This one was a pretty interesting one. While maybe a little sad if I think about it, especially since I think I woke up and cried a little after the first part, I always enjoy my more vivid, story-ish dreams. My dreams are usually lighter in nature too, so violent things that happen would more be like watching a cartoon than real life. Not that I’m saying it isn’t a serious issue, just that my dreams don’t feel real at all lol. It’s like watching a show.
It started out with me and two of my friends walking somewhere downtown. I suddenly see this suspicious looking guy who was kinda chunky standing around and see that he CLEARLY has several knives sticking out of his coat’s breast pocket (and I wondered why no one else seems to notice this for a brief moment<_>) so I push my friends to walk faster ‘cause someone like that is definitely not good news. I guess he was just waiting for someone to notice him, ‘cause when he saw that I noticed him and was trying to get away, he started chasing after us. I urge’d my friend to go a head while I distracted him Then he started throw the knives at me, and either he had really bad aim, he was doing on purpose, or I’m was just lucky because the most he did was make some cuts, nothing fatal. I think he was doing it on purpose because I think I remember him saying to me to arch my back more if I didn’t want to get hit (I was sorta running sideways I guess).
I ran into the closest open shop and yelled at the person to call the police. I guess she was shocked or something and asked why, and I yelled at her saying “Can’t you see that I’m bleeding!? >:V!!” Turns out he was a part of a group of terrorist of some sort because several people srtarted coming through and tearing down everything. I specifically remember someone tearing down those huge metal over hangings. (Clearly this isn’t realistic since people have superhuman strength). It was like a tornado going through town.
Cut to a scene of a horde people sitting in rows of seats like a theater. It was outside though, sorta in the woods? Scenery was reminiscent of those outdoor stage things when I go camping in national parks. I’m guessing the terrorist people were forcing them to stay there and holding them hostage or something, because there were police around but they couldn’t do much. They would periodically blast people with high-pressured hoses. Idk if I was some sort of team or what, but me and 3-4 snuck up towards the top of the slope where there was a a stolen boat that happened to be my dad’s. I don’t quite remember why and what we were about to do, but when we inside the boat we suddenly saw them coming up towards the boat. I’m not sure if they knew we were inside or not, but I told everyone to hide anyways. but then the guys started to push the boat, and basically were trying to push it down the slope. Clearly it was too late to escape so someone just said to brace ourselves and hope we survived. Turns out the boat was so sturdy that even after flipping over so many times nothing was really broken (man how unrealistic does this dream get). I was secretly proud since it was my dad’s boat. In that commotion, I supposed everyone scattered and escaped. A couple people in our team slipped out the boats, but me and a another girl were debating to stay on the boat and act like spies or something. But we said fuck it and somehow escaped even though the some of the terrorist people were moving away the boat.
After we got away from the place I went to go find my dad to tell him that I was super excited his boat was so sturdy. But when I was trying to tell him he didn’t seem to hear me even though he was talking to someone else. I got angry that he was totally ignoring me, but two of my team members that were walking with me told me he couldn’t hear me ‘cause I was a ghost. They said I already used up too much “energy”and that if I wanted to talk to him I would have to rest up a while.
And this point I woke up, and started crying for a little bit.
Well after I fell back asleep I was sorta able to continue my dream. Not exactly, but it was clearly connected since I was still the same kind of ghost. Basically I was invisible to people and such, but I could materialize and pick up things if I wanted to.
This time, the setting was a large fancy places, with a large facny teather and a whole bunch of rooms and interesting stuff. It was some kind of event or something, and all my friends were there and stuff. I was sad that I couldn’t talk to anyone or anything, but still I went over to them to see what they were doing. They seemed to be having fun so I was happy. I went between two of my closer friends (lets call them V and R. V is a girl, R is a guy) and just kinda sat in one of the two open seats in between them. V started talking about why there were two open seats there, and R said he didn’t know lol. I think V knew I was there or something (since she told me once she believed in ghosts), but never really directly said it out. So I started poking at them and playfully harassing them like I usually do irl and she told me to stop it LOL. I got bored and got up to look at other people. Seungho was there (not as an idol, just a seemingly normal student/person) and…since I clearly have a bit of a crush on him and all.. I got to urge to stroke his hair bjkfghgf. (SHUSH you guys would do it too if you could do whatever the hell you wanted and the person you liked has just sitting there fggfhgf SOB) ..I totally gave in and started touching his hair gffdf it was so nice. ;-; and was like sobs why am I ghost boohoohoo ;~;. I guess he felt it slightly, so I stopped lmao gfhgfh.
Apparently even as a ghost I could eat things and I was a ghost craving sweets so I totally stole sweets from the table even though you had to pay for them LOL. I think people would question floating food, so I guess I would just appear and take the food and disappear again uheuehu. There were a lot of these activities and class workshop like things in the other rooms, so my friends all went to go check them out. Before the class/workshop thing started my friend were just hanging around talking. they bought a box of little mini donuts or w/e and were just chatting and eating. I stuck around and mooched off some donuts and even though V knew I was, she didn’t say anything and didn’t mind lmao. The others noticed the magically shifting donuts (because I was digging throught he diferent type lol ghgfhgf) and stuff but they were like w/e.So the class work shops started adn they went to different ones (it was just a little 20 min class sort of thing idk how to say). R and another of my close friends, M, were in the calligraphy artsy thing, so I went to go watch them. It was divided into more experienced and less experienced, but the less experienced had to do some silly thing, and R was complaining and M just laughed at him lmao.
And then I woke up.