Understand My Dreams

Dreams phone call

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It was late at night I was in a neighborhood (apartment complex area) I call my ex and tell him to come outside. He does, and we talk. His mother comes outside holding a baby, and his brother and sisters do too. They talk to me for a bit asking me how I am, then they invite me in. I have something to drink and everyone falls asleep but my ex and I, we go up some sort of stairs because I wanted to see his bedroom. There is a huge bed and I climb onto in, he follows. We start making out and things progress a bit when we were interrupted because I received a phone call from my dad. He asks me where my sister is and I remember I dropped her off around the corner with her friend. I rush out of the house, and my ex follows. I kiss him goodbye and walk out. My sister appears in the parking lot, it seemed like it rained because there are puddles on the floor. My dad drives into the parking lot and tells us to go home then drives off. My sister and I get in the car and I text my ex goodnight. We get on a freeway and stop for has I check my phone and he had texted me "Night".

Planes were supposed to bomb the border of two cities in California in order to keep them apart. The bomb had the potential to kill everyone in California so my family and I were in our house trying to stay low and covered. Then we got a phone call saying the bombing was canceled. I went to school the next day and it was lunch time. I was with one of my friends and the schools alarm went off saying the bombing was back on and it was going happen soon. I left my backpack in the quad so I told my friend to go into the cafeteria and I would meet her in there. I came back and the whole cafeteria was barred off. I sat at a table outside and hung out with other friends. There were a lot of kids just hanging out like nothing was happening. My friend was sending me snap chats of the cafeteria and she told me to come in but I told her it was locked. Then a security guard went into the building so I followed him. Then I realized I left my backpack on the table outside and my phone was in it. There was no way to get out either without a guard but they don't allow students in or out. I waited, then a guard opened the door but there were too many people to see so u laid on the ground and looked out through peoples feet to find my backpack. I had my friend hold the door and I got it and we both went back into the cafeteria.

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