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Homecoming Chase Through Apocalyptic Ghost Transformation

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joewcarson
@joewcarson ยท Nov 11, 2017
Had HS homecoming party thing but alumni or at least my class was invented too. Was funny. Then they had a ginger appreciation thing where all the gingers had to get up and go on stage. Ginger was there and I went up too. Then we saw everyone questioning if they were at least a lil ginger, including the black security guards, and this one real ginger security guard was scared and like \"yea exactly\" to to black guy and they ran out the back of the school across this catwalk thing. Now I\'m watching 3rd person, not sure how, but they keep running this long catwalk and come to another security guard and have to get past him and the frantic ginger demands that he let them by sayingย  they have have to go to the bank and hsbc just opened a new location over here and the guy won\'t let them pass so he throws the guy off the catwalk and he falls to his death. They keep running and the black guy is now quite scared and confused. They have to jump across this platform or something but neither of them fully make it, somehow like only 20% of their body\'s make it and the 80% fall down to their death. Then they\'re like.well..we\'re only 20% so might as well just end it and they both jump/roll off the platform to their death. I saw this part in 1st person of the black guy. As soon as hit the ground I was me again at this ha event/homecoming thing and was walking back down the stage. Oh and I gave a little pep talk to the other gingers on stage who were sad/depressed/picked on cause their hair an pubes. Told them none of this shit matters and they\'re all going to turn into smart beautiful people who do good amazing shit and these bullies will amount to nothing. As soon as I sat down I felt I was being hunted. Not sure why but I got up and left. Now I\'m at an airport and there are some cars driving by really fast towards the airport and a few stay back and start unloading parts of a bomb and gasoline. I\'m not me, I\'m one of snoop doggs friends or something and sort of in on this thing because I know snoop. They\'re blow something up and I want no part of it so I get in this car with snoop and he starts driving away but then a ton of police are on us. He\'s driving and we\'re getting shot at and we get to this area in the above ground parking garage where we can\'t go anywhere else. I look at snoop, say good luck, and jump out and jump out of the parking garage window area and start sliding down poles going down the stair well. Doing this really fast and eventually reach the bottom, like 40 stories down. Start running and it\'s a sort of apocalyptic wasteland. Make it to the end where there are fires in garbages and cardboard houses. I go to this shop at the end and this little mole man with crossed eyes asks me if I want to buy these glasses that will burn anything they look at. Or this pen that shoots darts. All their stuff is random weapons. I ask to come in and meet this girl and dog and the owner in the back. Sort of tell them my story and they say I can hide here. Seems like some time passes, maybe hours, maybe days, maybe years, but I leave one day and am chatting outside the entrance in this ally thing and I see someone I vaguely recognize, or at least get a feeling about, approach me and before I can put it together he takes out a gun and shoots me in the head. I\'m dead now, but I immediately get up and say \"hey man, about time, thanks!\" In a mocking way. He turns and looks at me and shakes his head but never stops walking away and is gone. I talk to my friends there now and we all guess I\'m just a ghost now. So I live there as a ghost for a little and get upset when one buddy says he\'s making smoked pork for the football game and I can\'t eat any cause I\'m a ghost(he doesn\'t say I can\'t..just ghosts can\'t eat apparently) :/
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๐Ÿ“ HS๐Ÿ“ homecoming๐Ÿ“ stage๐Ÿ“ school๐Ÿ“ back๐Ÿ“ catwalk๐Ÿ“ bank๐Ÿ“ hsbc๐Ÿ“ location๐Ÿ“ platform๐Ÿ“ ground๐Ÿ“ airport๐Ÿ“ area๐Ÿ“ parking garage๐Ÿ“ window area๐Ÿ“ stair well๐Ÿ“ bottom๐Ÿ“ wasteland๐Ÿ“ end๐Ÿ“ shop๐Ÿ“ entrance๐Ÿ“ ally๐Ÿ“ football game
๐Ÿ’œ questioning๐Ÿ’œ scared๐Ÿ’œ frantic๐Ÿ’œ confused๐Ÿ’œ sad๐Ÿ’œ depressed๐Ÿ’œ picked on๐Ÿ’œ hunted๐Ÿ’œ mocking๐Ÿ’œ upset
โšก invitedโšก get upโšก goโšก went upโšก sawโšก questioningโšก ranโšก watchingโšก runningโšก comeโšก get pastโšก demandsโšก letโšก sayingโšก won't letโšก throwsโšก fallsโšก keep runningโšก jumpโšก make itโšก fall downโšก roll offโšก hitโšก walkingโšก gaveโšก toldโšก sat downโšก feltโšก got upโšก leftโšก drivingโšก stay backโšก unloadingโšก blowโšก get inโšก starts drivingโšก getting shotโšก lookโšก sayโšก jump outโšก sliding downโšก reachโšก start runningโšก asksโšก come inโšก meetโšก tellโšก hideโšก passesโšก leaveโšก chattingโšก seeโšก recognizeโšก approachโšก put it togetherโšก takes outโšก shootsโšก turnsโšก looksโšก shakesโšก stops walkingโšก talkโšก guessโšก liveโšก makingโšก can't eat
โœฆ homecomingโœฆ identityโœฆ persecutionโœฆ escapeโœฆ transformationโœฆ deathโœฆ afterlifeโœฆ survivalโœฆ friendshipโœฆ apocalypseโœฆ weaponsโœฆ huntingโœฆ ghost existence
๐Ÿ”ฎ party๐Ÿ”ฎ hair๐Ÿ”ฎ pubes๐Ÿ”ฎ cars๐Ÿ”ฎ parts๐Ÿ”ฎ bomb๐Ÿ”ฎ gasoline๐Ÿ”ฎ car๐Ÿ”ฎ poles๐Ÿ”ฎ fires๐Ÿ”ฎ garbages๐Ÿ”ฎ cardboard houses๐Ÿ”ฎ glasses๐Ÿ”ฎ pen๐Ÿ”ฎ darts๐Ÿ”ฎ weapons๐Ÿ”ฎ gun๐Ÿ”ฎ smoked pork
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๐ŸŽฏ homecoming party๐ŸŽฏ ginger appreciation๐ŸŽฏ running๐ŸŽฏ jumping๐ŸŽฏ driving๐ŸŽฏ shooting๐ŸŽฏ sliding๐ŸŽฏ hiding๐ŸŽฏ chatting๐ŸŽฏ football game๐ŸŽฏ making smoked pork
โœง AI Analysis: Your dream takes you through a surreal journey from social anxiety at a homecoming event to an apocalyptic chase sequence ending in ghostly transformation. The progression from feeling hunted and persecuted to literally dying and becoming a ghost suggests you're processing feelings about identity, belonging, and perhaps a desire to escape social pressures, ultimately finding peace in a liminal state between life and death.
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