I'm very aware of how many of my dreams seem like many all combined into one because there are choppy cuts to location. This dream was the usual:
I was on the street where I grew up here in Pittsburgh and up the hill was my grandma's house. However, her house was a boys' boarding school. I was with a group of people including my best friend, Natalie. We all heard these strange electrical sounds and someone said "The head of the school must be tazing the boys." We could see silhouttes of boys jumping around. My friend Natalie decided to sneak up the hill to see it up close. So she was on her hands and knees pretending to be a dog. By the time she reached the house, she had a collar and leash on her neck.
Suddenly, I was in the basement of my parents' house with a bunch of people I did not know. I did know, though, that my house was now somehow in France. The group of students and myself decided to "set up camp" in my basement, so we proceeded to push away the washer and dryer and other things to the side. We then layed out blankets on the cold gray floor. And one girl was stapling them together so they did not separate when we layed down.
Throughout the whole dream I had an anxious feeling and felt unfamiliar with my surroundings.
