Dream About Beach Cliffs Waterfall And Chasing Melissa

I dreamt that I woke up underneath my windowsill, and when I crawled up to look, out my window was a beautiful scene of beach and cliffs, rock, and water. I ran to tell my mom to come and look, but then I remembered where I live, which is surrounded by dirt rather than water. I asked my mom if we could just go visit for half a day, when suddenly she said why don't we go? When we went to visit the water, my mom found a beautiful place for us to stay the night in. It was so wonderful and I felt so comfortable there that I fell asleep right away. When I awoke from that sleep, I noticed a hallway. Even when I woke I still felt as though I was dreaming. I wandered around a corner that opened into a space that was two feet high with white marble open to nature with no windows. I was on the second floor, and to the openness of the space there were beautiful, tall trees and a waterfall. As I walked past the waterfall, it became clear that my next corridor went under the waterfall. As I approached, I began to get wet, sprinkled on by the waterfall. The next thing I knew, I was talking to my mom. She was on the telephone, yelling at our realtor, the lady that sold us the house. That's right, we weren't just visiting for half a week or so, we were moving to this place. Except my mom was angry about the waterfall, and also about the haunted bigmouth bass. The kind where you push the button, and it comes to life and starts to sing. My mom said it was haunted, and it was because of the lady that sold us the house. It was her fish, and she forewarned us about it. She was getting to the bottom of it. The trees in the waterfall were behind me, and out in front of me stretched a beach with white sand and beautifully sparkling clear blue waters. I couldn't wait to be in those waters. The next thing I knew, I was jumping into those waters. The water wasn't cold, the water was not hot, it was perfect, like floating a model on air. As I floated down the beach, I came to the house of a young lady, a lady that I remember from my past, my best friend, Melissa, who I've grown apart with. I'm chasing her in this big vast world, in this city where everybody has a certain gift, a certain power. My power was greater than anyone else's, and I could fly, nobody else could fly. Up out of the staircase I found, in the house, in the trees, under a waterfall, I found an entrance to another space that seemed to fit better with trees. It was a camp, in the forest, in the woods, there were people there, men, women, no children. I took a q-tip outside to clean my ear, when I held it up to the sun, it catched fire and started to melt away. I threw it down to the ground, but I missed. The burning q-tip lit an even bigger fire on the outside of the cabin that contained the staircase to the house. I tried to put out the fire, and screamed and yelled for a fire extinguisher, but nobody reacted. Nobody knew or seemed to know what a fire extinguisher was. Finally, out of the corner of my eye, I noticed one across the way to another cabin that looked exactly like the one I had crawled from the staircase. I yelled, there's one, but nobody knew what to do. I yelled again, there's one, there's a fire extinguisher there, right there. Finally, somebody, or my friends, whom I don't know their name, walked over to the fire extinguisher, got it off the wall, and started walking it towards me when that cabin blew up. I was then rushing to save people without letting my powers be seen by anybody. Somehow I found myself in a school, in a college, not attending college, but just there to help people. My little cabin space that burnt up turned into an apartment where I had placed the accessories that I had to a new phone, my earbuds, the earbuds that previously some kid had to mess with and change them into a hybrid between iPhone earbuds and Samsung earbuds. His friend, I had asked to go over to the fish and see if they got any weird feelings or vibes from the fish, because they were a wolf handler, and being so, I figured they had a sense about things, an intuition. I left those two and continued on chasing Melissa and helping people. Whenever I encountered Melissa, all I could do was smile at her. I couldn't do anything other than be nice and kind and loving to her I rarely got the chance to see Melissa because so many other people were wanting me. When I ignored Melissa and got sidetracked and kind, nice and generous to somebody else, she couldn't see who I was. I was in disguise from her, and I so badly wanted her to remember who I was. Her and I have not seen each other for a long time. I woke up again underneath my windowsill. I got up and looked out the window and I was in a deep Mountain Valley. Everything was black and white the mountains as if it had snowed and I asked a friend next to me if they had snowed and they said it hadn't. I looked again and everything was back to color. That is when I died of heartbreak from not being able to find Melissa. I died with my eyes opened tears running down my face and my friend crying.