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In real life, I kind of have a pedophile after me (don't worry, I have the authorities on it). I get very worried at times that he'll figure out where I live and do something (he's not mentally balanced). Last night, I found out he was going to a party right by where my house is, and I got worried that he might find where I live. As a side note, because he does appear in this, I have a friend who I have feelings for, but he's never had interest in me. I like him a lot, but because I've been hurt in the past by him, I'm worried about letting him in again. Here goes.
In my dream, I was bored, so I wrote on my Facebook asking if anyone wanted to draw anything with me. I then decided to take my bicycle and ride around the neighborhood. As I looked out the window in my living room, I saw two things: one, it was dark and rainy, and two, there was someone in the house across the street looking at me. I got scared, knowing it was the pedophile, so I took my bike and ran outside, trying to get away very quickly.
I was riding my bike and made it onto the second block away from my house, but I was going too fast on the rain, and I tried to slow down. My speed was shaky, and I saw some parents and their toddler children (all female) walking. I couldn't slow down, but they moved out of my way. One child persisted in following me, asking me things about the world, but I was just focused on getting away from the pedophile.
I turned the corner, but slid off the pavement. I regained my speed and picked myself up again. Then, a police car drove up and said that we, as minors, weren't allowed to drive where we were. I remembered that, in another dream, my mom had called and said that the pedophile lived in this area of the neighborhood, so the police were trying to protect us. I glanced up at where I remembered his house being in another dream, and it was still there: a looming, baby blue building with all the lights off.
I drove away, trying to lose the little girl. I made it home and ran up my stairs and opened my door. I made it inside, bringing my bike in with me, and began to lock my door (in the dream, I had many, many locks). As I was doing that, though, I heard a knock on the door. I walked over to my living room window and looked out, seeing it was the boy I liked, and he was here to draw something with me. I started to unlock my door in a frenzy, and he walked inside. I explained myself, and he laughed and said it was fine.
He stayed silent the entire time. I opened my laptop to get out the new drawing software I had, but when I turned around, the door was just closing and he had left.
What does this mean?
I'm sorry about the length. I've heard that the more specific you get, the better, and it was a very specific dream.
If it helps, after the police turned me around, it started to rain.
In my dream, I was bored, so I wrote on my Facebook asking if anyone wanted to draw anything with me. I then decided to take my bicycle and ride around the neighborhood. As I looked out the window in my living room, I saw two things: one, it was dark and rainy, and two, there was someone in the house across the street looking at me. I got scared, knowing it was the pedophile, so I took my bike and ran outside, trying to get away very quickly.
I was riding my bike and made it onto the second block away from my house, but I was going too fast on the rain, and I tried to slow down. My speed was shaky, and I saw some parents and their toddler children (all female) walking. I couldn't slow down, but they moved out of my way. One child persisted in following me, asking me things about the world, but I was just focused on getting away from the pedophile.
I turned the corner, but slid off the pavement. I regained my speed and picked myself up again. Then, a police car drove up and said that we, as minors, weren't allowed to drive where we were. I remembered that, in another dream, my mom had called and said that the pedophile lived in this area of the neighborhood, so the police were trying to protect us. I glanced up at where I remembered his house being in another dream, and it was still there: a looming, baby blue building with all the lights off.
I drove away, trying to lose the little girl. I made it home and ran up my stairs and opened my door. I made it inside, bringing my bike in with me, and began to lock my door (in the dream, I had many, many locks). As I was doing that, though, I heard a knock on the door. I walked over to my living room window and looked out, seeing it was the boy I liked, and he was here to draw something with me. I started to unlock my door in a frenzy, and he walked inside. I explained myself, and he laughed and said it was fine.
He stayed silent the entire time. I opened my laptop to get out the new drawing software I had, but when I turned around, the door was just closing and he had left.
What does this mean?
I'm sorry about the length. I've heard that the more specific you get, the better, and it was a very specific dream.
If it helps, after the police turned me around, it started to rain.