My dreams are very weird. Hardly any of my dreams are realistic, and most of my dreams get me into danger. It’s weird how every one of my dreams make me die the exact time I wake up. Here are some of the dreams:
1. I had this dream when I was about 5.
I was a little baby in my diapers (not joking) on a small table in the corner of a garage. The garage door was closed, and the table I was lying down on was dusty and made out of wood. Across my corner of the room was a wood door, with small steps heading up to it. There was a white sedan in the way, and you would have to go around it to get to the door. The floor was smooth but dirty. Then, my dad and Khoi’s dad walked in. They walked up to me, speaking Vietnamese (i don’t remember/ i didn’t know what they said). But a few seconds after, they ran out the room in a hurry, and disappeared into the hallway. Soon after, a black office chair (the same one from my dad’s house) rolled into the room, wearing the same clown mask (only my dad, Khang, and Nam would remember this) my dad scared me with when I was about 5 and when it was also Halloween. The chair rolled very quickly, so I rolled off the table, and rolled back under the table. The chair was too tall to get under, so I was safe. The chair kept ramming into the table, but it was getting nowhere. That’s when I woke up.
2. I had this dream when I was about 5.
I woke up with my dad in the old bed we used to sleep in (not the new bed). In front of the bed was a mom and a little girl, both with black hair. It was dark so it was hard to see them. For some reason, we followed them and downstairs was a mansion lobby with a set of two stairs and checkered marble floor. To the sides were wood doors. My dad was talking to the the adult and for some reason I knew that if I was mean, I would get killed by the little girl. Both of us went into the door on the right and it was extremely dark. I tried to be friends (i don’t remember what i said) but after a few seconds the girl made a very high pitched scream (e vien level scream) and I was instantly killed. That’s when I woke up.
3. I had this dream sometime after my 11th birthday.
I was sitting at the dining room at my house in Florida (nothing was different about this house but one thing. you’ll see later). The news was turned on and mom sat at the kitchen. I looked outside my glass backdoor and saw a tsunami that was about 10 times as tall as my house sitting where the canal was supposed to be. It wasn’t even moving. Just sitting there. I told mom that we had to get out of the house, worried that it was gonna start moving. So she got out of the house and waited for me in the car. I had my backpack on but I still needed one thing (i don’t remember what it is). I knew it was in the closet, so I went there and the closet was about as long as a hallway. I crawled past all the clothes spread out the closet and got the thing from the end of the hallway. I got out, rushed out the door, then got into the car where Khang and mom were waiting for me. We drove to a giant Walmart (idk why) which was about 1/10 of a mile in front of our house (very short drive). In their we were grocery shopping (weird). That’s when I woke up.
4. I had this dream on 1/3/2023.
My dad and Thuclam were eating on a bench at my school. It was very hot and sunny, and suddenly I needed to use the bathroom. I went inside and looked for a bathroom, but I only saw one bathroom for women, not men. Right after that, I for some reason looked into my backpack I carried and there was a pistol. And then the lights went out. My dad and for some reason Hunter (7 yr old cousin from my mom’s side) walked in. Then there were (for some reason) a pile of pistols on the floor. I pointed to it but then they saw that I was holding one. I didn’t know how it got in my hand and tried explaining to them that I got framed. That’s when I woke up.
5. I had this before my 11th birthday.
I was a detective looking for a man in a black hoodie with a backpack. He was a criminal for murder, and he was in the same place as me. I was at a carnival lined with games and food stands. The sky was a dark blue, and it was getting late. My partner was Khang, and the 2 other members of my team were on the other side of the carnival, looking for him. I spotted the man, and chased him into a shack near the festival. The other members also came. They went in first. A minute after, I peaked inside and saw them dead on the ground. There were stairs leading down into a basement. I walked inside alone (khang didn’t come). A man slowly walked up the stairs, with long claws. I quickly took out my knife and stabbed him. That’s when I woke up.
That’s all for this blog. There might be a part 2 to this one. (yes, i remember what happened when i made parts to other blogs.)