Essay about It was All a Dream

“I told you sweetie, she is in a better place right now. She won’t be coming home.” She looks up at me with tears in her eyes. “That’s not fair! Why would he leave us?” “It wasn’t her fault baby girl,” I say tearing up. “I WANT TO SEE HER NOW!” Amelia starts screaming. “You can’t see her!” I shout back.

On one cold frightening night, while walking down the streets of a small town called Little Frank, where everyone knew each other, Pedro a citizen of this small town walks down the streets and sees a red puddle. He decides to follow it, and because of curious mind, Pedro finds an object at the end of the red trail. It’s wrapped inside of a black bag covered with blood. Pedro’s worst fears have come true- a dead body. Opening the bag, he thinks so hard that it is not a body. He sees a very cold face. It is so white it looked like the shining white full moon. After studying the face, he recognizes it. Amy a little girl who had a violent family, and her family was the only family who caused trouble in town. Frozen in shock for a while Pedro reacts very quickly and calls 911.

After looking at the corpse for a while he decided that he would deal with the body after he ate some breakfast. When he was eating breakfast several thoughts came to his head like, “how was he going to get home,” “is there any other servants in the home,” and “are his friends looking for him.”

The best part of a long, hard-working day is when you finally get to lay in your bed, close your eyes and let your imagination run free. As you sleep your mind takes you to another place far away from the real world. You begin to dream. Over the night, you may have several dreams. In the morning, you may wake up and wonder what your dreams were suppose to mean for you and your life. By analyzing your dream, it "gives a true picture of the 'subjective state'-how we really feel about ourselves-which the conscious mind cannot or will not give" (Wietz 289). In order to find the meaning of a dream, you have to pick out the most important symbols and define them. But you may be wondering what exactly is a symbol?

I say that the American dream is different and have obstacles to concurred because of racism in the country. I think that the American dream will always have problems because parents have there kids growing up teaching them to be racist. Another reason is because people will look at black people a different way towards getting jobs and accomplishing something just because of the way they came up or was raised they will always look at black people different. The final reason why I say this is because they still have police that are racist and other people who are white that see you with some money and will always take it in a negative way like if you work for it and you not an athlete or rapper they would think you sell drugs or do something else. The American dream is hard on stuff because of racism and always has been since before everything happened with slavery even on other races like Chinese, Hispanic, mexican, and Arabian people, they make like the people are meant to do certain jobs just based off their race.

How would you feel if someone promised you something, but then changed their mind? If you were told you were safe, but the rug was pulled out from under you? Over a half million teenagers and young adults who illegally immigrated to the United States as minors were recently confronted with this reality. DACA, an act passed during Obama’s term that protected them from deportation, was rescinded by the Trump administration on September 5, 2017. After these people, known as Dreamers, had begun to come out of hiding to legally obtain jobs, attend college, and live without fear of deportation, this rescission suddenly suspended their dreams. Now their future is in the hands of Congress. Although many people would like to eject this group, statistics are in favor of their continuing residence. The Dreamers comprise a diverse and valuable group that deserves to stay in the United States. They are not a threat to the United States, nor a financial burden.

Dalton took the bat and sat down on his uncomfortable, worn out, brown leather couch. He stared blankly at the black television screen waiting, he was waiting for the unknown, he was waiting for the being that was on the other side of the wall. Thoughts floated through his mind all night. “When is he going to come?” “Why didn’t he come yet?” “What happened to Linda?”. When morning finally came he tried to call sick to work but it didn’t ring once and decided to take a look at Linda’s house and when he was leaving his house he noticed something weird. He wasn’t in his apartment building any more.His apartment looked like it had been taken out of the building and put into the field behind where his apartment used to be. Out of nowhere he heard strange noises he looked around and saw nothing, until out of the corner of his eye he saw something, something that didn’t belong and it saw him. He started to run. He saw a patch of trees, he ran towards it. He ran through the trees for an hour, he started hearing cars in the distance so he knew he was close to

