Dreaming in Digital

20230529 I was graduation a second time in high school with Cookie, Shortbread, and Wafer. I'd reenrolled back to school to gain knowledge for a new career path.

20211025 At elementary school, I sat across from the class' troublemaker. She wrote a test in my name, and revealed our secrets on the chalk board.  I went to a friend's house after school to play dolls.

20201012 

There was a war between two universities, and I was on the side of the University of Toronto. We were in high school classroom for sixty students (much like my science classroom back in the day). To win this war, we had to eliminate the opposing school with candy we threw at each other; I chose hard candy as ammo, as they were hard-hitting. If you were hit, you were out.

When this battle ended, a small group if us was left. We moved to a small library with a desk and sofas. On the wall was a large television screen with floorplans to the building we were in, and a copy of it lay on a desk. Our next mission was to solve a mystery and we'd find something. My remaining team mates were two Asians (one boy and girl), two others, and our leader, who was tall, blond and male. He told us to wait and left the room.

As we waited, I studied the floorplans. Something seemed wrong about our room. I soon realized the room we were in was the wrong room, and we had to escape from it before... Before something bad happened to us. Our room was a trap. The door handle was locked, so I balled my fist and punched the mirrored glass, decorating its panels, until it shattered.

We ran outside, towards a parking lot just as our leader was unlocking his getaway car. Under the star-studded sky, our leader turned around, a sly smile on his face. He had a backpack slung over his shoulder. Congratulating us, he revealed his plan, step-by-step. He told us that sometime earlier, we'd eaten a tracking chip. I don't remember how we were distracted enough that we let him get away. The Asian boy pulled a baking tray out of his backpack. He peeled back the foil wrapping to reveal tomatoes of different sizes he'd baked earlier. By handfuls, we shoved them into his mouth, encouraging us to eat them. Tomatoes blocked the tracking signal.

I don't remember how this dream starts. I was in a dim hallway, in a high school, and classes have ended with the hallways almost clear of students. On my cell phone, Pokemon GO was open in my right hand. I ran into RedPrince, who, in this dream, played the game. He was happy to see me, and I did not feel any of the fear or anger I have that I do in person at this point in time. We ran into a little group in the middle of the hall; I don't remember who the other two were, but Honeycrisp was the third person. I waved in passing, more focused on trying to advance the character on my screen.

I had borrowed a massive amount of books and media from the library at university for a class project. When class finished, I checked my belongings for two white clipboards that I brought, finding one mixed into someone's pile of stuff. I wanted it back, so I played dumb and asked around class. Not receiving the results i wanted, I just took my clipboard froom the pile, gathered my things and left the classroom. It was grey outside, like night would soon envelope the city. I tried to rush to the bus terminal, but the two bags in my hands and the backpack of books encumbered me. I desperately threw the two bags in my hand across the street and hurried across. A group of kids gathered the books and were about to leave but I caught them and told them they were mine from the library. They gladly handed them back and I left them in a hurry to the terminal building, claiming my bus was here. They followed me inside and I pretended I needed a locker but I didn't have a lock with me.

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 was with the people at church and I think my family stayed over with someone. I woke in the morning to find the house empty except Hummingbird, who was getting ready. I asked where everyone was and she told me, "what's wrong with you? They're at church. You don't have to go now that you're late." but I hurried to get ready and go with her.

I was in a class and the classroom was arranged like a high school's. I remember there was a handsome student in my class. I ran into the hallway and drank from a fountain. I realized I wore a white skirt and felt airy, but I also realized I didn't shave my legs. I hurried back to class embarrassed. I sat beside Gaufrette, and we had to choose a partner and do a project. Gaufrette asked me if I knew French and I told her Shortbread might because she took it in high school.

It was a new fall semester at university and I attended the first class to my ethics course. It was a massive class of about 300 students. I sat in the back with a window behind me, as the rest of the class was dark. We watched a movie and was released later. I had another class after this one, so I took an underground path. It looked a little dangerous, but after a while of walking without direction, I realized this path could take me to Waterloo (though I was already in Waterloo). I went back the way I came into the school's courtyard, which looked like my middle school's playground but with more overgrown brush. As I hurried late for my class, I wondered what other courses I had taken.

