Dreaming in Digital

Not sure where to start. I lived in the basement of my house and I was working on something at midnight. Shortbread was on my computer and she showed me a site to watch streaming movies. I had something to do in the kitchen, maybe make something, so I climbed the stairs to get there. The kitchen was different from my kitchen in real life. It was bigger, and the sink was built into the island counter. As I was washing dishes, my mom and dad came into the room. There were two knives I soaped up and I placed one on the counter, so I could rinse off the other. My dad stacked a plate on top of that knife so when I reached for it, I cut myself grabbing the blade bit, because I'd forgotten the blade part was facing me. My mom produced a tub of lychee and jackfruit in syrup from an overhead cupboard, and told me to submerge my cut in it so it'd heal faster. After bandaging it, I realized it was four in the morning, so I foolishly rushed to wash the rest of the dishes before heading downstairs to my room to get some sleep. I grabbed four rice cracker sticks (one of which I wanted to eat as a snack before bed) to pack in my purse for school, and headed down the stairs. Downstairs, Cookie's cousin, Apple, paced around on our laminate flooring, waiting for him. I offered him three cracker sticks, one for him and the other two for his siblings, but I realized I should give the fourth one too, and since I didn't open my snack yet, I gave it to him too. Cookie came and the two of them were off to go somewhere. When I finally entered my room, this is where the first dream cuts.

The second dream was in an animated world. I entered high school and saw a bunch of girls gathered in the corner of some display cases. There were several on the wall, some were in floor cases parallel to them. I ignored the girls and noticed a pretty boy who I knew. It was Wally West from Young Justice. I knew he was pretty, but I didn't realize he was that pretty. He seemed down, so I jumped on him, wrapping my legs around his stomach while his hands caught my butt so I wouldn't fall. I cupped his face with my hands, squishing his cheeks. I noticed he had red stubble all over his jaw and chin. "You grew facial hair," I said. "Suits you. Looks cute." He happily replied, "You think so?" In my head, although, for a long time, I thought his best friend, Dick Grayson, was cute, I thought I might just like Wally more. This dream ended when we kissed and my hand knocked over a stack of violet cards on top of one of the floor cases, advertising something, most likely an event.

The third dream had Cookie's university female friends participating in some kind of beauty pageant. Even though I traveled with them, I barely spoke with any of them; I was being ignored and not purposely. I followed them upstairs to the first room for a physical examination test, and once everyone was gone, I climbed down and forlornly waited on a table set by a potted tree. The place looked similar to the Living Arts Centre. A friend of ours approached me, and she wasn't participating in the events. She was a wise friend, and I think she was Bunny, my friend from university. Together, we went upstairs to check if the girls finished, but they were already gone. We climbed higher and found they've entered the next room, so we went back to the middle floor and sat inside a children's play house, one built for a sandbox. We talked about the girls,  and how I was feeling left out. Bunny asked if I wanted to see how they were doing in the competition, and when I agreed, we called a number on our cell phones and dialed someone's contestant number when prompted. I ended up with info for someone named Brianna when I was searching for Peach. Bunny dialed someone's number correctly, and I cant remember if they were doing well. This is where the third dream ends.

In the last dream, I was at work with the grandparents of the owner of the restaurant. Suddenly, a crowd appeared and it was Peach and the other contestants from the beauty pageant. Grams told me to go to the back and get something from Gramps, so I rushed into the back kitchen and Gramps made me wait for it... whatever it was. With urgency, I looked behind and at the crowd. Our goal is to serve everyone, and not lose any customers that walk out who were waiting. I learned Peach and the others learned I was worked here so they visited me.

I had a few dreams but I don't remember much of them.

I was with my old high school friends, but I don't remember much of what happened.

I was with my family to watch this play in a velvety, highly raised stage. It was dark and everything but the stage was maroon. The preformers were like acrobats. The people in the row in front of us were preformers and I didn't notice until the actors on stage came close to us. They helped them keep their balance.

I was with an older man, travelling and escaping from people who wanted to kill us. There were two younger girls with me, both in historical clothes like I was. When we had to escape, we went into a helicopter that was smooth and looked like a car from inside. I remember most that we stopped at a gas station and the man (who was a mix of John Winchester from Supernatural and Leroy Jethro Gibbs from
NCIS) left the vehicle to sit far from the vehicle and think. The built-in phone in the car rang and I answered it. They were looking for the man with us. It was the Avatar (from the Last Airbender, but he wasn't Aang) who was our friend at one point. I tried speaking some sense into him to let us go, but he refused. John saw that I was on the phone and he came and held his hand out for me to give it to him, so I did. The conversation didn't go well for him either. We flew out of the country and somewhere in Asia. He said we'd all have to pose father and daughters as a cover if anyone asked. I hugged the younger girl through the trips. After a while, the girls and I craved some things. The youngest craved toys, the middle craved sweet foods, and I craved someone to love. "Papa" was not pleased with us. He was telling us we were going to lay low in Malaysia for a little bit, but before we left the small town in North America where we went hiking in the forest it had, he got the two other girls what they wanted. It was kind of difficult for me to tell him what I wanted. We kept flying back and forth all over the world to keep from being tracked.

I don't remember a lot about my dreams (there may have been more than two), but there were people I knew. I don't know if they were happy. In the one that I remember, I was with Hent and our group for my ARTS 303 class (Learning Activities Multimedia; we make educational games). We sat on a table, but soon had to do something with partners. I felt lonely, so I went to the baby of someone who knew me. The baby liked me from previous meetings, so the mother let me take him. He was heavy and like a doll. I shook him when I picked him up and settled him on my lap while I loaded an application on my iPod touch for the baby to use. The baby was sleepy, so I laid him on my lap and rocked him. When our group members had to regroup, I took the baby with me back to our table.