I had a strange dream last night. I was banned from school for something very minor, but the school still set up police guards at an assembly "just in case". Well, I broke into the assembly via a secret door, and none of the officers realized it was me. I tried staying incognito, but eventually whoever banned me found out and chased me to a grassy field with a broken bus in it.

I hid behind the bus, then after a while came out and attempted to mingle into a crowd of people I knew who had heard what was happening. Apparently everyone I knew at school also supported me. I passed by a former teacher of mine, and hugged her quickly. I also signaled other people who recognized me that I was okay and they shouldn't give me away.

I went home, told my parents that I was going to be arrested, and they didn't believe me. When night fell, I said the same thing to my mom in our living room, and she still didn't believe me. (This might have happened in another dream I had, but I can't remember.) I heard police sirens and cars screeching to a halt outside. The front door was open, so officers in SWAT gear came running in and put my wrists behind my back. That's when the dream ended.

I think that's the first time I've ever been arrested in a dream. The dream had a strange kind of sadness about it, but it was everyone else's sadness. I had little emotion throughout the entire dream.

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As far as your dreaming (or lack thereof), Crawl, I've heard a lot of people have had the exact same dreams on the exact same nights. Maybe you had the same dream as someone who was on a sleeping aid?

Oh yeah, and that's usually the only way I remember my dreams, unless they were long, emotional ones like the one I just explained.