Inside The Book

I dreamed I went inside a book called Savanah and the something... Inside the book was different rooms for different chapters, and each one was a bunch of different artifacts and things. It was a lot like I spy, I guess. The book instructed me to read a chapter called Savanah, but I woke up before I could finish it.

The Lost Ring

I dreamed Jimmy and I were at work, and when we went to work, Jimmy somehow left his Jack Skellington ring that I bought him sometime last year. I picked it up, put it in my safest pocket, and went back to work, figuring I would give it to him later. Later, as I was working, management approached me and asked if I had the ring. They told me Jimmy had said it was okay to sell the ring and give three dollars to a customer who insisted that that was all she needed. I told them I wasn't going to sell it, but they pressed. Tired of them, I started crying and told them no. I told them I had bought it for him, and it was special, and I refused to sell it. They eventually gave up, and I went back to work. I had to work pets because Darren (whose name I for some reason thought was Fred) was on vacation that evening (even though I have only seen him work pets once or twice). This, on top of the ring incident, had me feeling overwhelmed, and I had to take a moment to huddle in a corner and cry for a bit before getting back up and pulling some bags of dog food down from the shelves in the back. They were really heavy (as I knew they would be) and I was just really stressed out. It was then that I realized I also had freight on the floor to work and not enough time, which only added to my stress. One of my friends passed by, and I asked him where Fred was. He told me he was on vacation, and that was how I found that out. While I was working, I found myself thinking that Fred wasn't his name, and I asked myself "what was that boy's name?" After a moment, I remembered that his name was Darren. I think for the rest of the dream I was just working a normal terrible night with lots of stress and agrivation. I remember noticing that the back room (the place only employees are allowed) had been moved around and changed a lot and was different than normal. Maybe even darker than usual.

Chatroom

I dreamed that Jimmy, me, one of my childhood friend's named Andrew, his girlfriend in the dream (I don't know who his real girlfriend is), and a couple of other people I don't know were all part of an online chat thing. I think Gabe was there too. We were all in this relatively dark room, and I kept being left out of their conversations, so I crawled over to a corner next to a couple daddy long legs and curled up there and took a nap. Later, I think Jimmy woke me up, asking why I wasn't joining the group, and I told him that I figured they didn't want me to join in since they were all ignoring me, and of course he told me that wasn't true. We were the only people left in the room at that point. That's all I remember.

Trump

I dreamed that I met President elect Trump, and he was wearing a light blue track suit. He was trying to grope me and whispering in my ears and trying to kiss my neck, and I was disgusted, but I didn't say anything because I didn't want to cause a scene. I simply inched away and forced a smile. Shortly after I got away, I called my mom because she hadn't come to pick me up yet, and I was really worried. When she answered, she sounded groggy and not at all like herself, apparently because she had been to the dentist and gotten some kind of medicine. She told me she was going 99 down Augusta road, and I was really worried, so I started walking towards the area, assuming I would see a Dodge neon somehow going 99 down a city street. People kept getting in my way, and finally I got aggravated and stood up and told everyone that Trump was a creepy and an arrogant jerk, and he wasn't a good person at all and didn't deserve anyone's vote. People gasped in horror at my statements. One of my friends offered to give me a ride to where my mother was, and we went.

Rhinestones in the Drawer

This is short. Jimmy and I were at home while his parents were out, and this man came over. He went to our room, which was really just a dresser on a pathway outdoors for whatever reason, and opened it, rummaging around for something. Finally, he found a pair of square earrings with tiny rhinestone earrings that looked like diamonds. He took them from the drawer and left again. I seem to vaguely remember saying something to Jimmy about "I hope he knows those aren't real diamonds."

Time Traveller

I dreamed of going through a brightly lit tunnel with lots of colors. When I came out on the other side, I was a child again, of about 7, and I wasn't the only one. There were several different children around my age, one of which was my crush from kindergarten, Dennis. But the weird thing was that we all knew we weren't children. We knew we were adults. I even took out my ID at one point to find out my age. I think in the dream, it was 19, but I'm really 23. I remember asking Dennis how old he was, and he told me he was 7 as well. We were at a school, and our teacher was treating us like children. There was an outdoor bowling alley, and she took us there for a little bit of play time. At some point, we started to realize was going on, and the janitor, who turned out to be the same janitor from my job, just with gray hair, told us that we were time travellers, sent back to out childhoods on a mission. I don't remember what the mission was or what it was called, but I do remember that we were on a mission.

Haunted Dorms

I dreamed that there was a rumor that the old dorms (which are mostly used for storage and teacher offices now) at the college I went to was was haunted, and I made up my mind to go to them and get one of the college kids to go with me, as sort of an experiment. I picked out a rather shy, quiet guy who I figured would be easy to persuade and began talking to him. I don't remember his exact name, but it was like Shipley or Shade or something, so I'll just say it was Stanley since I was having a hard time remembering it even in my dream. He was cautious and everything, and really didn't want to go, but after awhile I persuaded him, despite his friend's pleas for us not to take him and him not to go. The friend made us promise he wouldn't get poisoned and die, which was apparently part of the plan, so I scrapped that part and promised he wouldn't and threw away the poison in a blue wrapper. When we come to an agreement, I gave Stanley a hug, and he made me kiss a stuffed Pokémon instead of him. Weirdo.