A French Secret Agent

Date: 11/17/2016

Instead of living in my dorm, I lived in a homeless shelter. My friend McKenzi also lived there. We were both still attending college. While we were out walking after class, she saw a man from her French class. We followed him to inside an airport to an empty warehouse. Suddenly, he turned towards us and pointed a gun at McKenzi. I sprang forward and tried to wrestle the gun away while McKenzi ran to another corner of the warehouse. Once I had the gun, I climbed up a scaffolding and watched. The man was walking towards McKenzi and trying to explain that he was a secret agent and he mistook us as threats. Then another man wearing a white shirt walked in. The secret agent seemed to recognize him as the actual threat. I climbed down and ran towards the man. Before I could get there, the man pulled out a device and pressed a button. There was an explosion near where McKenzi and the agent were. I changed direction and ran to help them instead. Both of them were fine but unconscious. I then "woke up" in my dorm to see the man in the white shirt sitting at my desk and starring at me. I ran outside and saw that it was night and snowing really hard. The dream changed once more and I was in the library from my elementary school. It was my two friends, McKenzi and Quinn, myself, and my brother. A man tried to talk to us but for some reason everyone of us didn't answer and pretended to focus on our books. My book was a Dr. Seuss book about depression. I was surprised to see a children's book about such a serious topic. Just as the man finished talking, I looked up and lied and apologized since I didn't realize he was talking to me. The guilt from ignoring him made me finally speak up. He then said he could tell it in my eyes that I was purposefully ignoring him and that my father would be very disappointed. My dad was then there and I tried to say that I couldn't look up and respond to the man because I knew if I did, I would break down crying because of the book. In all honesty, the book has gotten to me. At this point, I did start crying. Then I woke up.