Voices

<PERSON> and <PERSON> were trying to get into my room. They wanted to borrow my guitar pedals. They said <PERSON> brought a guitar over but I did not believe them(Ansel has lied to me many times in real life, and it is always obvious that he is). I was super out of it the whole time. I was trying to sleep but kept getting up to keep them out. I could hardly keep my eyes open. I kept leaning on the door to kept them out. I heard <PERSON> tell them to try the other door so I went and blocked it. I kept laying back down and trying to get back to sleep. At one point I woke up in a parking lot holding my yellow pajama pants. I saw my moms old car and got in the back seat. My green shirt was in there and I used the clothes as a pillow and laid down. "they will not bother me here", Ithought. But they did, and good thing, because this is when I realized this was a dream. I got in the front seat and started driving around extremely fast. Really sloppy too, going over the lines. There was a bunch of traffic ahead so I decided to fly over it. I drove out into the country. I was driving down this road and it started to rise up like an overpass but it kept going higher. I drove up it a while then remembered my goal. I pulled over and tried to pull the cigarette case out of my pockets, but it did not work. I checked all my pockets and nothing. I kept walking up the road. It was leveling off a bit now. There were these huge flowers that looked like the ones from super mario bros that come out of the pipes. The had mouths, but did not move. It was like each one was a frame from an animation and each one was just slightly different from the last. I started to lose the visual but stayed focused on walking. When the image came back it was a road made of rocks. This happened again but when it came back it was made of skittles now. I saw this weird looking purple alien cow and pushed him off the road, which was hysterical for some reason. The road seemed to fall apart and I lost the visual for a long time. I might have woken up briefly. Then I was in a house. It looked old and deserted, dusty and dark. I tried searching my pockets again but still nothing. I saw a mirror and when I looked into it I had my brown hoodie on and started thinking maybe it is in my hoodie pocket. I saw a bulge in the pocket in the mirror. I reached in and at first it felt like the case but when I took it out it was my phone. I explored the house but I do not remember what I saw. I found a dresser with some drawers. I opened one but do not remember what was in it, I was sort of frantic and not really looking. Then I opened the drawer above that and saw something that looked like a joint. I picked it up and it was one/became one, the image sort of changed when I focused on it. I was trying to make the case appear so it did not exactly work, but close enough. I walked down the hall. I heard some girls voices behind one of the doors and went in and sat down to smoke with them. It took forever to get it lit and by the time I had I was waking up a little. It did not really smoke right either, but the dream was fading. It kind of expanded as it burned and almost turned back into the shape of a bud. I only took one hit and passed it then woke up.