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Helping Mr. Carmen

I’m in the motor home with my mom and dad. Dad’s driving as we’re chasing down this super human girl. She is leaping down the highway with her powers, eventually causing a huge car crash ahead of us, making us stop. We lose her.
I had a surgery that was so severe I was locked in a hospital for a month, not relating to the crash at all. Because I was locked in the hospital, I missed a month of school. When I return I’m swamped with work. Thankfully one of the lady teachers decides to let the class go downstairs to the art room to help Mr. Carmen.
Bell and Tessa see me in the stairwell. They break into tears, so upset I didn’t keep in touch over the month I disappeared- let them know that I was even okay. I apologize, telling them that I didn’t have a chance too. Though in reality, it was more the strict lock-down I was dealing with in the hospital that kept me from contacting anyone. Much like a prison, that place.
I see Mary and Cory in the stairwell as well. Cory is helping her because she has stitches in the bottom of her left from stepping on glass. They glance at me, surely seeing me, but ignore me entirely.
We get down to the art room, which is awkward because there’s a class going on so all of us are interrupting. Mr. Carmen says the more help the better, though. I sit at Bell’s desk, at the end of the table next to a girl I don’t know. She rudely tells me to move the hell out of the way.
“Wow, sorry,” I retort and slide away to sit at the cutting board. She says sorry, and tells me her name is Jay. I stiffly reply, “Zura.”
Mr. Carmen gathers everyone around one table near the dark room. I look around at the artwork laid out on the table, which, holy shit, is ALL phenomenal. Mr. Carmen seems to be struggling, as though he can’t teach because his student’s art is already so excellent.
We all sit around the table and link hands in a circle. Mr. Carmen says some really inspirational words, that I briefly think about writing down.
When he’s done, everyone returns to their spots, but I stay where I am and make an ornament out of tissue paper on the table. I bounce it around in my hands until it lands on the floor. A girl walking between the tables accidentally kicks it. She apologizes and hopes she didn’t break it. I tell her that it’s fine, and we end up talking. I make friends with her and another girl, but then realize that I already have Bell as a friend and I should be talking to her. All the junk on the floor distracts me. A lot has changed since I’ve been gone. The floor has been carpeted, and it’s apparently now alright to throw random things on the floor. I pick up all the faux jewelry tat I can off the grey carpet and put it in wicker baskets to sort.
Mr. Carmen reminds me, before I can get started sorting the jewelry, that I need to bring my computer in so it can have a home. I’m confused for a second. I tell him that I have my computer all set up at home, but I can unplug the desktop and bring it in if he wants. Then, it dawns on me that he’s talking about my school-issued laptop. I completely forgot that I was even issued a laptop, and I’m super embarrassed. I assure that I’ll bring it tomorrow.
After the bell Mr. Carmen gives me a spider Halloween sticker for me to put up on the front doors before I leave the school. When I get up stairs, walk through the commons room, and reach the front door- I attempt to stick the sticker to the window. It takes a lot of spit to keep it on the glass. [End]

Relative to Real Life~
Night of September 25th, 2014
Real-life characters: Mom, Dad, Bell, Tessa, Mary, Cory, Mr. Carmen.
Dream-created characters: Superpower lady, lady teacher, Jay, two girls I befriend, students.
Real-life places: Art room, stairwell, commons, front doors.
Dream-created places: Highway, first classroom.
Different than real life: My parents haven’t been in the same place at the same time since their divorce in 2011, the motor home was sold a year or so ago, I graduated back in 2011 and haven’t been back to the high school since, I haven’t seen or talked to Mary Cory nor Tessa since graduation, Bell and I have gone our separate ways, I haven’t seen Mr. Carmen since I was in school, I’ve never been locked in a hospital for a surgery.
Reoccurring: No.
Precognitive: No experiences yet.

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