Dream Journal Ultimate
Date: 4/5/2023
By brinkery
Last night, I went to bed at around three in the morning, nearly two hours after I attempted to fall asleep. I slept for about three hours before I woke up at six to get a drink of water. I had already had a long and elaborate dream. I believe I was in the body of an American elementary school teacher teaching English to students in China. I wasn't myself, rather I was in the body of a tall teacher with blonde hair. We had received bomb threats from fellow Japanese students, and everyone went into lock down. I decided that I was going to be the one to confront our attackers. Four students, two boys and two girls, marched to the front of our school. They tried to look intimidating, but they looked no older than ten. Two of them seemed to change their mind and flocked away. I was a bit worried when one of them pulled something out of their pocket, but I was quick to stand my guard. It looked like a cherry bomber, and before he could throw it at me, it just fizzed out. I lunged towards the kids and grabbed them. I held both of them in a tight hold between either side of my armpits, and announced that we were okay and no longer under threat. After about another minute or so, the staff and students rushed out of the building to celebrate. The principal, who was my actual high school principal, went over to thank me for my bravery. After I woke up and went back to sleep, I went on to pursue another dream. I can't remember too much about this one, other than the fact it reminded me of fifth grade. My brother and a few other students from our school were forced to retake an English test in a math classroom. In the corner of the room was what I think was a history teacher who I recognized from previous dreams. She had very long and messy peppermint. She was running a stand where you had to toss a needle at balloons to win a prize, like a booth at a fair. I looked at a sign and saw that it closed at ten in the evening, meaning I had over thirty minutes to go. The prizes were these big decorative wa nds. I had my eyes set on this wand that had a long, neon green base and blue fairy wings at the end. I asked her if I could try. I threw the first needle, and I missed. I threw another needle, and I missed once again. Then, two other people joined in and began to throw needles at the balloon. I got frustrated and tried to up my game. It's worth mentioning that there were only, like, three balloons remaining when I started playing it. The teacher said that the winner would be able to pick a wand of their choice. One person got around three wins, the next one got six, and I got seven, meaning that I was the winner. Instead of letting me pick out anything, she began to go over a small lecture about history to me. I walked over to my seat and just sat there for a bit. I got all the more frustrated waiting for her to give me the wand I won fair and square. Finally, I just raised my hand and went, "Ms. Baird?" (This wasn't her name, by the way! I can't remember what her name was.) "May I please get the prize that I paid four dollars for and won?" I asked bluntly. She gasped and nodded her head. "Oh, yes, Megan. Come up here," she replied, waving me over. I rushed over and picked up the wand that I knew I was going to get from the start. I really wish I had it in real life. (‘: I felt very guilty and selfish for just asking for it like that, so I began to talk to her for a little bit about her interests. "Isn't it interesting that people from thousands of years ago were really just like us? Like, a teenage girl was probably just as lazy and dramatic as I am!" I exclaimed. She nodded her head, and her light blue eyes lit up. "Oh, yes, that *is* interesting to think about! It really puts things in a different perspective, doesn’t it?" Another dream I remember having last night takes place at an indoor amusement park some people from my school and I went to last week for good test scores from last year. I was in a group with three other people, though I only remember one of them being the kid who stole my twenty dollar bill on the bus once. How could I forget that shoulder-length curly dark brown hair and large brown eyes? I was showing my group the ropes of the place since it was their first time there. We rode one of the rides which was similar to a Tilt-N-Whirl ride. Due to what I’d assume to be a part of COVID-19 restrictions, there was supposed to be one empty seat between every two rides. I was a little angry when that kid took the last seat, but I think I ended up having to bunk with him? It was fun riding it, but it didn’t go backwards. I pointed out to my group that it was supposed to go backwards. We decided to take a break and walked over to the vending machines. There was this small claw machine that would be better off with where the rest of the games were in the corner, but apparently Android was getting rid of a bunch of old devices and they didn’t want them all to go to waste. There were a bunch of Android products in there. I won an old Android phone and an old camera. It was incredibly easy to play and get the rewards. Another girl won the same phone, and she decided to turn it on. “That phone is so old. It runs on the 2.0 version,” I pointed out to her. “Actually 3.0,” a guy corrected. I looked up and noticed it was J, a kid who is in a few of my classes. So I knew two people in my group. I had to make sure the other guy I knew wouldn’t take any of my things lol. .⋅ ۵♡۵ ⋅. This was right next to where the laser tag area was. I really wanted to do laser tag. I regret not going in there. I hope the next time I dream, I get to play laser tag :D This is also the first elaborate dream I remember in a very long time! I really need to start writing down my dreams again!