So the dream started in a Harry Potter land style school; it was supposed to be my high school i think because everyone in the dream where either friends or teachers. Anyhow we were in class doing a test and the first few people to get the answer won something, 3 of us got the answer but w had to write it on some paper which we couldn’t find. I walk through a tunnel to another classroom where there were loads of floating handbags and the teacher was teaching how to steal basically; i watched a bit and it was basically a fair game grapper machine. Eventually everyone on that class got up and went outside and i had to follow because they thought i wa part of the class and id forgotten about the paper competition.
On the bus we were talking about if zombies happened and what we’d do then; suddenly the bus started moving and we saw herds of people running towards us so we all panicked, it wa ok though it was just more school friends who jumped on the back. We were told that we were going to see a stunt man perform the first ever parachute jump (which in my dream was shown at 1pm everyday by a plastic man on string). It was by the seaside and as we got there we saw the daily plastic man fly out to sea and was told that the stunt man was gonna do pull ups onto the feet bars of a helicopter, then sit ups hanging from it then he’d jump and resemble the first parachute, but it would be super dangerous because he wasn’t harnessed.
The show started and there was a man with an old fashioned Victorian stripey swimming costume hanging from a helicopter,he was doing sit up’s and suddenly he fell. We were all shocked but as he fell i saw a cow shed with lots of hay and i thought to myself if the wind pushes him he’ll survive, and he did. Me and other went to run over and see if he was ok, and he dragged himself out the hay like a Cartoon and told us we’d be celebrities for knowing he was ok first. His army superior came over and told him he could go again and he invited me and sam and other to go to the start point an meet the other stunt people. When we got there it was the gates of my primary school and the stunt man was talking about the last time he’d been there was at an afternoon club; to which i was like oh i used to go there; i found out his name was sergey (like off comparethemeerkat adverrt) and we descovered we knew each others siblings.
The dream just kind of fazed out from there and i dont remeber anymore.
Subconsciousofbeej 