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Parent: What do you dream?

  1. #1132802018-02-07 13:49:09 *Cloud-VK said:

    I had another weird anime style dream, this time I dreamt that I had just transferred to some rich private academy through some sort of tie to the director of the school, which landed me in a room in the directors home. Now, the director had three daughters, two that were just kids and one that was a bit younger than me that attended the academy.

    After spending a awkward first night at the directors home, the oldest daughter, I don't remember her name, had the job of showing around the school. Which was a long walk, the rich kids shot me nasty glares and shot snob comments under their breaths, and the daughter asked tons of questions I couldn't answer, questions about my connection to her father and my reasons for attending the academy.

    The daughter had black long black hair and she was slender, really pretty. But she didn't like me at all, she acted all mature and superior, but she maintained some sort of resentment towards me. She wasn't rude though. Though we lived under the same roof we didn't talk to each other much at all, just small talk and glares. Her little sisters liked me though and they always wanted to play, and eventually the older one caught on to that and she gave in a little, becoming slightly more friendly.

    One afternoon, after our final class of the day, she asked me if I was walking home with her, I said she could go on cause I was going to take a shower first, I didn't like showering at the director's fancy house.

    So I made my way to the guys shower past the school gym, when I pushed my way into the gym though, I found that there was a bunch of rich guys messing around after school. They all froze when they saw me and of course headed in my direction. They came at me with a bunch of: You don't belong. Are you lost? Get out of here trash. I just ignored them and tried to continue to the showers, the first punch was thrown, a brawl started.

    Afterwards I was back at the fancy house in a new change of cloths, I carried my tattered uniform to the older daughter's room, knocked on the door, when she answered she obviously was taken aback by my beaten appearance and maybe cause I never visited her at her room, she was speechless, I tried smoothing things over by asking where the laundry room was.

    But she took my uniform and said she would take care of it, I thanked her, and the dream ended.

  2. #1132832018-02-07 19:15:00Cloud-VK said:

    Yeah, I wouldn't even a remembered that, but my brother asked me when I got up if I had any weird dreams, jogged my memory. Apparently my bro had a zombie apocalypse dream lol