Friday, June 22, 2007

Mad in the Hotel

I was in a hotel with a group from school. This is the same hotel/school building I see in a lot of dreams. Anyway, the room that I was in was on the second or third floor, and way down the hallway. The hallway on that floor actually made a complete square and looped back on itself. On the back side of this square somewhere was where our room was. It was actually more of a suite. It had it's own mini hallway that went straight out the main hallway about four feet, then went left about ten feet, and then the door was on the right. Just inside was the common room where the kitchen, dining, and living area were. The kitchen was behind this wall that didn't quite reach the ceiling, and had a door and a window cut into it that faced into the dining/living area. The common room was very large, almost as if it was the size of my entire house. The TV and couches were on the right hand side, and I think there was a second kitchen over there as well. The bedrooms entered from the right and the left.

At one point I got mad at one of the guys I was rooming with (I don't remember why) and went to the front desk to request a new room for myself. The guy from the front desk took me back to the room and tried to tell me that I had to climb through the ceiling in the living room to get there. He started climbing on pipes and such that were on the wall and got up to the ceiling that was about twelve feet up. He was hanging from the ceiling and pushed up a trap door and climbed up in, saying that was my new room. I refused to follow him and left angry. I started walking home, which was grandmamma's house, by walking down 256 in Weyers Cave.

On my way home I ran into Harry Potter and Ron Weasly. They were trying to tell me to go back, and I got mad at them and hurried home. When I got home, it looked like my current house on the inside. I went into the guest bathroom and then came out again, and just as I came out I saw that they were here, and I apologized to Ron. He was happy again and walked in towards the kitchen. Harry hung around for a moment while the guy from the front desk showed up. He came to me acting like he was going to apologize to me for making me mad at the hotel, but rather than doing that, he asked me to apologize to him. I refused to apologize to him because he didn't understand why he made me mad, and I pushed past him. Then my alarm went off and woke me up.

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