywhere for it, and then my little sister (We’ll call her Bri) came over telling us that she’d found it. She handed me the stuffed animal version of it. Apparently, the thieves hadn’t realized that they’d accidentally pressed the button that transformed the motorcycle. They’d returned to my friends’ house and stolen some weird looking yellow car, and got rid of the stuffed animal because they thought it worthless. So I went ahead and brought it back to their house. When I transformed it back, it was black (and looked much nicer than the neon green color). I took a test drive, showing it off to one of my neighbors that had somehow shown up. He was very impressed, cause this thing could go over the dial on it, which read 56 miles per hour. We decided to head back to my town, since the play was in 2 days (I know for a fact that plays take much longer to make than that). We ride the bus, somehow my boyfriend has shown up (in real life, I don’t have a boyfriend. I also don’t recognize this guy). Now is where it get’s weird. I’m now my boyfriend in my dream. We are riding a bus back to my home town, and I (as the boyfriend) am riding on top of the bus with the motorcycle thing. Some guy in the back of the bus hopped in through a window, threw up, and started screaming at people to stop talking and staring at him. It’s kinda strange. We finally make it back and the play is Frozen. I am Kristoff, and my girlfriend (I’ll just call myself Lexi) is Elsa. The play is sponsored by Walmart. There are specific chairs for them. The play finishes and it’s a hit! So we get off the stage and go say hello and receive congratulations. Flash to before the play started. I’m myself again. I’m leaning over to my mom, making some kind of joke about how “I don’t think the whole of Walmart will fit in that one chair.” And mom points at other chairs. My boyfriend walks up and smiles at me, and I wake up.