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#WhenIDream

This morning I had one of those "back in high school, but I don't have any books or a schedule" dreams.
I went into a random classroom that I thought had been my French class.
I sat at an empty desk.
The teacher was out of the room and one of the students was sitting at her desk as "in charge".
I started using telekinesis to move things on the desk. Just a tiny bit. I made something jump. I made the ice cubes in a glass climb up the side.
I was so good at it, I didn't even have to look at the things to make them move.
The movements were subtle enough that they weren't even sure they were happening.
I thought about flipping the lights on and off.
Instead, I stood up and levitated in front of the classroom, floating in front of everybody.
I told them all this was a dream, but none of them believed me.
I made a gesture and the desks parted to each side so that there was a clear path down the middle to a back table.
I shot fire out of my hands and caught the table on fire.
I then quickly flew over to the fire and proceeded to call water from my hands to put the fires out. I told them fire in dreams has a tendency to spread really fast.

Nobody believed it was a dream.
Nobody really questioned why I had mystical abilities, but nobody joined me, either.
I wanted the whole class to start doing stuff. I wanted to see what they would do with the knowledge that they could do anything.
Turns out, they'd just sit at their desks and wait for the teacher to get back.

That happens often in my dreams.
Nobody else in the dream ever believes them when I tell them it's a dream even when I'm obviously doing impossible things.
My subconscious lacks imagination sometimes.