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A Zarkin' Frood · 12-08-2009, 03:43 PM

I had a dream... well, it's the latest one I remember, and I think I might have told you this one in the other, old dream thread already. But anyway, I had a dream that I lived at some sort of fancy boarding school. I don't know whether I even studied there but I lived there. One evening my teacher (well, yeah, I guess I DID study there), who looked suspiciously like my boss called me into her office to give me cookies, but I had to share them with the pupils who gather on the roof around midnight. I was also specifically instructed to leave before midnight.
So, I went up to the roof a few minutes before midnight, to make sure the people who were in need of cookies were already there. I wasn't greeted at all. They just looked at me. I was kind of intimidated by that, but I offered them the cookies regardless. They accepted them. One of them looked at his watch and told me to 'leave". So I was turning around to go back down, but then I heard bells tolling and looked at my digital watch to see it was 00:00 (I don't actually own a digital watch, weird).
Next thing I remember is that I got uppercutted into the air by one, and hit in the face by some other guy. This decapitated me. Usually people tend to wake up when they die in their dreams. But I didn't. It was weird to uh... see how it is to have your had flying around with your own eyes which're still in your head.
Then I woke up... no not for real, inside the dream. I was getting up from my dream bed looking in the mirror to realize that I now was someone else. Upon further inspection I noticed I was still at that school. I went to my teacher's office and told her what happened. She was really happy to see me, she knew who I was right away, despite literally losing my head the day before... and now walking around in a different body. She laughed at me for dying, and wanted me to pay for the platter that broke when I kicked the bucket. Also detention for not returning before curfew. Furthermore I should apologize to the guys who killed me, I don't think she was joking. Then I woke up. For real this time, thanks to my alarm clock.
My first word of the day, as always, "Fuck".

This is one of the very few dreams that I remember that vividly.
Actually it's the only one that comes to mind right now.

12-08-2009, 03:43 PM	#5
A Zarkin' Frood formerly known as Prince. Join Date: Oct 2008 Location: Right here, with you >:) Posts: 2,396	I had a dream... well, it's the latest one I remember, and I think I might have told you this one in the other, old dream thread already. But anyway, I had a dream that I lived at some sort of fancy boarding school. I don't know whether I even studied there but I lived there. One evening my teacher (well, yeah, I guess I DID study there), who looked suspiciously like my boss called me into her office to give me cookies, but I had to share them with the pupils who gather on the roof around midnight. I was also specifically instructed to leave before midnight. So, I went up to the roof a few minutes before midnight, to make sure the people who were in need of cookies were already there. I wasn't greeted at all. They just looked at me. I was kind of intimidated by that, but I offered them the cookies regardless. They accepted them. One of them looked at his watch and told me to 'leave". So I was turning around to go back down, but then I heard bells tolling and looked at my digital watch to see it was 00:00 (I don't actually own a digital watch, weird). Next thing I remember is that I got uppercutted into the air by one, and hit in the face by some other guy. This decapitated me. Usually people tend to wake up when they die in their dreams. But I didn't. It was weird to uh... see how it is to have your had flying around with your own eyes which're still in your head. Then I woke up... no not for real, inside the dream. I was getting up from my dream bed looking in the mirror to realize that I now was someone else. Upon further inspection I noticed I was still at that school. I went to my teacher's office and told her what happened. She was really happy to see me, she knew who I was right away, despite literally losing my head the day before... and now walking around in a different body. She laughed at me for dying, and wanted me to pay for the platter that broke when I kicked the bucket. Also detention for not returning before curfew. Furthermore I should apologize to the guys who killed me, I don't think she was joking. Then I woke up. For real this time, thanks to my alarm clock. My first word of the day, as always, "Fuck". This is one of the very few dreams that I remember that vividly. Actually it's the only one that comes to mind right now. __________________ >:( C-: Last edited by A Zarkin' Frood; 12-08-2009 at 04:21 PM.