my dream

Ok this is a dream I had two years ago... it’s weird and you’ll probably think I'm insane.... ah well!

Ok my house was half house, half boat and it was on an unusual street. There were chairs all around the edge and people I knew from school were sitting there talking amongst themselves and near the end was Diego (my crush but not until later after this dream). My old music teacher who had died walked on deck with John Travolta from when he was in grease (I haven’t seen grease) singing ‘grease lightning’

I yelled at the teacher for leaving (he was my fav) and he told me to sit with Diego. I walked over grumbling and I sat down on his lap, we watched something drift through the water. As we did we kissed. I felt then in my gut (and so did he) that he was my soulmate. He held me around my waist and I heard a noise behind me and I looked around to see the teacher and an evil pumpkin staring at me and Diego.

The pumpkin was laughing evilly and I turned around and saw Diego dead. I cried and screamed at the teacher and the pumpkin but the teacher just smiled and said: “He shouldn’t have done that” I cried and turned back to hold Diego but he was gone! I ran up to the pumpkin and shoved it into a brown paper bag and ran down the street (which was conveniently named “Diego St”) I saw a truck coming so I grabbed half of the plant and threw it under the truck’s wheels.

I kept on running until I didn’t know where I was, I threw the paper bag and turned to leave when a couple of little kids tried to look inside the bag. Ran up to them, trying to warn them about what was in the bag but they ran off and a heavily pregnant woman walked past and I tried to tell her. I was desperate to tell someone and to find someone who believed me. She ran into some random woman’s house saying that I was a crazy person.

I said “I'm not crazy!” they tried to shut the door on me but I stopped it. “Diego! Diego (last name)! He was the love of my life and that evil pumpkin killed him!” the non-pregnant woman turned around and said “Diego died a week ago, his death was tragic. He was such a sweet boy and he will be missed” and with that she closed the door and I fell down to my knees and grabbed my hair and closed my eyes and screamed on the top of my lungs.

I then woke up and I heard the evil pumpkin laughing....