A couple of nights ago, I dreamed that I was dressed up all fancy and there was a limo and a chauffeur waiting outside. The chauffeur was telling us to hurry up. It was dark outside. I sat in the middle of the back seat of the limo. It was built like a station wagon or minivan.
Later, an exchange student (from China, I think) was supposed to be my date for the night, but instead of sitting next to me, he sat “Indian style” on the floor to my right. Then, a girl about my age or a year older, wearing a light blue outfit, sat to my left. She was supposed to be dating my ex-boyfriend (from the dream, not in real life) that had dark brown hair and was sitting in the middle row of seats. Then, a little girl, maybe 9 years old sat to my right. I was helping her with her homework and looking at her coloring book. Someone got the idea that the girl sitting to my left and I should switch dates and outfits and we did.
In another part of the dream, it was light and we (some friends that were mostly girls, but some were guys, and I) went driving around a city, like Columbus or something, in a car. Again, I was sitting in the middle of the back. My friend sitting next to me said she had a map and said that the “Applelation” is supposed to be around here. We went by a building (under construction) and I remember a mural of green apples were painted on the side. I asked if that was it and she said yes. She kept telling the rest of the crew, “The Applelation was back there!” They didn’t listen. We turned left on a street nearby and I remember this piece of machinery. It ended up being a piece of a carnival ride or something. We got out of this car and went down a small incline in the road that was made out of brick.
I dreamed about being at band or something..some guy gave me a red rose 5-6 months early for my birthday..and this older lady (middle age maybe) looked at the rose and said what was it for..and I said it was an early birthday present and she took it and looked at it and said, “Oh, is your birthday tomorrow?” and I said, “No, it’s not until..” and she said, “Maybe next Monday?” and I murmured, “Not until June in fact..” and there was some weird thing going on in band about people next to me going really really fast in a circle..all the while I was talking to this lady..she gave me back the rose and I put it on my music stand..eventually the spinning band members stopped and seemed to turn into a piece of Greek sculpture..they were pillars of marble I think and looked like Greek people with togas and cool hair..The band members were still alive..for some reason, Marie* wasn’t there and came later..I ran up to her and told her and Katie* about what happened and how I wish I could get my hair like that..but the next thing the band did, me, Marie, and Katie wasn’t in it but watching it..it was some Greek legend or myth about how this girl made these two guys fall in love with her and they try to win her over by buying her jewels and gold..they were both rich..one guy was more evil than the other and I think planned to kill the good guy off..now, see the nice good guy wasn’t that mean..Then, I think sooner or later the good guy’s friends got mad and tried to kill the bad guy, but the girl stopped them or something..I can’t remember the rest..
* Names have been changed.
I remember something about talking to Nicole* about my very long braided hair that hung to my waist.
Later, I was in a place like my high school, but backward and two stories. I stood in front of these mechanical steel doors that would open upward. There was something like support bars across them in the shape of an X. We went through them.
At first, it was dark. I went in then came back out to find a flashlight and went back in. I knew something about the rare flowers I saw. I knew they were dangerous and made you grow older quicker, so I tried staying away from them. Marie* picked them and put them into a bag. I told her not to and that they were dangerous, but she was in a trance.
Later, I came back and it was light. It looked like paradise or the land of the Lotus-Eaters from the Odyssey. Some friends from school and I looked around and played and talked. I explored to see how big the place was and how they made it. I was far away in a field when, out of nowhere, this small yellow flower was blown by the wind into my hair, which was now short and curly. I panicked and wanted to get out of there so I found another mechanical door and pressed the button three times. There was a sound like a doorbell. The door slowly opened and I went into an office or house. I remember being directed to another door to my right and it lead back into the school’s hallway.
Later, I ended up going back and trying to tell people this is a bad place. I went through the second door. This time, the people there said, “People that come through this door are to be killed, but I don’t think he’s here, so get out!”
I ran to the door on my right. On my left, along the same wall as the door, I see a library room and the guy that was running this whole – what I’d guess you’d call – an experiment, was standing there with his back to me. He saw me, but the guys that talked to me shut the door. I pressed the button to the door. The door opened and I slipped out and ran down the hall and around the wall of the hallway to escape.
