a lot of crying

Date: 8/16/2019

The first part of my dream was me standing in line for something (don’t remember what for). I was at my old middle school. My friend Isa’s dad pulled me aside to talk to me. All of a sudden, we were in a big fancy house on a fancy couch (it wasn’t my house). He started talking to me with a deep, serious voice. He proceeded to tearfully explain to me that my house has a toxic mold that could kill me and my family if I stayed there much longer. We both began sobbing. Then, he asked me to describe the pipes in my house. I told them I didn’t know much about my pipes and that maybe they were old. He looked at me with a terrified and sad expression on his face, and told me that my pipes could break causing my house to collapse. The last part of my dream was just me looking at him, and he was still crying, more so than me.