Easy Baking

This one it quite simple and quick. There were a lot of people in what appeared to be a big warehouse. There were a few tables and some bigger furniture, I guess, that some people were sitting atop of. To get to the point, we were basically having an easy bake oven-off. We all had our easy bake oven recipe, I’m pretty sure we were all using the same recipe. Everyone had the necessary materials and somehow someone signaled for us to begin. Everyone seemed to be going fast, at which point I got nervous and started freaking out like the kids on those cooking shows when they only have 30 seconds left. I was taking my little measuring spoon half ahhhh-screaming and half telling myself instructions. I remember telling myself “aaaaahhh pour in the water, get the water, there we go. ahhhh hurry up.” I felt that everyone was going really fast and it made me nervous and very stressed. I realized that I felt as though it was a competition because I kept thinking that mine had to be the best and my desert was going to be so much better than the other people at my table. A dilemma that I noticed after slowing down and continuing to work on my recipe at a more calm pace was that there appeared to be only one easy bake oven and I thought to myself “How they heck are we all supposed to bake our treats with only one oven.” After that there was like a hole in my dream because the next thing I remember is all of us sitting on top of the tables (and there were like a few cabinets) and we were listening to music. I don’t know if there was a dance battle of something but I remember one kid having to come up and dance.

That was basically it. We had a easy bake off and then a dance battle; just your normal average dreams, right?!

 

 

Squirrel?

 

One of my friends would listen to me ramble about a show and even though she didn’t watch she continued to pay attention so I said I would start watching the show she had been talking about. The Vampire Diaries. I state this first because it might help understand certain aspects of my dreams.

We were in the middle of a neighborhood road that was almost like a hill. It started off with me feeling as though I was anĀ observing but for other parts I would actually be experiencing what was going on. Stefan and Caroline(The Vampire Diaries) appeared to be talking about something serious and possibly important. There was someone there that was obviously not approving of vampires. They took something from behind their pitch black cloak and appeared to do something to it transforming it to something new. Stefan and Caroline vamp speeded about 100 feet away, the thing, which appeared to be some kind of like new mutated squirrel was chasing them now. Although it was not as fast as them it was faster than a regular squirrel. This was where it changed, Stefan and Caroline were gone and it appeared that I was now experiencing the whole situation and I was being chased by a vamp eating/killing squirrel. I am not sure if it ate vampires but it was certainly trying to attack me. So obviously there was the quick realization that I was in fact a vampire. I climbed onto a tree, which was really like a tree trunk but it still had a few thick branches. Although I was a vampire, I was pretty much terrified of this squirrel and I was trying to stay away from it. My friend thought it was hilarious and proceeded to cut the remaining branches of that tree. I have no idea where she got this or when but she was using a chainsaw. I kept yelling at her to stop and telling her that it was not funny but she continued. At this moment I realized a few things about this mutant vamp eating/killing/attacking squirrel; It apparently couldn’t jump or climb, but maaan could it dig. It went from underground and started like clawing through the middle of the truck of the tree to get all the way up to where I was–right about now you may be imagining something very big and dramatic, let me tell you, it wasn’t. The tree truck was probably at most 2 feet tall, yet, I still thought I was safe on it–so I pretty much screamed like my brother when he used to be afraid of flies and I ran away.

That is all I can remember about that part of the dream. I kept waking up that night at different times so I actually had like 4 different dreams but I can only really remember two. Even this one was kind of foggy so I’m not really sure what happened after I ran or if there was anything after that. I might have just woken up after that.