Dream Journal Ultimate
Date: 10/13/2018
By macyeet
I was at school and after lunch I went to my next class. I thought it was french but it was broadcasting. So I went to French class, my eighth period but I was supposed to go to broadcasting for my sixth period. But somehow my french teacher was in my broadcasting room so I went to the right room anyway. There was food at every seat. While I usually get to the broadcasting room first normally, this time almost everyone was there. I saw a croissant with whipped cream on it that someone put on a paper towel. There was other stuff too but I don’t remember. I really wanted something but I didn’t get anything. Someone on the intercom said for people in individual classrooms to go to specific places for a football game that everyone had to go to. There were different buses at the front and back. I went with the French class and we were in a single file line. I was next to the Jason guy from that new power rangers movie. That’s when I realized I was in the wrong class. I told madam Barry. She said she knew and that people have already been saying that. I said “What?” She repeated what she said. When I realized I didn’t know where my real class had to go, I decided to leave. When there was an intersection in the hallway, Jason and I turned right while everyone else went straight. I asked where Jason was going. He said “recess.” Which was weird because obviously high school has no recess. Suddenly the point of view switches and I am in Jason’s body. I don’t know where mine is. But I head down the grand staircase and into the cafeteria. I start beating up this kid. He looks like billy from that movie. He leaves really fast then comes back with boxing gloves on. I don’t have any. I continue pummeling him and he tries to throw a few punches. I want to feel cool by catching them but none of them even land near me, or at all. Turns out the game gets cancelled. Or it only lasts one period. I don’t know. So anyway this kid gets saved by the bell. He doesn’t even look hurt. So weird. I head to my next class. I’m back in my own body and I go to french. It seems like seventh period doesn’t exist. Which is weird because I really like seventh period. So I get to my real class and everything is set up like before with all the food and stuff. She’s still in the wrong classroom but no one notices. Now I’m getting hungry in real life. Anyway madam berry has the projector set up and explains what’s happening today. We’re playing Minecraft. The rules are: two teams of three people are in creative mode for five minutes. They can spawn in whatever they want to. When the five minutes are up, the teams fight each other in survival mode. Also the entire class watches us prepare. So the other team decides to make a Herobrine slave. We see them and copy their idea. I look for soul sand and herobrine skulls. They are both there and we make herobrine the same way you’d make a wither. Also the other team has these weird bottles on the ground so I run over and pick some up. I am unable to find them in the creative menu so I look at the other team’s ones that I picked up. They have a weird name that I don’t remember. They are shaped like ink sacs with lids on them. They are filled with this shiny gross green liquid. I have four full bottles and one empty one. I try throwing them at our herobrine but it doesn’t work. I don’t remember if I manage to drop them around him or not. There are like five seconds left when I think to give him armor. I try dropping them but he doesn’t pick them up, then the game starts. Their herobrine might have started to attack. Maybe it didn’t. But ours made some long dramatic speech. He had a normal voice. But at the end of it, he said something about being sentient or making his own decisions. Then he said “so I surrender.” Everyone was super surprised. Then I woke up and went back to sleep after an hour.