In the morning, I sat down and played a computer game with a few small toys I had laying by me. Soon it was time to go to work, so I got ready and brought them all with me in plastic ziplocks. I got to work and walked into AMC movie theatre to hide out before work. There, I did some more playing with the contents of my ziplock until I realized I needed something. I ran looking for it around te theatre which looked like a school. I gave up searching and saw I was lost in the crazy hallways. I tried searching for an exit outside, but nothing outside looked familiar. It was a school now and it was under a great amount of construction. I asked for directions and the one I was given led to an unfinished staircase- only the railing was there and it looped and bender like a rollercoaster. I held on to the railing and zoomed until the end and ran back into the gym. It was filled with people. I made my way to where I sat previously and my things were gone. Axel's sister and her friend were there and were looking for their things as well. They found it on a shelf at the front, so I searched too and found my ziplocks there. Someone tapped my shoulder and it was the cute customer who worked from AMC. His hair was curly and light, maybe blond with blue eyes. He asked me if the free popcorn ticket worked and how was it and I said it worked well and thanked him; i never used it. I gathered my things and looked at the time and realized I was late for work. I looked back to him and he was sitting behind a row of people on the floor as everyone else was. I ran straight to work and used the back door to avoid my employers before going straight to work. .

I attended a class for some kind of social learning. It was intergalactic and all ages. It was also like kindergarten. I was handed a note from one of my peers, and after reading it, I ran to my teacher to sort the problem. The teacher called Dexter, the one who wrote the note to chat with him outside the classroom and with me present. The letter he wrote me was saying I should return to the kitchen because that's where I belonged, and other old fashioned thinking. I was hurt and angry when I read it. In Dexter's defense, he said that's what it was like on Mars for women, but the teacher was telling him it was wrong.

I was with a traveling group of adventurers or superheroes. There were four of us: one man and two females and I. The man and one of the ladies were siblings. We travelled by horse everywhere we went. The man's name was Roy, and he was an archer like Arsenal in DC comics (Red Arrow in Young Justice; Speedy in Teen Titans), but he looked nothing like him and acted differently. This Roy wore a green hood and acted like the flirtatious Green Arrow. The four of us travelled through a partially modern city. The large buildings crowded the streets and it was hot and desert-like with yellow sand everywhere. I carried my two-foot tall stuffed pikachu with me everywhere I went, and as we passed an industrial site, a group of foreign men eyed me, especially the leader with his hair shaved close to his head. They wore unimpressed faces but the leader had a mischievous grin as he puffed his cigarette. I hugged my pikachu tighter as our horses trotted past, and past the elementary school beside it.

Suddenly I was in an inn room the four of us shared. Our leader, with her hair tying back her large curls, came into the room and told us we had to leave now. The second woman came in a bit frantic telling us she couldn't drag Roy out of the party. I got to my feet to retrieve the man. He was downstairs partying with the drunks at the bar and dancing with random waitresses. I tried to drag him out, but he acted like a child not wanting to leave and pushed me away. I forced a wet kiss on him, then took his hand and successfully lured the confused manchild out of the excitement. We saddled our horses and began to gallop away.

I don't remembr how this next part happened, but I lost my team and my horse, and I was alone with my pikachu. I found myself inside the industrial site and trying to sneak my way out of there without being seen by any of the men earlier. They knew I was there and they were looking for me. Finally reaching the end of the fencing, I climbed over it and climbed the school wall into one of the open windows. Luckily the class was empty. I took a child's chair, put my pikachu behind me (and something between us though I can't remember) and galloped off on it's metal legs. I seemed to be going faster than when I walked or ran, so I continued with it. I was also a child again, so that my pikachu was almost twice my size and I fit in this chair well. I galloped through the school and reached the front entrance where curious children watched me leave. They knew I wasn't a student, and they aided my efforts to escape, holding the door open for me. I reached the bottom of a pile of children trying to climb a fence. Abandoning my chair, I held on to my pikachu and struggled to climb over. As I reached the top, I heard a someone scream my name. Behind me, a girl's ankle was in the grasp of one of the men in the industrial plot. More were also approaching to get me. I freed the girl's foot and we ran into a nice lady's house, who led us upstairs to look for a hiding place. I reached a dead end in one of her rooms, so I ran back out to hid in a linen closet. I heard the men push the lady aside and search her house. One man opened the door and tried to grab my pikachu and I away, but we struggled to get out of his tight grip. He separated my pikachu from me, and I couldn't return to my adult form. It was the leader who found me.