Understand My Dreams

Dreams hands

I was somebody else and i was with my mum and then she was driving and she drove past a massive mushroom and then i had a flashforward of my mum driving through the forest and crashing and then the next time we drove past the mushroom my mum did swerve into the forest and there were these people walking to the pace of a fast car and chasing us and by the time we reached a clearing they said we are preserving our energy until we run and we continued driving until they were like weve got the wrong people we are looking for caine and then the man throws daisies into my hands to stop me from fainting

I dream that I was in a space ship that was starch white and I had on starch white garment an everything about the ship inside was pure white so I looked in the mirror and as I look at my flesh I see my skin which is brown but because the ship and my clothes are so starch which I could only see my face and hands brown and as I look out of the window I was sort of slowing moving over the top of all most like a forest but the trees where begging to change colors, I remember seeing the color orange, brown goal purple-dark and the surround trees green but what I didn't understand is even through I am in the space ship there no noise I didn't here a sound.

So i always have rather strange dreams. I always dream about a foreign place that seems all big and great. Everything is made out of gold and is massive. I dream about war, chasing stuff and running. But there is always one thing that returns to my dreams. It is a young handsome man. He's got a very pale skin, blue eyes and raven black hair. Everyone seems very scared of him even though he stays in the shadows. He always watches me and smirks mystically. I'm not scared of him at all and he seems to like me too and he feels familiar to me. It's almost like i know him. And when i'm about to die in my dream, it's like he saves me. I wonder what that means because so far no one could give me a declaration ...

So i always have rather strange dreams. I always dream about a foreign place that seems all big and great. Everything is made out of gold and is massive. I dream about war and other horrific stuff. But there is always one thing that returns to my dreams. It is a young handsome man. He's got a very pale skin, blue eyes and raven black hair. Everyone seems very scared of him even though he stays in the shadows. He always smirks at me. I'm not scared of him at all and he seems to like me too. And when i'm about to die in my dream, it's like he saves me. I wonder what that means because so far no one could give me a declaration ...

I was walking down the stairs at school and saw Michael Liberti walking up them. I locked my arm in his and held him there for a few minutes not wanting to let go, and he didn't seem to mind as he just looked at me and stood there. Then I let go and saw Joshua Dejesus holding hands with a girl going up the stairs and I patted him on the back getting his attention and said hey. He let go of the girls hand and started walking the same direction as me and said hey back.

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