A long time ago I had a dream about a place, a place that looked like a holiday estate, and I was going abroad. Well, in the dream there was a huge swimming pool, very large, abnormally large, with enormous slides.
For context, on Saturday I had my first kiss with the guy I like, and on Sunday night we talked about that kiss Well, the important thing is that I became obsessed with the kiss; it was something very intimate, the most intimate thing I've ever been in my entire life. What did I dream about? That country estate location with a big pool and him. I dreamt that I wanted to kiss him, to be alone with him, and we entered a morgue building, We were in a room, we wanted to be alone, we started kissing but we weren't alone, there were a lot of people around so we left, a building where there was only one room (occupied) and the rest were morgue rooms with a door so small that I wouldn't fit through. Then in one corner there was a stall selling VHS cassettes of movies from the 90s and 00s. We love that kind of movie, so we took everything we could carry—lots of great movies! I was thinking about finding a private place for him and me, to kiss again and maybe something more.
I think we parted ways from here, and I left that building and found myself in the beautiful abandoned estate next to the sea. I didn't pay much attention to the sea, but there was the same pool I had dreamed about a long time ago. I thought about it in my own dream; I've been here before. A gigantic, deep pool, so big, WITHOUT WATER, dry and dirty, with enormous slides. If someone could go on those slides and have a good time there, the slides were blue. So I started walking around the pool and its surroundings; in the background there were only trees. I looked at the pool and checked everything, thinking, "I'll bring that boy here and he'll teach me how to kiss." Well, I ended up at the other end of the pool and I saw a man, black, completely black, I mean everything about him, his clothes, his aura were black and I couldn't see his face. Well, this man came out of the trees and was running towards me. I honestly got terribly scared and started running, but it turns out I wasn't at the edge of the pool but underneath it, so if that guy came in here he'd grab me because there's no way out, it's very deep. Well, I was thinking while I was running and it occurred to me to run through the pool slides, I was there and that's when I woke up scared, I don't consider it a nightmare but it was overwhelming, my mom says that I woke up screaming mom mom and my grandma asked me what's wrong and I told her nothing nothing. Well, that's my dream. What intrigues me is that man. In one part, I don't remember exactly, I was going to Canada at the invitation of a friend and his father was picking me up. I don't remember the context because I don't remember everything. I'm sharing this here because I want to hear your opinions without having to resort to chatgpt.