~This dream seems to be a horrible reflection of the future but I surely hope it is not. I copied it from where I was explaining it to someone, so any "you"'s have been changed to my friend's name or "him"/"his". ~

I just woke up sweating. It's not too much sweat but I was running a lot in my dream. I was with a group of kids and ..Oh... I died in a dream..My brother died with me. I was so angry..My uncle... It was my grandpas truck with his camper attached but I think it was my uncle driving it. So there was this cord attached to the truck and the truck was under this wooden pavilion type thing. The cord had gotten wrapped around a leg of the pavilion.. When he went to pull out from under it, the cord got taut and then started cutting through the wooden support. The whole thing was made of wood and large, so it was heavy.. Ah, I yelled for him to stop and he did. I started walking over to the truck to tell him what was happening and he started going forward again. The support broke and the structure started falling.. It was large and falling fast, so I couldn't get out of the way. It landed on me. And apparently my brother died trying to save me from it. I saw our pictures in our obituaries when we were ghosts... it said we had both died from an accident with the pavilion and I got angry at my uncle. I think my brother was reading about it and told me that everyone is saying that it's not my uncle's fault... that the support was weakened by holes from being shot with a gun. In our pictures, we had blood running down our faces from our noses. Justin didn't have his phone on him when he died... I did. And apparently I found my bag and could use that to steal some food. My brother told me that we don't need to eat or drink...But we could? I ah...I didn't know I was dead at first. When it happened, I looked around and thought I had survived. "I'm so fucking lucky" I thought. Then the Dream skipped to me reading my obituary. I was so upset... I started trying to use my phone to message <Liam>... I needed to tell <Liam> that I love <him> one last time.  ;~;  And let <him> know... that I needed <him> to move on... No one would have known to tell <him> what happened.. I was so upset.

So I think that semi led into another dream.. My brother and I had gone looking for supplies to leave whatever building we ended up in. That when I found my bag and we put some food and supplies in it. I remember being in a bus. This was right before I woke up. There was a guy and girl sitting behind me. The girl started flirting with the guy and I thought the guy was <Liam>, so I got jealous and angry. The guy had been flirting back too... I gave him this really sad look and he was confused. He ended up wrapping his arm around my headrest, since I was slightly turned around in my seat.. and I just leaned my head against his arm and started like tracing my finger along it. The girl was like "you guys should just date already!" And I looked behind me, to the seat next to his... I saw <Liam>... I was so confused and felt so bad. <Liam> kept glancing at me, then going back to talking with <his> seat buddy... As if it didn't bother <him>. That's when we arrived at this place.. it was weird and rundown. Uh so I guess that was where we were gonna pee. Everyone walked to the backyard and started finding places to pee. There was a man there who wouldn't let us use his bathroom but it probably didn't work tbh. It seemed to be post apocalyptic, like I mentioned before. So someone found a funnel and tube and used that lol.. I couldn't find a secluded place to pee so I didn't go. As I was searching, I heard something... then saw the floor of the forest outside the fence moving. It was a mass of beetles making its way into the yard, toward my classmates (busmates I guess).

I booked it out of there. I ran straight into the weird garage thing, which the bus was parked outside of, and climbed up the far wall that was very tall and had shelves with boxes piled on them as I went up. The old man was in there and I asked him why he wouldn't let us use his bathroom.. He wouldn't answer. Then I asked why he wouldn't let us have some water or something. Idk what made me look, maybe he told me to idk. But I looked outside and saw my classmates running toward the woods and hiding behind trees. A second later, the swarm of beetles came, running on the ground after them. I looked back at the old man and one garage door was open and there was a small pile of fruits on the floor. The beetles made a beeline for the food, leaving my busmates alone. Once everyone got back to the garage or bus, I looked around the woods. Something tried to spit at me but it was a lot of spit and actually looked like vomit. So I found the thing and it looked like a large goat, about as big as a llama... but it had the beard and the goat appearance. It tried to spit at me again and I think it talked? But I ran toward the garage door and got some on me since I couldn't close the door exactly fast enough. He spit one last time and it was like dead on, hitting the door right where it would have hit my face, had I been outside the door. I guess he (the goat?) had said something about being rusty? My grandma was there too... She was trying to hug me and tell me goodbye but she ushered me around to the front of the house first, where the bus was. So the goat thing couldn't hit me... She said goodbye and she loves me and I woke up and said "I love you too" out loud.

8-13-17