My Dream

So Im only writing what I remember since I decided to document the dreams I have. 

I was on a school field trip in a bus, it seemed like high school, but at the same time it didnt. I dont think I know who the teacher was in real life, but my boyfriend was there. We rode on a big charter bus but it didnt have a lot of people in it for some reason. We ended up in a place that was 5 hours away from home and we settled up in a cabin; it was reminiscent of my senior year StuCo trip to this cabin in Utah (although the place didnt look like something I’ve seen before.

There were other people in that place–families. It had two floors and we all shared a bathroom in the top floor. I remember taking out some of my things and putting them in the bathroom. I dont remember much of the trip other than that. I forgot the reason why, but we left after some time (I cant remember how long we stayed and what we did there either). Something happened that caused me to forget to pack my things!!! I dont know how one forgets to pack their things… But I remembered my things when I was already on the bus and my teacher wasnt letting me back into the cabin. I left my things in the bathroom as well as the room I stayed in. 

So I decided to wait until we got home and I decided to go back myself in my own car (2015 corolla) and drove the 5 hours to get there–alone. I dont know how I found the place since I dont even know where it was…

I remember arriving and finding my things exactly where I left them but this time, it was cluttered with other people’s stuff too. I think at this point I met a strange man, he resembled The Hound from GOT and I ended up owing him something.

My memory of the dream skips to me waiting for The Hound at a school parking lot which had a lot of dirt. I waited for him while he did business there–i dont remember what for. Then, a bunch of people started pouring in to the dirt lot and they all stopped to look at me for some reason. I had thought it was because I was a girl and they were all guys in old, vintage cars. So I hid in the safety of my car. They started laughing at me and I saw their mouths move, but I didnt know what they were saying since I had earphones in my ear. I slid down into my seat, reclined. 

The first group of people merely laughed and stopped at me and drove off to settle somewhere. The next group, someone came out and started to do things to my car. I was too scared to do anything so I stayed in while they all laughed and did things all over my car. Eventually my dream skips (at least my memory of it) to when The Hound comes out from wherever he was and I came out of my car to find that they vandalized it! I saw key marks, someone actually drew something on it, like an image, and someone literally ripped a piece of the paint and it stayed upright in a shape of a mountain. I started to ugly cry and wondered why they did this to my baby!!! Also, my car didnt look like a Toyota Corolla… The hound merely looked at my car and didnt say anything about it. I didnt know what to do about my car either.

It all seemed so real and I woke up with the heartbreak and thought I was crying. My bf actually woke me up and I asked him if I cried in real life but he said I didnt. It all seemed so real… I freaked out and couldnt wait till I got to my car just to check if that really was just a dream or real life. All of that happened in a span of about 30 min since I snoozed my alarm and woke up 5 min before I was to start at work, thanks to my bf for waking me up. I ended up 30 min late, on my period. What a terrible day.