I was trying to find another way out of the Utopia place, so I went back in and recognized Karen* walking out toward the entrance. I remember some friends I didn’t recognize because they were 40 years old now. Some other people were playing with a boomerang rope thing. I turned to look to my right and I heard something weird and then a gasp.
I looked back and saw the friend I didn’t recognize (the girl). Her head was cut off her body and it was all bloody and stuff. Some people, like me, that resisted the paradise spell ran towards these old castle like double doors, which led us to the hallway. We ran down the hallway to the stairs and tried to explain what happened. Dad, this old fogey dude, some others, and I decided to try to save some of the people in the utopia place and get them out.
We thought that we could get the children together for coloring and telling stories, so I found this paper with a picture (for coloring) that had a story on it, two pencils, a pen, and some crayons. The others took the stuff there and I went there a little later. These little kids were all huddled around and I went to see what was going on. They were using the blue crayon to color the shirt of a character, but the sleeves in light blue. The little kid to my right started reading the story and the little kid to his right asked what he was reading. He said a nursery rhyme like ‘Humpty Dumpty‘ and the other little kid started to sing ‘Humpty Dumpty,’ while the first little kid read. I then had this theory that kids younger than a certain age grew younger and kids like teenagers that were older that a certain age grew older.
Later, I remember some guy walking in to the utopia place and we all thought he was here to convince the older people to leave. He wasn’t, though, but now that I think about it, the older people could have been the teenagers and my friends. I think I also remember that at the high school, there was like a blizzard outside. Even earlier in my dream, I remember missing out on a field trip and actually going on a second one.
* Names have been changed.
I remember something about oranges. One was a little larger than a golf ball and the other one was about the size of a normal orange. There were a few little critters eating them. I had to tear the small one in half. Then, Dad dropped an orange with green things in them. He picked it up and went into the side door. When he came out again, he dropped a cantaloupe and the little animal things ate that.
In another dream, I was in a middle school hallway. It was maybe the sixth grade hallway. These people drew on people’s lockers and my locker had a heart with my senior friend, Jan’s* name and her crush inside the heart. I thought she did it and tried talking to her, but the person I talked to ended up not being her. The heart turned into a logo for Allstate Insurance or something. I’m not actually sure if in real life Allstate’s logo was white and blue.
Later in the dream, there was something about people’s weird teeth.
* Name has been changed.
First, I remember eating something sitting next to this psycho girl about my age. I had this feeling that she was going to try to kill me, so I picked up two forks and put one in my pocket. The girl tried to attack me, but I tried stabbing her right arm with one of the forks. It didn’t break the skin. I jumped off the table we were sitting on and started running. She ran after me and caught me, so I tried stabbing her again. This time, it broke a little skin and she let me go. I remember running around this stage like area. I ran by tables, through back rooms, turned left, ran, turned left, ran up some stairs to a stage thing, turned left, ran down some stairs, and ran into the table that I ran by earlier. Then, the psycho killer girl grabbed a fireplace poker and went after me with it. I fought back.
In my next dream, I was in an auditorium with friends. I was supposed to take pictures. People came in and the show started. There were about 10-15 people that were supposed to perform, one of which was Scott*.
I don’t remember much, except Scott making the audience laugh. Then, I remember him dragging a red or pink ½ inch thick cord behind him and in cursive it said my name and someone’s I couldn’t read. Someone said it was supposed to be current or past relationships and I said, I never went out with him, which is true. Then, Scott bundled the cord up and tried carrying it while also holding something striped and rolled up underneath his chin.
He walked across the stage. People crowded around and I got in front to take pictures. Later, I remember going backstage where they were showing a movie Scott was in. I always thought he would be a good actor. In the movie, he acted like an old guy reading a newspaper and yelling at someone in the other room while going to the bathroom. All they showed was his feet, which had brown fuzzy slippers on, and his face, which looked like a 20-year-old with movie make up on to make him look old. I also remember being in Mrs. Green’s* room talking about something funny that Scott did.
* Names have been changed.
Note: The original title used for the Dream Directory was “Psycho Killer Girl.”