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Sunday night I had a dream about meeting One Direction at one of their concerts. My friends and I won tickets to a sold out concert in San Francisco and we also got backstage passes to meet the band. Instead of driving ourselves to the city, we got picked up in a helicopter and got dropped off on the roof of the concert hall. With front row seats, we got to touch their hands and feel the heat from the stage lights. They performed their entire album and we sang along to each and every song. During their performance of “One Thing,” I got invited to go onto stage so they could sing to me in front of the entire crowd of over 2,000 people. After the three hours concert ended, my friends and I went backstage to wait to meet everyone from One Direction. When they came out we all screamed with excitement and ran up to all of them. We took at least 30 pictures with them and I got to have some nice conversations with Harry Styles and Zayne Malik.

My second dream also occurred on Wednesday, October 10. In this dream my friend and I went to a concert. While we were at the concert, we got separated. I tried looking for him, but I eventually just started talking to random strangers. During one of my conversations, somebody in the crowd jumped out and started shooting at a group of teenagers. There was panic and everybody ran. I was surprisingly calm during the whole event, even though I was running. I started to look for my friend, but he came up behind and found me first. I wanted to go after the shooter, but he said his mom was already here. I then got in the car and woke up.

I am sitting in my second period classroom in a different seat than I usually do. A different teacher is also talking to the class, sitting on a familiar wooden stool. She isn’t teaching, she is just making conversation. Everyone is packed up and I get the sense that we are waiting for a call to let us go. I check the clock and it is about eleven am. The class keeps talking and I become impatient. When my teacher finally dismisses us, I turn around and notice it is 3:00 pm! I’m confused on why we have stayed in one class for four hours. The dream suddenly changes to a warm, candlelit dining room. The walls are light colored and the chairs dark wood. There’s even a tablecloth with set crystal glasses. I’m sitting next to my brother and sister, who for some reason are now Caucasian. My father is Dennis Quaid and he is warning us to be nice. Somehow I already know that the mother in my dream has died months ago and my father is just now finding a new woman, and she is coming over for dinner. My white brother and sister are sullen, but I am welcoming. She rings the doorbell and my father dashes up to open the door. My father’s prospective girlfriend , tall and blond, walks in and is seated my father. My brother and sister say hello reproachfully and I smile warmly and introduce myself. We are making awkward conversation when a letter is delivered for my father. He opens it and it is written by someone who has his exact same handwriting. It’s signed in by his name, with blood dried onto the signature. My father says that it threatens us to leave the house and nothing bad will happen. It’s strange because the letter is written to my father, from my father, and dated in the future. I wake up.

Tuesday night I had a dream that I was chosen from District 7 to fight in the Hunger Games. I was sent away from home to a training camp that was all the way in London. My best friend, who was also from District 7, was also chosen to fight in the Hunger Games. During one of our training days in camp, my friend found a dead mouse on the ground and decided to throw it at my face. Disgusted, I picked it back up and shoved it down his shirt. Then the mouse came back to life and bit him in the stomach. During the next training day, we were swimming in the lake to complete an obstacle course. The first three to complete the course would be given free time to relax and watch the members from the other Districts complete the hardest training task at the camp.

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