Dream

Last night I dreamt that I was about 16 or 17 and was accepted to a university far away ( BC I think) in Canada for early admitance. I was in the process of trying to figure out how I could graduate highschool quickly and move somewhere else in Canada for School. My parents thought I was making a big mistake and told me that there was no way they could help me pay for school. I told them I would do it all myself and would work for every penny if I needed.

Then my dream skipped ahead

In the summer I moved across Canada to live with a friend to save money so I didn't need to get my own apartment. I don't know what friend but I can only assume it was Kathryn. I was working as a waitress in a burger and french fry place. I took all my tips and money I earned and put it into a card board box with all the bills stacked neatly side by side and never counted how much I had. From my memory I had mostly all 10 and 20 dollar bills but all the bills were organized all the twenties together, all the tens together and a few five's. All the heads facing the same way. Very neat and tidy.I didn't have anything over a twenty. I refused to count it or even look at it for very long. I just kept saving the money and putting it under my bed.

After the summer passed my Parents came out to try to convince me that going to university in a few more weeks was still way to early for my own good. They were trying to get me to come back home. I remember arguing with them in my small bedroom while wearing my waitess uniform. I was trying to tell them there was nothing more for me back at home and I really wanted to start making a new future for myself. Then I felt the need to show them I can do well for myself and pulled the money out from under my bed. My dad thought I must have stole it. My mom wanted to count it. I couldn't belive my dad could think I could steal. And I didn't want my mom to count it. It felt too private for her to know how much was there.It was my money and I didn't even know how much it was. She said there must have been 5 or 6 thousand dollars and no one could make that much on a waitresses salary in a summer and that it would still not be enough for university.I kept stopping her from counting it. When I went and grabbed at the box all the money fell out and fell like leaves all over the ground and lost the order that it was in.

Then they were holding on to my box of money and standing over what fell and wouldn't give it back. They were using it as a ransom to make me come home. I told them I wasn't coming home and I wasn't going to be late for work because of them. That I didn't want them to take my money away from me because I worked hard for it. But there was nothing I could do to stop them. I was very angry but left for work anyway with them sitting on my bed with my money. I remember walking in the rain away from my room with the firm decision that I was going to continue with my decision, but crying cause of how hard it would be without their support and sure that they would take my money from me. I saw my restaurant where I worked ahead of me, brushed some tears off my face. and as I pushed through the doors to enter work I woke up.