Dreams air

In my dream, I was walking to Edwan's house. There was also a white car in their yard; it was Ruwayda's mom's car, and she and someone else were in the car talking. He was a guy, but I didn't know his name, and I didn't care, so I went inside to see him just to hear from the people who live there that he wasn't home. He and Lago and someone else went to some place I never heard of. I was bumped out because I had to walk all this way. So I wanted to go back home, but the lady in his wouldn't let me leave until she gave me something to eat.I appreciated her off and sat down and waited, but she realized that there wasn't any food in the house. Then I told her it was okay and that I would eat home. She told me to sit there and wait while she was going to the shop. I abled and sat down, and when she left, I started wondering why Ruwayda was here and in her mom's car with someone I don't even know. They both don't even live here. I started getting suspicious, but I never got to the answer. A little while after that, I sat bored on the wooden chair by the window, then I decided to peek out the window to see if they were still talking or something, and they weren't; they were having sex in her mom's car with a blanket covering their lower waist. Ruwayda is my ex, so I couldn't give a fuck. A While later I wondered in the house for Little that house was bigger than I actually was from the inside, but I didn't notice a few things that also happened, but I can't remember what. After a while, Edwan's aunty, sister ELA, came and made me something to eat. I said thank you and wanted to leave. When I opened that white painted wooden door and put my feet outside, an older lady who is very old and also somewhat family of Edwan yelled at me because I'm leaving the gate that I never came in through, then she started babbling about her mother always closing her gate, then very hesitantly I abilged and went over to close the gate, then suddenly there was another gate that I had left open, so I closed that and left. After that, the next dream appeared where I was in EPD class, laying my head down on the table as I rarely do in real life, and I started to stand up because Our teacher wants to tell us something, and before I got the chance to walk over to him, Tristan started loudly talking to Ruwayda, who is outside our classes. Still in her mom's car, I'm a little confused but still giving little fucks. He started telling her I wasn't always so quiet and awkward and that when I used to hear music and lay my head down on the table, I would jump up and start dancing. While I listened to this, I couldn't help but give a smirk to that statement, but the thing is that it never happened in real life. So things started to change in the dream, and we just came from a teacher's award ceremony, and our EPD class teacher won and was walking happily in line with us. His walking was very funny, so I decided to walk just like him. After that, we got to class, and the teacher handed out more work for us to do. After that, things got blurry, and I woke up.

A jinn who wants to get close to you, brushes your braided hair without your consent and while that, your relative is sitting there watching you suffer.

I saw an apple and a pomegranate and a guava on a same branch. On floor I saw there muddy water and there was a coin in slippery mud I took it and I washed it in a muddy water and then there was my cousin wearing white she had a bottle in her hand she spills water and I wash my hands again. We walked and I tapped on her shoulder she looks at me with anger I said I didn't put mud on your dupatta I didn't there were stains already. That was a place where were many people it was a shrine I asked my cousin to take out her phone and capture photos she nodded but didn't and she got disappeared in a crowd there was another girl I asked her If I accompany with her she agreed then we walked. I guess I was in India and I was asking my mother that where are my clothes and I need a hair cut here. My mother is from India and we went India twice.

Food court, Brightly lit, Androgynous person, Silky hair, Beautiful smile, Casual clothes but edgy, Shawarma, Approaching restaurant, Exchanging smiles, Shy but inviting, Sense of connection, Colorful, First-person perspective

I was on a plane that had to make an emergency landing. It landed on a street in Turkey. I was able to read the signs and told the passenger next to me which country we were in. The airline were prompt and efficient when we had to stay in hotels. Everyone was scared but unharmed.