Dreams something

I was making a ganesh painting.Then also I was making ganesh idol with clay.After finishing up I saw his hand has broken into pieces. When I was trying to fix it, another part is melting. I also saw plastic idol has broken into pieces. I am not sure it's ganesh idol or something else.

My deceased father walks into a room looking young, tries to tell me something but i can't hear, and i wake up before he can finish

It started out with a zombie apocalypse, I didn’t see any zombies I just knew it. I’m out in the hot summer run in a lush green forest, looking for food and shelter. There’s a rustle behind me and I turn, hunter’s knife in hand and it’s an older man with a little kid hiding behind him. They look hungry, hungrier than me. I ask him why dosent he try out for our district’s competition. Sure it’s a zombie apocalypse but we still had a form of government. And this one held a competition twice a year for the common people to live in the capital if they won, runner ups get food. We travel to the compound where it’s being held. Like a metal auditorium, small and the steel is surprisingly not boiling hot. I trained the little girl in preparation for the competition, I’ve grown close with her and her dad. Revealing I had competed when I was 16 and won. But now I was living as an outsider. The compound soon fills with families also competing. We get sat next to a redhead family, I can tell something is off with the dad by the way he sighs as he watches his young twin daughter play. We fill out paperwork as the 13 or so judges come in and take their seats. I recognized a few but one knew me. He smiles and tilts his head in a respectful way. I turn away feeling my face go red. First is the kids spouting off facts about our government. Next to compete are the fathers. They’re made to kill zombies, the red head father almost died. A zombie aiming for his neck, I kicked it away from me and the girls and the guy I’m with kills it. The night ends, the judges leave but we are made to sleep on the steel benches and dirt floor. There’s a small lamp, I remember someone once telling me the capital uses these little lamps to signal for electricity. Turning it off is considered a crime. I’ve competed before, I know what comes the next day. I know I’m the only one awake, I turned it off to give me an extra leg up in tomorrow’s competition. Then it’s tomorrow, everyone wakes. No one notices the lamp. The judges come back, the one I know personally gives me a smile as he sits. I hear whispers. The capital holds this event twice a year because they’re struggling to keep people alive in their secluded area. It’s true. I used to live there so I know it is true. I say nothing, no one can know I competed before. I need to help the little girl and her father, they’re my friends. It’s time to complete. I look over at the tired red headed father and know immediately what he is thinking. I whisper to him, don’t kill yourself, your daughters and wife need you. He looks surprised, I shrug and get down from my seat and stand near his wife. There’s a song we are meant to sing but the tablet with the lyrics isn’t working. There’s no electricity, I made sure of that. I know the default song, it’s the district’s anthem. They have us sing it while they wrote our scores. I sing soft for the parts I know I won’t get right and belt out the parts I know I can nail. This is how I was taught to sing. By the judge that I know. He looks proud I remembered his teachings from when I was younger. I hold back a grimace. They give us our scores, we have to add them together. There’s comments left next to the scores. I notice the judge I know left me a x8. I can multiply my entire score by 8 to get the highest score and win. He leaves me a flirty compliment. The dream ends before I can get my final score.

My dream: I was at an airport coming home from idk where but I’m guessing I went solo because I was the only one who came out the gates. And I was worried cuz I didn’t have anyone to pick me up but you were there holding a sign that you were picking me up. And I was confused because how tf did you know I was home?? Anyways you said you were gonna drive me home. We took this big ass sprinter van but it was just you and me and we were coming from JFK cuz it was def New York and on the drive home the back started to shake and all my things started shaking. And I got worried cuz they were gonna come out. And you kept asking what’s in my bag or what am I hiding in the the back. So I jumped to the back and held on my suitcases before they opened. But I didn’t know what was in them and didn’t know why they were shaking or why they were trying to open themselves. You pulled over and went to the back and you grabbed my collar from the back and threw me down towards the front. You unzipped one of the bags and this bright ass yellow light came out and it was like bright as hell like the whole inside of the van was bright white yellow lights and you just stared at it. Then we hear sirens and I’m like “oh shit close it close it” and we heard a knock from outside and it was a bunch of cops waiting for me. I opened it and my parents were there questioning what I’m doing. Your mom was there WITH RAYA and your dad came out the cut running but he had just come from a tennis game cuz he had the little band around his head and sweatbands on his wrists. Then my friends came and surround our sprinter van and I was confused to why everyone was there. The cops told me that I have something very important in those bags and suitcases. And I was like “sir I just came from a trip I don’t have anything bad” and I was highkey tearing up cuz I was so stressed. And everyone was saying to just open it and just step aside. So I hopped off the van and the cop came in and started opening the bag you just opened and when he did this bright ass yellow white light came and lit up the whole van and I had to cover my eyes and you were still in the van covering your eyes from how bright it was. And the rest of the bag started to shake and I told my parents “I don’t know what’s happening I swear I didn’t bring anything from the trip” and the rest of my bags started shaking again and unzipping slowly and more of the yellow and bright lights started to show from the bags and suitcases. The cop just stared into the bag he opened and he said “son you’re good this isn’t for me” and I said “officer I swear I didn’t bring anything bad i just came from a trip” and you you wanted to see what it was but everyone else outside came in the van to see what was the light. And they all did the same thing and stared at it and just walked out. And I stayed outside atp I’m like crying. And you finally got the turn to see and you walked up to it and you looked into the bag and you turn your head slowly towards me and you reach your hand in and the rest of the bags opened up and the whole van glowed like it felt like I was 2 feet away from the sun and it just shined on my face and the bright light just swallowed the whole van and it tried covering my eyes and I screamed in my dream and then I woke up to the bright light of my laptop screen.

In the dream so I was going out at isiokolo, I saw one of my late aunt with her child so I decided to go and meet her and greet her when I got there at the roundabout side I greeted her but the child refuse to let go of me that I must carry him and go to where I was going but I refuse instead I ask the mom if there is anybody in the house so I will drop him there to play since their house is close to the agbon secondary school. I carried the child at my back, as I was going after passing a spot where police were standing nor far from their street, some guys were following us sha and my instinct already told me that those people aren't nice. So I hasten my legs but wasn't fast enough and they caught me. They where like I should bring out my phone for money. I said I don't have money that they sent me message but I branch my aunt side to greet her and the son refuse to let go that's why I'm taking the child to the house so I will take keke to ughelli that I'm going. The guys refuse to hear, my aunty so now came into the matter and was still telling same thing to the guys but they still refuse. They kept on saying I should bring the money but I was still explaining to them, the next thing I saw was something that look like Cain that the guy use and hit me. He was just hitting me and I was just shouting. Guess what, the place all this are happening wasn't far from where the police were standing but they didn't come that was where I woke up this morning to pray