This dream was actually pretty long. It begins when I am at a soccer field, a game has ended and we are trying to leave but our coach wont let us. I demand that we leave but he locks us in the gate surrounding the field. We then realize that their's another exit on the otherside of the field in sight. We run over there, after grabbing my stuff, and its after dark at this point because of the soccer field lights are the only light and I see nothing but silloettes of the people. Soon as I make it out the soccer field, I am now at my old junior high school. I cant remember what bus is mine that will take me home, so I just pick a random bus. I get on the bus and realize its nothing but black people, I'm a little uncomfortable but I let it pass. I sit in the seat behind the driver and ask which bus should have I rode, and she tells me. On the bus ride I notice that all the children are looking at me. I try to ignore them. I cant remember why or how, but I gave one girl a thing of sweet tarts and I remember that my mom had given me candy, a lot. And so I start passing them out. They'er were kind of like twistler candy. Anyway the whole bus gets some but then they start to complain about how some of them have watermelon filling. I think thats kind of odd because why would my mom buy me watermellon filled candy. I hate watermellon candy.
I shrug it off and then everyone gets off the bus at one stop. Its the apartment complex that I remember where my siblings used to live, although it's different and more complex than it was in real life. I go a long way from the bus stop and realize I left all my stuff behind. I hurry back and I find most of my stuff is there only someone has taken 'a box' from me. So I look for this person and after destroying a few places (one that reminded me of the office at a daycare I once went to) I fnid the box, open it up and inside is a device that ..I guess I know what it does, but it looked like something out of a movie. By this time in the dream I'm able to fly and I swoop down and pick up the rest of my things and I go high in the air to see my house and I fall down to my home.

Synopsis:
The dream was weird because of the way how
it went from day to night to day again just by a simple change in
in the dream. Im not sure if this dream was just a reason to remember
places I had been in my life, even the soccer field is from my childhood.