fuck, I don't even remember that negative statement part of the dreams (otherwise known as the "what the FUCK was that all about?" propheet.) and I certainly don't remember what mine was.
What I do remember were the nightmares we had to draw of ourselves with black crayon. It felt like we had to look at them for hours. Then we went around and looked at everyone else's. I remember one person in my peer group, who always got a lot of flack for being "hard" and tough, (despite the fact that he was actually a rather sweet guy, he just had muscles and liked to lift weights), had one of the most disturbing drawings I had ever seen. He basically drew his head as a cube, i.e. a block of stone. It creeped me the fuck out, because it was the most hateful self-portrait I had ever seen.
Then Bruce yelled at me in the rap afterwards about my own nightmare drawing, saying "Yeah, that's your nightmare. A fucking witch!" Yet another issue staff continued to bring up with me throughout my entire stay there. God forbid should anyone at that school have pagan beliefs. As everyone knows, "religion" is one of the summit/lifespring false belief balloons.