Why I Want To Be A Racist

My Dream: I was around 20 years old and living in New York City, just coming back from work. I don’t remember precisely what I did as a job, but I saw myself walking out of the hospital and coming back home to a tiny apartment in the middle of the city. The scene shifted to the next morning when I was traveling to Atlanta to see my family, but I found out that my sister had passed away and my parents never told me. She had gotten into a car accident the day before and I came at the worst time. I went to her funeral and all I remember is crying and reading a …show more content…
I went to a hospital to work realizing I was a surgeon and saw my best friend from Dodgen Middle School with roses for me, and I woke up.

What is Currently Happening: I understood where my dream is coming from since the night before, I had a giant fight with my little sister and I saw this dream as a sign that I should be the first one to apologize. Its been a while since I’ve remembered of having a horrible dream like this, but I would have never imagined my sister of passing away. My residence in New York City is based on my life goals but I want to be an engineer, not a doctor… When I as younger, I always wanted to be a doctor but that changed with my dad’s perspective. I still believe maybe a part of me could enjoy pursuing a dream as a surgeon. …show more content…
Mrs.Amodeo was my favorite teacher at my middle school partially because of her class, and because one of my best friends, Wyatt, was in that class. The day before, it was raining and thundering severely, so I think that led to my dream about a tornado. At night, I usually fall asleep listening to soft music and the last song I remember hearing was, “Where It All Begins,” by Hunter Hayes, so it wasn’t a coincidence that this was the song that I sung. Lately, I have been having sad or scary dreams, maybe as a result of stress that leads to negative