First thing I remember was being on the north sidewalk of East Main St. in Ashville, Ohio (the town I live in) with a shopping cart. For some odd reason I just pushed it away from me across the road, but it ended up going far left. Then, I chased after it down the sidewalk until the road cleared. I ran across and got it.
Next thing I remember is trying to leave school at the end of the day. I thought it was the high school I go to, I found out later it wasn’t. I felt like I knew the school. It was square like this middle school but the section I was in was much smaller. I knew where my locker was and where the door was. I was carrying a black book bag on my right shoulder. This guy, Scott*, that moved 3 years ago, was saying, “You know your late when the only [people] here are. . .” I kinda blocked out the rest. I looked down the hall way, ‘cuz I was going the wrong way it was dark with out any lights. so I turned around and went to my locker at the end of the hall. Opened it and got my books. As I was going to the door that was led by the hall way to my left. I saw another guy I’m good friends with, Scott, and other few [people] sitting on benches that outline the hall with lockers behind them. It reminded my of a locker room. I went through the door and I stopped, thinking I forgot something like I always do. I noticed right away it was night. This English guy in his 40s was going to be driving me home. He was in the [wrong] side of the car, I couldn’t see the car [color] since it was dark. I was having trouble with my book bag so I asked someone that was standing around to help me. They said they were late. So I went up you my friend in 7th grade (I’m in 9th) and asked her. She said she would for two dollars. I agreed and she took my book bag to the car, but I looked down the porch steps and I couldn’t go. I just remembered I needed crutches to go down stairs since I have Arthritis. I’ve been walking in my dream ‘cuz I sometimes put my crutches in my locker and walk like in waking life. So I told her to go ahead and the I had to go back. So I went back in and this guy friend that was there before going outside was still there. He went to his locker I knew it wasn’t his ‘cuz every morning I saw him on the other side of the hall. Well I went to my locker which was down the hall and to my left and 2 lockers away where the guy friend was. I opened my locker and there was this huge fake spider in spider web. I screamed, tho I knew it was fake ‘cuz I’m afraid of spiders. I grab my crutch and tore it off and it landed on the ground to my right. I was thinking out loud, “That’s probably gonna freak me out again in the next morning.” So went back to my locker and got my other crutch. The guy friend asked me, “So did it work?” I said, “So did what work?” “The sore throat medicine.” “What about it?” “Did it help your legs?” And I just remembered about talking to him about how it helped my hand when it was hurting by numbing it. And I said, “Oh, no, I’m sorry, I totally forgot. I should try that.” Then, I blanked the next part out. All I can remember is something about pink and purple Magna-dusters and a police man saying those were illegal.
* Name was changed.
Note: The original title used for the Dream Directory was “Fake Spider.”