i had a pretty weird dream so i’ll start at the top
it begun in class where we got a new teacher, our old one decided to quit (or was replaced.) this was because a shockingly large amount of students got 100% on their tests so we were accused of cheating. so her replacement comes, and she’s evil.
she’s incredibly strict and starts going through the attendance along with everyone who got 100% - that included me.
this lasted for days in the dream where we’d come to class for the evil teacher to get mad at us. there were no notable faces in the classroom.
one day, the teacher became extraordinarily mad and pits the blame on me. i can’t exactly recall what it is about, but she pulls me to the side. that’s when she starts whispering in my ear and then starts touching up on me before kissing me. i pull away as fast as i can and run back to the class where i tell my classmates that she’s a pedo.
the dream continues to devolve here. (fyi, the teacher didn’t look like any of mine!!)
at this point i believe we all run and the teacher tries to strangle me. the room started to morph into my brothers room where i’d continue to struggle. the classroom setting would fade in favour for my home.
i ran around in a much more familiar home where i’d still be chased by the teacher. with my brother, i continual escape her attacks. eventually, i took advantage of a situation and strangled her myself.
i wrapped my hands around her neck and threw her onto my sisters bed. i sat on her legs and kept my hands on her wrists; i didn’t want to kill her.
but then, i start to drift to sleep. i fell asleep in my dream on top of the evil teacher who was now just wearing a grey band t shirt and black shorts. i woke up in my dream from a call from big B. he was asking me where i had been and i turn on my camera and point it to the teacher i had slept beside.
remember how the teacher didnt look like anyone in particular? well, now she looks like my ex. i actually had this realization in my dream, but i didnt like it so her faced continually morphed into different people. however, it was impossible to not think about it. her faced would always go back.
the terror of the first dream faded as i was hungry and bored.
i bring the teacher (ill call her the girl from now one) to my car, an unnamed mazda hatchback that was white. the wheel was situated on the right side. she had sat on the left while i played with the pedals as i havent driven in real life for some time now.
at some point while driving i pass out, awaken to the steering wheel flipping sides, the girl now in control over the car. i ask her where we are going and she has no clue.
my calm demeanour suddenly shifted as i remembered her original intentions, so i panicked. i asked, scared she wouldnt follow my orders, if we could stop somewhere to eat. all in a ploy for me to snatch the wheel back to have control.
she drives through an intersection under a yellow light a bit too late. there were two police suvs on our left so my panic arose. they turn their sirens on but go for someone else. the girl laughs.
after pulling into the parking lot, i realize almost everything here was not food. it was all cannabis stores and a club. however, tucked away in a corner was a small wendy’s.
she parks my cat in the wendy’s parking lot where i offer to buy us food. this was my idea to get her out of the drivers seat, to entice her with food. she says yes and we get up, making our way inside the vaguely wendy’s looking fast food place.
we never ended up getting food because i ran out for the drivers seat. she followed and sat in shotgun. she laughed. i drive the car back out and into the parking lot, the moonlight now lighting our movements.
everything she did, i saw out of the corner of my eyes. her shadow dancing in the dashboard.
i saw a group of elderly people on the parking lot with banners, i do not know what they were doing.
i drive her to a beach where she asks to swim in.
while walking on the sand that reflected the light the girl morphs a few more times. she turns into a young version of my friend.
i hear another voice calling his (he’s a guy now) name. i look up from the crashing waves to see a young pale boy with my friend who had red swimming shorts and swimming goggles. they pay for a bit before i tell my friend it’s time to go.
at this point i drive to aunty m’s home where i end up in her basement (i begin to wake up at this point.) we are watching a bunch of fruit in a tv. stuff like dates or something. our friends were also there and everyone was bonding except me. her mom comes and laughs along too.
something about the fruits were funny i think.
i woke up. thanks freud, maybe this all means something to you but all i remember is spending the evening with my ex.