IDK why Blackface is in my dreams!

I was at a school or a facility of sorts.

I was in a hallway, and I was looking around at the people walking past me.

I looked down the hall and blackface was looking at the other people in the hall as he made his way through the crowd.

His eyes locked with mine.

And I was like “Oh shit, it’s Blackface!”—in my head.

I made myself busy messing with a locker.

“Hey, Lola.” He said in passing and he just kept walking.

I went outside and I was waiting with some other black females. they looked younger than me.

We were waiting on the school bus.

One “girl” kept making lil smark comments towards me.

She was pacing back and forth in front of me.

So, I took my gun out of my bag and placed it in my jacket pocket.

“She got a gun.” One of the girls said.—I tried to be discreet about it

Then the lil girl with the smart-ass mouth said something about her having to get a gun also.

I realized that I had a car and that I shouldn’t be waiting on the school bus.

So I went back into the building.

And somehow I ended up with a pitcher of milk.

I walked into a room and these little kids were sitting on the floor.

They were being given boiled eggs and I was pouring them cups of milk.

I walked out of the room and went back into it.—Shrugs

“We can’t eat these.” They told me.

I left the room to find them something to eat.

I ended up in a room where some older kids were preparing to leave.

My sister and I ended up cleaning the room and packing up the leftover pizza. —Shrugs

END DREAM.

MESSAGE:

IDK.

Um… Blackface… Um…

IDK.

I’ll think about it some more.