The Class of 2002, 2004, and 2005 (8th, 6th, and 5th graders) were at a campsite, which was known for the disappearance of 300 students that were not from our school. We were told that they disappeared when they walked this one trial. I have no idea how, but I knew it was spiral. The teachers wanted us to figure out why and how they disappeared. Well, when I was walking to the campsite, I walked by a group of 6th or 5th graders near a small cabin. I had the feeling I had been there before. It was in August. It was a nice day, but it felt like it was about to rain. People got into groups of two. I went alone. I decided to go back after walking about 1/8 of the trail. The trail was made of dirt and gravel, and was lined with trees. After walking back, I realized I was hungry. I walked a 1/2 mile to a near by house. The house was white. I went in the back way. We were aloud to go to the bathroom and get something to eat there. I looked around and found a bag of corn chips. I started eating them. I walked outside and sat down on the steps out back. All it was was a small wooden porch with steps on both ends connecting to the house. I sat down on the top of the steps facing the campsite. Some kids were playing. This one girl came over. She kind of reminded me of that one girl on Suddenly Susan that Susan doesn’t like. She was stuck up sometimes, but she was a good friend. She said hi and started singing a Celine Dion song. The song got in my head and I started singing it, too. I decided to go back to the campsite. I told some friends, I was going to walk the trail. I was still eating those corn chips. But one of my friends said someone figured out the mystery! I said, “All I did was go and get some corn chips and come back and it’s over???” I asked them how they disappeared, but no one answered me. After that, we all went to the cabin and watched a movie that you were supposed to watch after you figured out the mystery. I paid no attention, I was still trying to find out what happened. After the move, we went to the busses. I didn’t know which bus to get on! The first bus had short kids in it, so I went to the second one. I still think I got on the wrong bus!
Sometime in the dream, I was sitting there drawing a spiral in the dirt. Diane* was drawing something else. I heard a teacher say, “Hope [me] you’re going to the 9th grade art class, Diane* you have to stay in this art class.” I couldn’t understand any of that.
* Name has been changed.
Note: The original title used for the Dream Directory was “Corn Chips.”