Fire/Chocolate
This dream seemed to happen over 2 days.
Day 1:
My mom had hired some woman to take professional pictures of her and me. The woman comes inside after taking pictures of the weird neighbor, and tries to give my mom her pics. When my mom tells her she is supposed to photograph me, the woman tells her I am not model material (bitch). I inform the woman that it was ok, because people only become models when they cant get any other job. The woman left angrily.
Then the house started to burn down. I started racing up the street, trying to get away, but at the same time there was a man. He was pulling people off the street into the fire and letting them burn. I finally get to the end of my road and jump over a wall of flame. Outside, I try to call 911, but since my cell is in a different area code, I get the police for my home town. They dont understand where I am and I hang up.
Day 2:
The next day, I am in a chocolate shop. On the walls are all sorts of free samples. Each room has a different type of chocolate. I mostly stay in the chocolate cream room. I eat so much chocolate that I have to sit down and talk to my family. I keep trying to bring up the fire with them, but they ignore me and talk about meaningless things.
Day 1:
My mom had hired some woman to take professional pictures of her and me. The woman comes inside after taking pictures of the weird neighbor, and tries to give my mom her pics. When my mom tells her she is supposed to photograph me, the woman tells her I am not model material (bitch). I inform the woman that it was ok, because people only become models when they cant get any other job. The woman left angrily.
Then the house started to burn down. I started racing up the street, trying to get away, but at the same time there was a man. He was pulling people off the street into the fire and letting them burn. I finally get to the end of my road and jump over a wall of flame. Outside, I try to call 911, but since my cell is in a different area code, I get the police for my home town. They dont understand where I am and I hang up.
Day 2:
The next day, I am in a chocolate shop. On the walls are all sorts of free samples. Each room has a different type of chocolate. I mostly stay in the chocolate cream room. I eat so much chocolate that I have to sit down and talk to my family. I keep trying to bring up the fire with them, but they ignore me and talk about meaningless things.