I had what would have been a good sweet dream last night. For some reason it all ended on a disturbing, horrific note… It was so chilling that i know it will live on with me because never in my 13 year old life have i ever encountered such a wonderful dream with an unexpected, dark, twisted ending until now. What was even worst was I thought it was all real, I mixed up reality with a dream. It all started out at my school, we were having a field trip to some beach, except we weren’t at the beach area, we were in this huge pavilion, and when i say huge, i actually mean it, there were over 300 kids fitted in there and there was still endless amounts of space there. For the most part of my dream it all just took place in that pavilion, we played games, threw paint balls at each other and pretty much every other fun activity you could imagine a school letting students do for a field trip. When it was finally time to go, it was already dark which i didn’t really notice because as i said, i mixed this dream up with reality and so i thought it was normal for some reason (that’s just what happens to my thinking when i mistake a dream for reality, judge me for it, idc) and the bus ride was really long except we weren’t riding a bus?? we were all in chairs with wheels on them and every chair was tied together and being pulled by the “bus driver” who was sitting on a bigger chair with wheels but he was using an xbox controller or whatever to control, steer etc. we all thought it was pretty sick, and ironically i fell asleep (falling asleep in a dream, that sure is something) when i woke up it was down to only me and my one best friend on the “bus” and two other kids, it was late, like really late probably 11:00 or 12:00-ish and we were at my best friend’s house so she got off and i was left with the other two kids, i was getting dropped off next, but when we arrived at my house, it wasn’t even my house… it was this door. For some reason the driver gave me an icecream?!?!? i thought it was odd but i liked it because i love icecream. i asked him why he dropped me off at a random door, and he told me to just go through it? so i did. when i did go through it, i found out it was some sort of magical door *cringe* and i just magically appeared in my house, when i turned back around to say thanks for the icecream the door was gone. Very cliche. anyways, i was all happy and told my parents everything, but i knew something was up. my dad was extremely pissed and irritable which wasn’t like him, he went outside. I asked my mom what happened and what was wrong, but it was like she couldn’t talk right or think right… she seemed normal ish though but still different, i don’t know how to explain it. She wasn’t making any direct eye contact with me while she was trying to explain what happened through an ocean of mumbling, i could barely understand her. Her sentences started becoming clearer and clearer. “The dead girl” my mother said. I was shaken and confused, heart beating fast. “What dead girl??!” i replied, “The one with the baby” she said back, when she said that, it triggered a memory that i don’t remember having which happened back during the ride home on the “bus”, it was about the bus driver stopping to see a couple’s baby who was still in the womb, everyone got to see it. Back to with me and my mom, i then replied “I don’t understand??”– before i go any further i would just like to say if you can’t handle reading or hearing about murders in detail then please do not continue reading– my mom goes on saying “someone shoved a toe with a long infected toenail deep into her and it cut the baby, the baby then died in the womb of the infection. then the person repeatedly slammed her head against the concrete and then spat on her”. I woke up after she said that. I don’t understand how or why this ended so dark, i don’t understand entirely what my mom mean’t in the dream or who the “dead girl” was for sure and why my parents were acting so weird about it. It left me so disturbed and unsettled. Probably no one will understand how terrifying of a experience this was unless you were the one having this dream. I was just left laying in bed that morning i woke up thankful that i awoke when i did unknowing of what was left to happen in that disturbing situation if i hadn’t left dreamland, also questioning if it could possibly be related to an event that is yet to happen in real life.