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The Comforting Ornament

I’m at a mansion where my brother, his wife, and their kids live. We’re having a fourth of July type celebration, which I’m supposed to light the fireworks. It’s not easy to find a place they either won’t hit the roof or the trees, and yet still be able to stick in the ground. I’m fiddling with a firework that has multiple wicks around the outside, when someone offers me help. He’s even more of a hindrance than me doing it alone. He ties the firework to the side of the garage, and they start shooting at everyone. I duck inside, not wanting to deal with any of this anymore.
Then I’m walking through a forest, taking the obnoxiously long way to school. I’m around ten, twelve maybe. It’s a bit cold like early spring, snow’s melting off making the underbrush soggy, but I love it. The trees let out to a dirt road behind some old abandoned industrial buildings. Right as I step out onto the road, I see something at my feet. It looks like glass. I pick the palm-sized object up and brush the dirt off of it. It’s an unbroken Christmas ornament. It’s flat, and made of thick glass that has an engraving of a deer on the back. Next to the beautiful stag, there’s a quote. As I walk I read every line of the twelve line poem about strength and not giving up. I take it to heart, every word, and it makes me feel better.
But then I realize that I’m going to be late. I take a short cut across a shaded park which lets out right behind the middle school. I go around the building, and cut across the school’s blacktop. I look up at the school as I run diagonally across, and get hit with a sudden rush of memories. I go to a school across the street, of coarse I walk into the room late. I set my things down at my little desk, and my teacher calls me over. She gives me a stern lecture about being late. She ends the whole thing with me being unmotivated, uninterested, not working hard enough, and that I should just drop out if I don’t take school seriously.
I feel beaten down, but I do combat. I inform her that I know perfectly well that I can drop out if I desire too. But there is a reason I am here. I go and sit at my desk again. I refuse to give up. [End]

Relative to Real Life~
Night of January 3rd, 2013
Real-life characters: Brother, his wife, their kids.
Dream-created characters: Guy that helped with fireworks, other people at the party, other filler students, teacher.
Real-life places: Behind the middle school, the school yard at the middle school I ran across, classroom looks like the local daycare on the inside.
Dream-created places: Brother’s mansion, forest, dirt road and buildings along it.
Different than real life: My brother does not own a huge house let alone a mansion, I haven’t seen nor talked to him nor his family for at least year, I haven’t walked through a forest or a thicket of trees in many many years, I’m at the tail end of being twenty- not twelve, I haven’t been I in a school setting in three years.
Reasons:
Encouraging Christmas ornament = Just before I went to bed something I worked very hard on broke to pieces. It was very discouraging, so I guess my dream was trying to tell me to keep going despite this. This also sort of translates with the teacher as well, and my refusal to give in. I won’t give up on what broke, even now when I have to redo it.
Precognitive: No experiences.
Reoccurring: No.

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