August 16, 2011 Dream

This one was rather long... There were several parts as well.

In the first part (or the first part I can remember), my mom, my sister, my younger brother, and I were in a field at night. We had to get to our destination- somewhere across the LARGE field. In the field, scattered around, were watchdogs. They were all attached to a chain that was attached to the pole. But we knew if we got in their range, we would be attacked and injured badly. So, we had to go through the field in a systematic way. I think we all were getting tired midway, so I think we took a quick nap. Oh, it was kinda dark outside. It wasn't fully pitch dark, but it was dark gray. I could see the fields-they were dark green, but the grass was probably light green in the daylight. As we were getting our catnap, we could hear the snarls of the watchdogs (I believe they were either bull dogs or German Shepherds- tall dogs that are black and brown, right?-or a breed of both of them in someway.) I have the feeling that I forgot part of the dream, and that we were traveling to the field in it or something, which was one of the causes for our fatigue. Anyway, so we were still traveling through the field when this section of the dream ended.

I forgot a part between last section and the upcoming section.

In the next section, my older brother, my sister, me, and maybe some others of my family, were in this train-like contraption. It was like one of those mining things, where it is like a brown box on wheels on tracks to get form place to place? Well, it was sort of like that, except it had two connected to each other. Anyway, so with us was another boy I don't know. He had medium-length brown hair and brown eyes. So, we were traveling to some place, and the only way to get there, we had to go on the mining little thing. Can I call it... let's see... can I just call it the train, and you would know what I mean? Thanks, that makes it easier...
Anyway, so we knew we had to stay ON the train, as in, not fall or jump or. However, to make things difficult, the train was moving at a fast pace that the force of the wind was pushing us backwards as we traveled forward. The boy was slipping off of it. I turned- he was right behind me. I reached out to aid him, but I could see that he was going to fall off no matter what I did. I believe he knew that as well, so, after a brief glance at me, he just let go of the back of the train. I gaped.

The next thing I knew, I was the one falling off. No one seemed to notice. But when I finally fell off, it didn't hurt or anything. I stood up-I was on the tracks. I looked around and saw the boy watching me, as if unsure what to do. I said something like, "Come on! We can still go! Follow me!" Then I started running after the train. I knew I HAD to get to the destination, no matter what, even if the boy wasn't following me. Actually, I was running as fast as the train was going, even though the train was going fairly fast. The next thing I know, I jumped onto the back of the train, and got back in it. My older brother seemed to have noticed my absence, so he welcomed me back and told me to be careful. He put me in front of him so I wouldn't fall again.

Anyway, so we continued on our journey. Remember I said earlier that there were two contraptions to the train? Well, we were all in the back contraption. In the front, there was this blue seat. It looked on one you would sit on when you get your hair cut at a hair stylist place. So, around the edges of the front contraption was a glass wall that went up to about the height of my waist, maybe even lower than that. A mad scientist was with us, apparently. He wanted one of us to sit on the chair.

I forgot what happened next. Somehow, we found out what the chair did. Good or bad, I can't remember.

In the next part, we are continuing on our travel in the train. Before, we were in tunnels the whole time. Now, we could see the outside world off to the distance (a light at the end of the tunnel!) Another train passed us. I saw it as it was pulling up next to us. Then I saw that the boy was on the other train contraption. I called to him, "Come over here!" I said something about being near to our destination. He hesitated, but he finally jumped aboard, just as the other train pulled away, going the opposite direction.

The boy had jumped onto the front part of out train. He looked at the blue chair and asked, "What's that?"I think we told him not to sit on it. The mad scientist wasn't with us anymore.

I can't remember the next part, but we must have reached or destination, for we were there in the next part.

The next part is kinda complicated (well, only some parts of it...) In the beginning, we were in a children's playground with swings, monkey bars, slides, etc. There were two of my middle school teachers there- my science teacher and my Spanish teacher. We were talking as my science teacher, Mr. N, was pushing his son, who was swinging. I can't remember what we talked about, but I think we talked about the journey there in one part.
Then, we went over to a different part of the playground. This is the part that might be difficult to explain. So, there are these things people can ride on. It's like... let's see... when you go to exercise rooms in hotels, there are those big balls that are slightly squishy and usually blue or red? People use it to stretch or something? Well, it's like that, except a lot smaller. It's like the size of a basketball, except a few more inches in diameter. So, kids can sit on it.

Anyway, it's attached to a long string, which is attached to some really tall pole. The kid on the ball (they have to sit on it), has to be pushed to be able to swing, much like a swing. However, we decided to kick it instead since more power usually comes form the legs. Well, there were two of those balls there, maybe twenty feet from one another. They swing in parallel so the kids wouldn't collide into each other. So, I was behind these poles... they were dark green, I believe. I was sitting down. When the kid on the ball came in my path, I would kick the ball through the bars (I was behind them, doing something. Perhaps for protection so that if the ball came and I missed my kick, it wouldn't hit me but the poles). The kid on it was my younger brother, I believe, except he was a lot younger than he is right now whereas I was the same age. It was fun. There was a little sitting on the other ball. I don't know who was kicking the ball under her for her. I think it was my sister. I'm not sure. Anyway, I could clearly hear the squeals of delight from the two children. The place where the swinging balls were was sandy. The sandy section covered the whole playground. It was a circle, I think. Everywhere else had fresh, green grass, with some trees here and there. Then the dream ended.