We couldn’t see anyone. Than we heard a banging on the back door. We ran down the steps and locked that one too. We were wondering if we should call the cops. We all grabbed something and opened up the back door. No one was there. We opened up the front door. No one was there.We raced around the house and locked everything. We waited for Johnny’s parents to come home, but decided not to say anything. Later that night we went out again and walked down to a pizza parlor. We saw the guy laying down on a park bench looking as dead as a doorknob. We freaked out, but then Brett saw his chest rise and fall. Johnny said “He must’ve passed out.” Brett, the daring one, poked him. He sat up and gasped. Brett stumbled backwards. It looked as if the guy had risen from the dead. “ The guy screamed, and screamed, and screamed. We were scared out of our wits. We all looked at each other with the “what-the-heck-are-we-going-to-do-now?” look. He got up extremely slowly, slower than a turtle and his face was as pale as a ghost, his breathing was so shallow you could barely tell he was breathing at all. His eyes darted around at all of us as soon as he stopped wobbling. His face had the look of confusion and

He ran toward me and tried to grab the envelope but I started to run. I kept on running and running. My legs, exhausted from the sprinting, were in agony. I pushed myself until my legs couldn’t carry me anymore. That’s when I realized, The police station was only a few streets down. He chased me all the way there though. When I couldn't do it anymore, I fell. Luckily I was at the station by then, the chief picked up the envelope . Jake had his gun out. He shot, but he missed. The chief didn’t miss though.

There are many facts that are unknown about the mind. For centuries, philosophers and scientists have tried to understand how it works. We have learned that the mind has a number of different levels of processing. Before Sigmund Freud “nearly all the previous research and theorizing of psychologists had dealt with conscious, such as perception, memory, judgment, and learning“ (Hunt185). Freud brought forth a number of theories that dealt with “the unconscious and its crucial role in human behavior”(Hunt 185). The unconscious is a storage area for information that is not being used. It is also the home of “powerful primitive drives and forbidden wishes that constantly generated pressure on the conscious mind”(Hunt

The speech “I Have a Dream” was delivered by Martin Luther King on the occasion of the centenary celebrations of Abraham Lincoln’s Emancipation Proclamation on 28th August 1963. The speech was dramatically delivered on the steps of Lincoln Memorial and it was witnessed by about two million people. This speech is often considered to be one of the greatest and notable speeches in history and the top American speech of the 20th century.

A dream, what is a dream exactly? Scientifically, it’s thoughts, images, and sensations occurring in one’s mind as they are in their deepest slumber. More specifically, images or thoughts that have no connection with one another. It’s just a randomized scenery that only last for a small ounce of time until you awaken. But, I don’t think that’s all to a dream. No, I feel that a dream has more worth than people think. Indeed, they are collages of what we have seen or thought about throughout our lives. Maybe they could be messages or riddles trying to grasps your consciousness’ attention. Although, if dreams do have meaning behind them, well for me to grasps the concept of mine is unreachable.

At some point, someone has said that high school will be the best four years of their lives and college gets even better. So with that idea in people’s heads, they come up with their ideal image of the college. They start planning the perfect scenario of what college they will go to and what their roommate will be like. They often try to compare an unrealistic image and turn it into a realistic image, but they are unlike in many ways. Once students step onto the college campus, they will soon face what it is actually like to be in college.When people understand that college is not the perfect movie scene, then they will take advantage of expanding and furthering their education seriously. Going to college is a whole different experience and there is a lot more to it such as the rigorous classes and overwhelming school work, being more independent, and forming new bonds with others.

I jolted awake in fear. I had a dream. A weird dream. A vivid dream. It was full of people shouting and bright flashes of light. It was confusing yet clear, like some part of me understood it. I didn’t know it would be important then but now I know. How? Well, it happened like this…

"You'll never see an object in dream that you haven't seen in your daily life"