Punta Cana

Date: 8/26/2019

I had a dream me, my sister, my mom, her husband and my aunt, her ex husband and my cousin went to a divorce. We had to pick a car to go there, idk why. I didn’t want my first one because the driver was ugly. Then I got in a car with another one. He was nice and let me charge my phone. The next thing I remember was being in the pool, and everyone had to get out because they were draining it out. The pool looked like an ocean though, like it didn’t end and the water looked like ocean water, not pool water. Anyways, he was telling everyone to get out, and a lot of people were getting out by climbing the wall, but I kept failing. So therefore I ended up being the last one there. All the workers were staring at me annoyed. Then I finally got out of the stairs and one of them called me stupid. Then I remember jumping back in and swimming with my aunt, cousin and her ex husband. Then missiles came shooting at us. They cut my aunt in the face, and her ex husband. One blew up near me and it made my butt hurt a lot. Nothing happens to my little cousin. I had to go to the doctor, and at first he was going to do surgery on my butt, but then he changed his mind and decided that I didn’t need that. The next thing I remember was that me, my aunt, her ex husband and my little cousin were in the ocean taxi thing. It was like a cab under water. While we were driving, the cab driver killed my aunt and her ex husband instantly with a tiny white rope. My cousin got out, he almost got me, but one of the workers shot him. It was like someone was trying to kill us all at the resort. Then my entire family went back home. Then I remember being at my table with my dad, my sister, my little cousin, my aunt (another one), my mom, my mom’s husband and my dead aunt’s boyfriend. The first thing that was said was “Michelle, you’re gonna have to find me another girlfriend I guess” by my dead aunts boyfriend. My mom and her husband laughed like the idiots they are, but I didn’t find it funny. The only ones who were crying for my dead aunt were my other aunt, me and my little cousin. Then my dead aunts boyfriend (Ex) looked at me and I screamed him “NO ME MIRES” which means don’t look at me in Spanish. I was really angry that he didn’t even care that my aunt died. Then we went to the funeral, but I had to change back because I didn’t have black clothes. Then my aunt Wanda called and asked who died, and I said my aunt Karoline and her ex husband, Luis. She was genuinely distraught. Then the dream ended.