Now, for the real dream. Just letting you know, it's kinda long, so if you aren't really that interested you don't have to read it.
I dreamed that I had two boys, Oscar, 1, and Luke, newborn. I have no idea who the father was, but I guess it doesn't really matter.
Anyway, my parents, Oscar, Luke, and I were in space for some reason, and we were being followed by someone who wanted to take Oscar and Luke. We jumped from planet to planet like Mario from Super Mario Galaxy.
Finally I got tired of it and somehow sneaked my way to planet Earth with Oscar and Luke, and hid them in this huge building with a lot of people that I haven't seen in years. Then I went back to space and met up with my parents at, well I guess it was some kind of space restaurant.While we were there, I finally found out who was following us. It was Darth Sidious!!!
He wanted to know where Oscar and Luke were. Well, I really don't know how this happened because I don't drink, but for some crazy reason I was drunk and had forgotten where I had hid my children.Then my dad, who would never be able to do this, went jedi on us and started to fight him. It was pretty cool, he had a lightsaber and everything.
Unfortunately, I think he lost because the next 9 years were spent in captivity as Darth Sidious' slaves.
But before he took us into captivity, he was like, "Hey, let me get your picture! Say cheese!"It was weird.
Anyway, somehow 9 years later we got away and went back to Earth. Then my parents ditched me at the building where my now 9 and 10 year olds have lived since I dropped them off. My children did not know who I was. Which I mean I get because they hadn't seen me in 9 years, and they were way to young to remember anything really.
But them forgetting me made me really sad and I started crying in the dream.
Then I woke myself up because I was crying so loudly. I was so confused when I first woke up.
So, what do you think? Let me know in the comments. Thank you so much for reading! I'll see you next time, Bye!!!