Dreams part 5

So I decided to write about a dream i had awhile ago. Its gonna be a bit patchy but I remember most of it.

It starts at a party of sorts. I don’t remember what for. Its at a hotel. I feel like it was the ballroom that looked like the outside. (MAGIC) I talk to my older brother. He’s there. So are my parents. And a whole lot of others. I leave this room and go exploring. I go to another room and open the door to see a room that looked like our guest room. Now I think my house is amazing. Inside the room is a bunch of kids jumping on the beds. I try to tell them to stop but I can’t do anything. Two of them are my younger sister and brother. So I leave to go get my parents. They come and problem solved. Now I walk farther and find a check-in desk, like at a hotel. Now I’m just confused. He tells me I’m late and points me off in a direction. I go down the corridor till i find a door. I go inside to find a pool and a swimming competition, a swim meet. Great. Now at this moment I look down to find I’m in pajamas. An announcement comes on saying the swim meet will start in 5. I realize that apparently, I’m competing so I go to get ready. Or use the facilities. So I go to the bathroom and into a stall when I hear a crunching noise. (This is kinda creepy) I look down to see a dead cockroach hanging off my pajama bottoms which are too long big for me, length wise. So I leave the bathroom, utterly disgusted. I go back out to the pool area. A few more people have arrived, including Captain America. (He [marvel] and Batman [dc] are my top two favorite superheros, excluding Spiderman. He’s always awesome.) We are told to line up on the starting block. “3,2,1, SWIM!” I dive in only to be caught…..by the barbed wire which is in the pool. How did I not notice this. I try to escape but no prevail. No one seems to have noticed I’m drowning so I’m a dead meat suit. I try signalling for help but nothing. I start seeing spots and my vision goes hazy. Right before I black out, I see a shadow appear right over me. I wake up coughing  and sputtering water. I’m alive, hallelujah. Everythings a bit blurry. (I somehow magically was able to see without glasses. I’m being held by someone. (of course its Capt. Who else would it be?) I look up and recognize captain America (aka Steven Rogers). I cough a thanks to him. He smiles and says no problem. He then starts calling my name. “Kayla. Kayla. KAYLA WAKE UP!  YOU HAVE TO GO TO SCHOOL!” I awake to my mother waking me up from a brilliant dream.

Well until the next weird and vivid dream. (which, might just be an old one from awhile ago.)

-KC signing off xx