Friday, September 24, 2010

The Courtroom Dream.

(had this dream in the beginning of 7th grade)

I am rushing through the hallways to class on my first day. I go up and down many stairways and hallways. I cannot find my class. The bell rings, and i am scared of being late. I run down hallways. I see a kid who is wearing a black shirt with red flames on it, and i ask him the time. Things aren't looking good. I take so long that my class is nearly over. I end up getting distracted by a random TV on a desk in the hallway, that is playing Roseanne. (later to find out that my sister was watching Roseanne in real life, oddly enough). I am furious with my late self. I end up escaping out of school and knocking on the door of my Aunt at nighttime, but she is not there. I am scared. I make it back to school. I end up going outside of the school on an outside staircase and find out the school is millions of miles up in the sky. I jump over to another staircase and find myself in a beautiful area. It is an enormous, beautifully decorated courtroom-looking theater. All the gold-laden seats circle around a large hole in the middle, which peers into the ground floor of more red seats. At one edge of this hole, there is a spot for a speaker to stand, which beautiful. Behind all of this is crystal waterfalls and a beautiful sky. I end up being there for music class. But i digress. I finally make it downstairs to the pitch-black basement and get to Mr. Hoshaw's room, which is completely lit by christmas lights, and there are no desks, and is decorated to look like a cave. I receive no penalty for being late.

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