#90 “Somehow I knew the killer robot teacher was coming…”


by Scott Donaldson Illustration by Scott Donaldson

I was working in a school room. I was frantically trying to make sure that everything was tidy in there because if it wasn’t, a robot teacher would come in, destroy the classroom and try to kill me. When I heard her coming I ran away into the corridor. As I ran I could feel myself getting a nose bleed. All the other teachers and assistant walked past but no one noticed me bleeding and I passed out on the floor in the medical room.

I was still unconscious from this nose bleed but I could hear someone talking about sending me home from work and then having an interview when I returned to work. When I regained consciousness I was at home. Somehow I knew that the killer robot teacher was coming to my house and I was clearing it out when my mum came in looking for one of her hats. She looked at one on the end of my bed which was definitely mine and we argued about who the hat belonged to until she hit me and took one that was totally different and that I had never seen before. When I picked up some more hats I noticed that they all had holes in them.

Whilst I was tidying the house, my grandparents decided to visit. They brought along this woman in a wedding dress (in reality I know her, but she’s not related to me and I’ve never actually spoken to her). She was sending a text message to someone about mouse food… The robot teacher suddenly arrived. There were metal fence type things across the windows and she pulled them away and then smashed all of the windows. I couldn’t see her do all of this. I could hear the children from the class I work in reciting what happened like they were reading a story book.


#87 “It was terrifying.”

Illustration by Scott Donaldson

Editor’s note: Though I am schooling to become a teacher, this is not my dream. I give you my word.

I was teaching at a middle school in the inner city and was getting ready for the first day, having no training or lesson plan. At first I thought I was on my own but then there was a teacher there and I was just helping him out. We went around and introduced ourselves and I tried to connect with the kids and tell them what I remembered about being in 6th grade. Some of the kids were total punks and I yelled at one of them for lighting a cigarette and he threw it at me. I flipped out and reemed him out by saying that I was trying to “save his ass” and wasn’t going to get him into trouble but since he threw a lit cigarette at me I was going to take him to the office. All of a sudden he turned into this creature– I think it was something like a bear, and was trying to kill me. I ran around the school trying to hide but this bear creature and all the other punk kids were after me. I got an idea to try to drown the bear in the pool so I ran into the girls locker room to get there and was almost caught by the kids. I jumped in the deep end which was like 15ft. deep and waited for him to come in after me. There were two guys that I knew at the bottom of the pool that had oxygen tanks for me and I was trying to get to them, but was wondering why I didn’t see the bear following me. All of a sudden I looked up and he was right there and starting attacking me in the water, this is where things get hazy…. I don’t remember if I got away or not so this may have been the point where I woke up. It was terrifying.

#69: “…everyone knew the plan.”

Editor’s note: The following dream is slightly violent, but as we know, it’s difficult to control what we dream. We’ve all probably had dreams where we’ve killed or been killed. This is one of those.

I recently had a dream that was particularly strange in my eyes.
I was at my home with my parents, brother, and my ex. My ex came over because he wanted to “talk” about what we had been through. But he couldn’t stay long. So we were talking and someone knocked me unconscious. I woke up in my bed next to my cell phone. I looked around and my ex was nowhere to be found. So I tried calling him on my cell phone and it was static and wouldn’t dial the numbers. So then I finally got a hold of him and asked why he didn’t say, “goodbye.”
He told me to go over to my grandparents’ house and he would explain everything. So I went over there and there was a group of my friends. They decided that we should go for a walk on my grandparents’ property. We met a group of people that my one friend said she knew. So, she invited them and asked if they could stay for a few days. They were unpacking in the guest bedrooms when I over heard them talking about how the plan was underway. The plan was to kill everyone of us quickly. So they started to drill holes into the walls so they could hear us.
The next morning they pulled us into the basement and locked the door. They said that if any of us were planning to escape that they would kill us. So everyone knew the plan. I had made a hiding doorway when I was a child, in the room the girls were staying in. I had become the leader of trying to get the heck out of there.
We couldn’t just just into one of the cars and leave because they were guarding the cars. So we devised a plan that instead of being assassinated we were gonna be the assassins. And one by one we slowly were making our goal. Then the assassins knew that I was the one in charge of this. I was put into a truck tied up with a caged dog next to me and a guy was driving us to Chicago to do away with me. However, it ended up that I killed him with some kind of rag. I drove back to the house because I had promised to come back for them. Slowly we started killing our captors one by one with out them knowing I was back. Finally, I only had to kill one more girl and we would be free. but she had shocked me and I was immobilized. I was able to kill her with one shot in the back of the head. Everyone left me in the home immobilized after they knew they were free. Then, my ex came up to me and said that they were all in on it. Then he shot me in the temple.

#53: “I started fighting a dinosaur and ended up swinging from a chandelier…”

There’s an old folks home behind my house but in my dream it was a giant cave. There was a big group of teenage boys running down my road, over cars and through gardens. They ran past my house and i started running with them into the big cave, where we all became on a mission to find the ‘Avatar’. I started fighting a dinosaur and ended up swinging from a chandelier, hitting it with a mobile phone charger. It begged me to stop trying to kill it and convinced me it was a nice dinosaur so I made friends with it and we ran outside then started playing cards.

#16: “…my role in the ritual is to find and kill the mouse.”

I’m inside my house. I look out the window, and there is a ritualistic dance happening in my driveway. Hundreds of people have crowded there, and one person transforms into a mouse. As I go outside, I realize that my role in the ritual is to find and kill the mouse. I do so with a boot.

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