Dreams training

Tuesday night I had a dream that I was chosen from District 7 to fight in the Hunger Games. I was sent away from home to a training camp that was all the way in London. My best friend, who was also from District 7, was also chosen to fight in the Hunger Games. During one of our training days in camp, my friend found a dead mouse on the ground and decided to throw it at my face. Disgusted, I picked it back up and shoved it down his shirt. Then the mouse came back to life and bit him in the stomach. During the next training day, we were swimming in the lake to complete an obstacle course. The first three to complete the course would be given free time to relax and watch the members from the other Districts complete the hardest training task at the camp.

I was sitting in a stone cylinder, with a vat of acid sludge, or some sort of biological weapon above me. I was wearing a white jumpsuit with gold down the sides, and I had obviously just fought my way in. I was just waiting for the vat to be poured on me, and I wanted it to, but I knew thy were going to stop it, even as it started to be poured. I could see it tipping and wondered where the "guns" were to stop it. Finally the vat stopped and was put back, and I stood to wait for my release, thinking that it was great for them to stop it, but horrible for me because I wanted to die. I went to a training center where I was fighting really hard (killing people), and then went into the hallway. In the hallway, scissors used for torture fell down the stairs. A man came out and grabbed them, looked at me then ran away, saying "It wouldn't happen again." I was back home, and I came up the stairs, where I guess I was staying with some friends, or distant family. My friend Trevor was there, and I flirted with him a lot, even though he was in some sort of relationship. There was a little kid, about 8, sitting at the table and a woman was sitting near him (Trevor's partner) quizzing him on something. I told them that there was no point in quizzing him because it was a nice day and why on Earth would you need to know capitals? I It was Christmas morning so there were presents to be opened. Before that though, breakfast was still needed. A man with a goatee came down the stairs on crutches, and Trevor's partner told him that he needed to eat something because he hadn't eaten anything. I asked him if he wanted something, assuming he would say no like he had to everyone else, but he said that he wanted some good eggs. Trevor complained that I was already in charge, so I responded with the fact that I'm awesome. There was already coffee brewing, so I grabbed some and another mug for the man on crutches. The whole dream, I felt loathing for myself and slight happiness when with Trevor. I was extremely capable, and very dangerous. I don't know if I was on the good side or the bad, but that I was hoping to die.

Me, a childhood friend, and a classmate from high school got kicked out of an all girls catholic school for cyber bullying that my deceased father spent years of training for me to get into that school. Then my mom and i were on a road trip and stopped to pick something up from someone we knew. I suggested one of them sell us weed then a 3 way fight of brutal bloody fighting massacre broke out that me and my mom witnessed. The last person surviving wanted to come after me with a sword then turned into a butterfly waiting to kill me outside my door.

I dreamt of my cousin who died during childbirth and i am training to be a midwife and failed. she appears to me. is it her way of telling me iam in a wrong profession or is she angry with me that i was not there when she died.

A dog was trying to bite me and was growling at me but somebody was restraining it but grabbing its nose and it eventually stopped.