A Dream

Author: Meow

Unfortunately dreamt about one of my old teachers and shitty classmates, now FYI I did become homeschooled at a certain age (not specifying what age), most of my school days were weird, just to my fucking luck most of my friends happened to move away. I used to pick worms with one of them, lol.. One of them, let’s call her E, randomly moved away one day without even telling me, we were kinda annoying cause we’d laugh 24/7. Everyone else was a boring shit in most of my classes. There was a few troublemaker but I didn’t like them. Anyways about the dream. I’m back yearsssss back, with one teacher that hated me for no reason, which was just weird cause I well behaved. I think maybe she was insecure cause she was obese and she’d talk to the popular kids like they were her besties- so I feel like this dream was a part 2 I have some memories of a few parts of it. My mum insists on writing something in my schoolwork that the teacher doesn’t like and then sends me to this placed called ITSEP. There’s multiple IRL places called ITSEP which is kinda odd. So the people I meet are odd… first they appear as a long haired male stoner then when he looks in the mirror he suddenly turns into a kawaii girl and says “I’m trans btw” the way people on Twitter do when they’re in an argument… that was weird as hell but they then turned back into a male stoner. The place looked run down. We go all the to way to the top and they have a bunch of food like fish and eggs. They start talking to the other stoner. Then after I eat the food I Immediately need to vomit and go to the thingy where you view the outside and I vomit and someone holds me from behind and all of a sudden I’m wearing a gas mask (probably cause I was watching a bunch of gas mask fetish pork videos last night) and someone across the building on a duplicate building says “Always need someone to hold the vomiters.” And then the dream ends. I’ve also had some dreams about past colleagues but they aren’t as bad. Most of my colleagues have been boring AF apart from the time I volunteered to work at a butchers, I always had a thing for butchers, you just know they have a dark secret. The one I was working with was pretty cool, we actually got kinda close now that I think about it. The only colleague I’ve truly hated was one that kept staring at me even when others were nearby and when we had to talk to eachother they’d act so odd. I was actually bullied at 5-6 by two girls (one of them was E) and I willingly became friends with both of them anyways (my mum loves reminding me of this). I broke a few furniture with the other…