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The dream started off that I was at a camp of some sort at a school and that I was lesbian and dating a girl named Bri (that is in chamber choir with me in real life) and we were all hanging out in a group doing some sort of diversity day/bonding activity and in the group of kids were familiar faces from school and some of my friends. They rest of the group was moving into another room and me and Bri stayed behind taking our time to join, and I could hear and feel everyone talking and looking at us, about how they know we are together and how weird. When we joined the group in the other room they all acted weird to us as me and Bri were comfortably showing affection. Then we were at some house party that I have driven there with my friend Thomas. But instead of me being with Bri I was with my friend Nour who was more than a friend in my dream. There was a different group of people at the party but mostly familiar faces. I was walking through the rooms of the house with my arm around Nour and I saw a group of familiar parents and school staff, specifically Mrs. Franco and Mrs. Deleo. Then everyone was making way for Mrs. Franco who walking up to Annie Deleo with a pregnancy test and we were all waiting for her to take it. Her mom, Mrs. Deleo told everyone at the party to pray for Annie. Then Thomas and I were driving recklessly and we went to a familiar bakery/candy shop where we were meeting my mom, my grandparents and they had a new born baby that was supposedly my cousin’s. The shop was closing and going out of business and I remember feeling sad about it, like it had some memories or some sentimental value to me. Then we were leaving and I was driving my grandpa’s Lexus and I hit my mom’s car a little when leaving the paring lot and but no one noticed. It was night time and I was lost driving home and there was the new born baby strapped in the back with only a regular seatbelt.

I found myself at a high-school reunion many years in the future. The reunion was held in a large meeting hall or old house turned public gathering space. We were all outside on the porch; it was evening, and the sky was dark blue with yellow on the horizon. The house was white, made of bricks, and it looked like an old English manor with climbing roses and neatly-trimmed hedges. Most of the people there were my friends from grade 8 (I had this dream in grade 9), and though I don’t remember the topic of discussion, we all seemed fairly friendly. I then decided to go off by myself- there was a low, stone wall and a grove of trees separating the yard of the house from a beach, and as everything was well-lit by lanterns, I decided to walk along the beach and then swim in the ocean. The ocean was very calm, there was little wind and the waves were very subtle and slow, though I couldn’t see into the water because of the lighting. I was only in the ocean a few moments, and I was still in a shallow region where I could stand on the bottom and have my head above the surface, when I saw shark fins. I wasn’t afraid of them. The sharks then started moving in a very unusual way- their heads coming above the water so they were perpendicular to the surface and then going back down again, rapidly thrashing and squirming about. I got out of the water to see better what was going on, and I then saw the sharks walk out of the water; they had the heads and torsos of sharks and human legs. I then realized that they were part of a band which had become quite popular for some reason, called Onkle Donkle. I somehow became completely dry, despite having worn all my clothes into the water. The shark-people were wearing inner tubes (each differently coloured) and carrying their instruments (how, with no arms, I have no idea). Others had gathered around and saw the shark-people-band, but no-one seemed to care. I then went back to the reunion, where I went inside the house to see that my old friends were gone, and my colleagues from my job were there (I think I had joined the FBI). We then played an odd game with silver marbles and funny-looking cards.

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