If anyone can interrupted this for me, thank you.
The nightmare/dream began in a forest. Everything felt like it was moving and awkward. My little brother came toward me with his bike. He was wearing a white large helmet which looked like a cheesy old school looking helmet. I grabbed the helmet and tossed it up in the air.
Moments later I was laying in the basement of my father’s parents home. My brother was there with his friends. All of them wanted me to come outside and play with them. I resisted. My brother then told me that I lost his helmet. I felt a little bad about throwing it up in the air. He told me it was lost in the woods. My younger sister then appears, and she goes outside with him to look for it. While my brother, his friends, and my sister are outside looking I watch from a window. In the home I heard footsteps coming from upstairs to the basement. It was my mother. I then ran over to a couch which was missing cushions. The couch had a tan blanket and light blue pillow. I lay down on the couch and tried to fake I was sleeping. My mother enters but is not angry. She asks me where they all were. I tell her they are outside looking for my brother’s helmet. My mom could see my brother coming along, he was wearing it. I thought he looked ridiculous, but and another part of me was happy that he found it.
Moment later I got a message on my phone. It was from my ex-boyfriend Daniel who I do not talk to anymore. “I’m coming to pick you up†the text message read. Excited, I walked outside wearing a backpack and holding my pillow. First a small black car drove up, it was a illusion, I thought it was him but it was not. Instead of a large black SUV looking vehicle was a black rusted up used small car. Next a large black SUV which looked like Dan’s car pulled up. I got in and oddly sat in the back seat which I’ve never done in his car before. I looked up and realized a man in a dark grey tux was driving. He did not look like Dan. My brother all of a sudden piles up in the car with a bunch of young teenagers his age. I was confused. “Going to practice†- He turns around and tells me. I couldn’t get out, and it was too late. The teenage boys were dressed in soccer uniforms. My brother doesn’t play soccer. We drive to a gym of some sort, it looked modern. I asked my brother what I should do- I was in the wrong place. I asked the driver. He turned over to me and said I would have to pay him to get back. I agreed and sat back in the back seat.
A group of people enter the SUV- I rest lying down on my side and rest my head on my light blue pillow. A mother enters and sits at the head of my feet. There were blonde haired and blue eyed boys who took up the rest of the space in the SUV. All the boys were in soccer uniforms. One of the boys decides to lay right in front of me. I felt awkward, uncomfortable, and wanted him to move. I kept asking myself- “Where is your mother?†The young boy was literally lying on my body, like he was comfortable and was using my light blue pillow with me. I call to the woman at the end of my feet to remove him. She does, and I get up and move over to the left window where she was sitting. She says to me, “Thank you.†Sitting there I begin to get impatient, and I start to think Dan is waiting for me in front of my home. I also get worried because I discover I have no cash in my wallet. I then start to think of ways to get this guy money. One way was to take money out of my mother’s purse. Though I felt bad and started to think of other ways. The SUV travels right into a mall and crashes into a juice bar. Out my window I could see large sized raspberries and berries bigger then bowling balls in a wooden barrel. The driver stops, I leap out and run. I felt like I made a easy break. I didn’t have to pay him. The problem was, I was now stuck in the mall. I turned around and saw the driver for one last time- the man’s skin tanned.
I was lost, but then ran into my Grandmother- my Father’s Mother. She insisted she couldn’t help me but pointed me in one direction. All of a sudden my best friend Bryan comes across my eye. I ask him where he was off to. He told me he was off to go see a new “children†movie. I was in one location, in front of the theater. I then run into another person I knew, and it was my friend’s mother “Mrs. Vikaraâ€Â- a woman who was short and is Filipino. Mrs. Vikara was wearing a brown fur-coat. Trying to flaunt the fur-coat she rudely tells me to “go away!†screaming at me. I was confused; this was not the Mrs. Vikara I knew. I then turn around and see Mr. Vikara. He was very tall, fatter, and was wearing a brown leather jacket. He pushes me aside and tells me to leave. I push him back. Mrs. Vikara pulls out pepper spray and starts kicking me. I felt ganged up on. I push Mrs. Vikara down to the floor. People start to yell at me- “How could you push a old woman?†I reply- “I don’t care how old she is- she is attacking me.†I start to kick her in rage. Mr.
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