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I dreamed I was in a car going to a party. It was like a rave. i went inside this big building a celebrity walked in. He gave us big can of corn and mixed fruit. he then walked back in the room and gave us scantrons and report cards. The teacher was cheating on the students report cards. and we got mad. then i was walking through the building and i wanted to stay at the party but my mom wanted me to leave. so we walked back through the entrance but you had to jump roofs to get out and i was afraid but i did it anyways.

My dream begins with My dad, his wife and my two half sisters driving home from a family get together in the country. It was well after dark and the girls were fussy and over tired. We saw out the window a small but unfamilliar church as we drove down one of the historical roads with the overarching oak trees (you know , the kind of streets you aren’t allowed to build on or develop?) . From the car we could see the lights in the church were on and people were inhabiting it despite It being late. Dad call from the driver seat , “ hey, Maybe we should go pay them a visit” and I was like “no dad, It’s 11 o’clock at night. Plus, you cant just invite yourself into a church function that’s weird and impolite. “ You just don’t want to go say hi because you think christians are weird” I stopped arguing as we pulled into the empty parking lot ( where were the attendees parking?) . So walked into the church and said hello . The people there were all plump and friendly, and they greeted us as if they expected our company. There was a girl my age wearing a purple sweater that matched the brackets of her braces who wouldn’t stop asking me were I wanted to go to college. The mood changed from jolly to forboding as we decided to leave. The people we met in the church followed us to our car urging us to stay . As we drove home I saw the same church front appear in different places on the route home. Everything seemingly returned to the status quo as we ended our trip and got settled in at home. All the while I was obsessing about the bizarre church and the even stranger people within it . who were they ? Where were their cars? Why were they at church in the middle of the night, in the first place? The next day in chemistry I was telling a friend ( a kid in my chemistry class that I actually can’t stand) about the mysterious encounter and my plan to return the following night. he was like “ whoa , that’s spooky, Don’t go!” and I was like “ I’m definitely going” He said “well, in that case , I’m coming with you” So, we drove out to where the church was passing a few identical churches on the way. We went back to the original site of the church and entered. Its patrons hadn’t left . When we enter they all came at us trying to restrain us. Before they were upon us I tried to reopen the door and escape. I had locked automatically. Then just when the situation seemed most dire, my friend pulled out a pocket knife , and broke a window through which we escaped and sped away in my car. The Church building followed us , popping up sporadically on streets that had been empty before.

I was with friends and we were on this platform of sorts up very, very high with the ocean down below us, except it wasn't the ocean, more like a massive ocean-like pool. The platform we were on seemed to be some restaurant with other patrons sitting and chatting around. All of a sudden, my friends started egging each other to jump off the edge and into the water down below to get to something we wanted. Before I knew it, they had all jumped over and were paddling down in the water heading for this little platform that had appeared out of nowhere, and I only had one friend left with me. We were both terrified to jump over and I remember it was because we were extremely high up and the height was just intimidating, and we started freaking out like the girls we were, and two male patrons who were seated somewhere close behind us were laughing in amusement. Then she decided to go for it and tried to convince me to do it with her because we had to do it to get to something we wanted, but I was too chicken and backed out, determined to stay on the platform. She jumped over and soon it started raining heavily with dark clouds overhead and it got dark. I'd then take glances over the edge just to see my friends down below all gathered, but all I remember was the paralyzing fear of being up so high and not wanting to take the jump. I stayed on the platform and my friends all soon returned and came back up, all wondering why I didn't jump down with them. That's when the dream ended. I have never been afraid of heights, but now that I think about it, there's little chance that I would jump off a cliff of sorts from that extreme height and down into water.

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