Understand My Dreams

Dreams sitting

I was diving a convertible with a friend named H in the passenger seat leaving the school parking lot and B started running after us and jumped in the back of the convertible and told me to drive faster because T was chasing him and then i drove a little bit more and i looked in my back seat and T was sitting in the back seat with B. then drove to the hockey rink and let them out and they slipped on the ice when getting out of the car and they sat there and cried.

My dad is dead in real life. I have a reoccurring dream that I'm back at his house and he's alive again. I'm in my old room and I do my normal nightly routine, turn on the heater, pick out clothes for the next morning, and fluff my pillow and climb under the sheets. I wake up to the sound of my dads voice and I thought it was strange because he isn't alive anymore. I get out of bed and go to the living room and he's sitting on the couch talking on the phone like he always did. I run to him and hug him. I shocked because how is he alive again. I feel like he's going to be ripped from my arms again.

I was driving a convertible with a friend named H in the passenger seat leaving the school parking lot and B started running after us and jumped in the back of the convertible and told me to drive faster because T was chasing him and then i drove a little bit more and i looked in my back seat and T was sitting in the back seat with B. then drove to the hockey rink and let them out and they slipped on the ice when getting out of the car and they sat there and cried.

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