most horrible dream ever why

Date: 5/24/2018

(warning grammar will be bad and its long, tryna get down as much as possible) i moved to some hotel with my classmates and teacher, Mr. Scherbel. mind you hes 6 something and 200+ pounds. i was in mr scherbels room looking for my flip flops, i set my phone down on his bed, which was just a giant mattress on the floor. i went in there looking underneath his bedding and clothes and boxes that were on the floor, then he came in, in a robe and sat on the edge of his bathtub and started to make conversation. i think he had just gone swimming in the pool below. i eventually found them and started to exit the room when he asked for me to come over. he patted the tub edge next to him. i turned around and started to sit already having a bad feeling, when he grabbed me by the waist and sitting me on his lap. i sit there for a second shocked. he slides his hand above my vagina over my pants and presses. i then start to struggle violently. he says some stuff to me that i cant remember. i think he talks about the past guys ive been with. then i escape his grasp and fall on the floor and he tries to pick me up and set me on his lap again. i twist out of his grasp, receiving some red marks burning from his hands. i run out into the elevator and realize i left my phone there. i need my phone, i think, and i start to cry. i need my mom i need my mom i need my mom. i start to think about how because ive been with other guys doesnt mean i have to be with him. i feel angry and hopeless. i go back down the stairs and there he is with other students standing at the edge of the pool talking. i walk past him running into another blonde girl, flip flop-less and looking distressed. i try to ask if he did anything to her. she gets mad and i say what happened to me just then and she widens her eyes and walks away fastly. i go into mr scherbels room once again to try to find my phone. there i find a bunch of white flip flops like mine on the other side of the second bed by the wall. i guess he has a thing for girls with white flip flops idk, but i find only one pair of pink jelly flip flops that look like a little kids. i cant find my phone and i knew he took it. i go back in the elevator and call mr scherbel, with what idk. he says he'll bring my phone back if i make a deal with him. i dont remember what the deal was. but i meet him in the elevator im at. he walks in looking like a giant. he changed from his robe into a dress shirt and pants and shoes. he has another important looking man with him. he hands me a stack of phones not making eye contact. i dont remember what we say but its just snarky comments. from there i return the phones to the girls who are there and the blonde girls cries and says thank you. i then call my mom and i go to my grandmas house which is completely different than it is now. its mostly white, just like the hotel, except the inside of the elevators was dark with purple lights. it has barn doors and white marble counters. the whole family is there. me and my mom go downstairs to talk alone. my uncle (uncle only in the dream not in real life) is talking downstairs on the phone. we excuse ourselves and start to talk right outside my bedroom door (i live at my gparents in the basement). my uncle comes out of the room and my mom yells at him and she rushes into my bathroom pressing herself at the far wall. i give him a dirty look and go into the bathroom and close the door and start talking, then i hear ourselves talk outside the door and realize my uncle was recording us and played it back. i tell my mom to stay and i hear my uncles phone play what i just said again and i run out to see what hes doing but i am immediately switched into another scene back at the hotel. all my classmates and my teacher and my ex(for some reason idk) are all in a room talking about leaving and going back home. they finish and we start to exit the room. but mr scherbel says one more thing about how my ex salman is such a great guy (he really is in real life, not kidding, but i guess in this dream world he did something bad.) i glare at him while he side eyes me leaning on the wall with his arms closed. memories flash through my head of him holding my arms down on a bed. i exit the room and wake up.