I was in a room that was very medical/science-y, like someone combined the room in the Wolverine Origins movie of which there are no good pictures and the inside of a Borg cube. Yes, I'm a nerd. It was kind of dimly lit and mechanical looking, but nothing registered as weird in the dream. I was waiting to be tested to see if I could do something to help someone. I don't remember what it was, perhaps a transplant. I find out that the test will involve me being stabbed in the back with a needle to test something related to my spinal cord. This frightens me more than a little and I freak out and start to cry. I see Will and he hugs me. Some of my other friends are standing in the background, but they are doing nothing more than that. The lady who will be stabbing me is tapping her foot impatiently, so I leave Will and go with her. She does the test thing. It hurts.
It's later now. I am being reprimanded for hugging Will instead of immediately going with the tester lady. It is decided that I must write her an apology letter. I do. Something else happened after I wrote the letter, but I don't remember what it was.
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In my expert opinion, the test is something unpleasant (be it an event or otherwise), although ______ may be beneficial for someone else, whom you may or may not actually feel an urge to help. You may not even know them. There's probably some significance with the spinal cord, too. You feel pressured by teachers/parents/some authority to ________, even though you really don't want to, and _______ is probably going to happen soon. You feel like no one, even you friends, understand you/is consoling you about it, except Jake. Like I said, I'm an expert.
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