Gilbert Gottfried

Date: 4/13/2022

I dreamt I was in some class, and Bobby was there, but it wasn't his class. I remember looking through this book, and seeing some photos that I had taken. They were of this girl in white, with her friends. The only problem was the photo was awful, it cut off her head, and was at an angle. One of the girl's in the class, laughed and pointed at me. I was so embarrassed, this wasn't like me. I felt like an awful photographer. I looked through the book more, and saw that there was a person with a similar name to me. She had an Eevee off to the side of her name too. I continued flipping, and saw my name under a different subject. It wasn't the girl in white, but I had written page and after page about Gilbert Gottfried's death, and I had photos I had taken of him that were a lot better than that other photographer's. I flipped back to the page with the girl in white and indeed saw it was someone else who had taken the photos. I showed Bobby and told him I had taken the photos of Gilbert Gottfried. He nodded, and smiled. I remember the dream transitioned to me and Bobby being alone in a different classroom. I asked him if I could come and visit his house later. He said yes. This all seemed odd though, since we already live together. The dream then switched to me being outside, it was snowing, and I was eating the snow like it was candy. I then saw a sign that said, "Kids". I went over to that section, and saw the snow was fresher. I ate it, and it tasted better. I was back in a classroom then, but I was more of an observer. I saw my mom, and I got this panicked feeling. I called her and told her to hide, that there would be a killer coming to shoot. She hid underneath a table, and when she heard someone coming in she threw a table at them. It ended up being a police officer. My alarm went off then.