Date: 4/21/2019
By oregon
I had a dream where the boy I dislike named Keenan called me a “meek boat” on the bus. I don't know what that means, but it sounds like Meek Stone. Later in the dream, I got out of a bus and ran towards a group of parents. My mom was mad at me. "Don't you remember talking to him?" I didn’t know who “him” was. "About what?" "About tennis!" I told her that I had no idea what she was talking about. I wanted to change the subject, so I told her about what I saw on the way over to where she was. I told her I saw three of my old teachers, but I could only remember. Mrs. Walsh (my middle school math teacher) and somebody else that I couldn't recognize.