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So i was going back to the locker room at pe to change out from my pe clothes and suddenly i was running in a field with no grass just dirt and then it was bus call and i missed both of my buses because i took like 20 min in the locker room changing back into my clothes and so i just walked to the bus loop but then my parents showed up near the breezeway so i was like "ok cool i'm gonna get home earlier" and then someone walked past me and like bumped into me and i thought he was a school shooter so i got nervous but i kept walking with my parents and we were gonna enter in the main entrance of the school but then we went to buy and it turned out to be bob saget and i was excited although i dont really watch full house and we talked and then my grandparents aunts uncles and all them started walking under the breezeway and i was confused but then i thought it was some procession for my brothers wedding so i was like ok and then it ended there

For the past 2 day's I've had similar dreams. They are both different, but the same thing happens in some shape or form. In the first dream, I was with a choir. It was a big day for us. A big performance was coming. Before the performance, though, we had to sing while someone took pictures. I remember my picture being awful, my mouth was open way too much. All most in an unnatural way. And then we individually sang a song. But I didn't know mine. It was for a grade, so I would have to take it again sometime. Then I was on a roof. Kind of a balcony on the roof. A tall glass building. I'm guessing about 10 stories up. And a girl said it was time to retake it. She had a camera. For some reason, I didn't think I was supposed to sing that song, which I didn't know. And I remember a song in my head. In reality I've never heard of it. It was completely new and it sounded like it could be an extremely popular song. It was a pop song. And the lyrics were really good. I was going to sing the song, but then I suddenly forgot it. And I instead sang Sweet Escape. The girl interupted and told me I wasn't singing the right song. I remember in the dream feeling constant embarrassment. There was a lot more in the dream, that right now I can't quite recall, but that is all in the dream about the choir. In the second dream, I was back in time. I was, I'm guessing, around the 1930's. In reality I'm 15 years old. But for some reason in this time setting my mom was younger. I can't recall how younger. Anyways, I was in a school. I had gym. And I remember being rather unpopular... but that doesn't matter. Later on, I had a big choir performance. On stage, big crowd, lights out, everything was about to start. I was on the top row. There were only four other girls there with me. We were all on the left side. All the other rows were crowded, but there was a clearing in the middle. We were singing Ring Christmas Bells. For some reason, my voice was awful. I sang quietly because of it. It was out of tone and scratchy. At some point the girls and I on the top row were going to do a little routine. I didn't know about it, but I went along with it. I went on the other side. Me and one of the other girls were supposed to spin around each other. From this point imagine the stage from a side angle. The rows of the stage horizontal. She thought was supposed to go right and me left. But for some reason I knew I was supposed to go right. I was determined to stay on the right side. She kept on giving my a funny look. Obviously signaling for me to go to the other side. I didn't. We briefly bumped into each other before she went on the other side. At some point in the song, the choir was supposed to be quiet. I didn't know and continued singing the song. Rather quietly, still. But people heard and gave my funny looks. I stopped, embarrassed. Somehow, I managed to get in the row below. I noticed because when I looked up, I couldn't see the audience. The row below had lots of tall boys that I couldn't possibly see over. Nor could anyone see me. I was the only one at this row. I liked that the audience couldn't see me anymore, then I couldn't embarrass myself anymore. Now go back to viewing the stage vertically. I was still on the left side of the stage. On the right side, a row below me began a group of African Americans. They continued for another few rows. One of them was signaling at me. Trying to tell me to come to her, that she had something important to say to me. I knew her. I reality, I knew her from 6th grade. I was in a different school then. We weren't really close, I don't even remember her name. We were classmates. But in the dream she was a random girl. I didn't want to go to her though. I liked where I was, where no one could see me. Plus it was still in the middle of the performance. I didn't want to draw any more attention to myself. And to get to her I would have to jump over a chair in the middle clearing. Yeah, there were chairs there, like the ones at movie theaters. And once I got to her the people would easily see me. There weren't any tall people in the row below her. I changed my mind, however, when a really tall African American girl sat in the chair in front of the one I was supposed to go to. I then went to her. At least once I got there no one would see me. From there the dream was a blur. I don't remember what she told me. Also, since my first big mistake in the performance, especially the little routine I messed up with the girl, our choir teacher would beat me. Like how teachers did to students back then. Even though I didn't see the teacher, I know what she looks like. I've never seen her in reality. She was an old, skinny, wrinkly lady. Her gray hair is back in a tight bun. She wore an old victorian black dress. Long sleeve and turtleneck. And she carried a teachers stick. The ones they used to hit children back then. And I just knew she was glaring wholes through at me backstage throughout the performance. There was a lot more in this dream too, but this is everything about the choir. In reality I do have choir. But I sing good and never had a bad experience with it. All the choir teachers I've had were real nice. I think these dreams have a more intense, abstract meaning behind them. Any dream experts out there? Please help.

I was doing a typing game with the class but I had to sit next to wessel I had to do print-screen so that he could paste it in a document and submit it as evidence that he had finished but i ended up closing the tab by accident i said sorry then left the room then I came to a sushi bar wit iina I bumped into anna and cynthia we ate sushi together for a little bit then me and cynthia got kicked out but anna got to stay in cynthis was sad i bumped into stephan with colorful face paint on and he asked if we could do something alex teased me i went up to Cynthia and told her sorry and she wanted to take a selfie with eyelashes in her hand we went to the halloween ish store across the street just to find nail polish

In a large crowded building, it seems we are trapped inside and apart of some huge social test, they open the doors only to let in a rush of horror movie-esque serial killers to pick us off one by one, luckily, i am few of the fortunate ones, i run and hide into a futuristic elevator with a few other people inside, lying on the floor. i exit the elevator and do it all over again, one man looked like a burn victim with no face / facial feautures dressed in a firefighter / cop uniform, then exited the building. there was an uproar in the crowd as they were about to release the next set of monsters into the ring, i was devasted and screaming and ran to the elevator again, knowing that it had worked in the past, i run to exit and the elevator malfunctions and does not open, i can feel the bite of the beast, the count down.. suddenly, i dart inside and barely make the close! i find him inside there, holding me close.. hat tipped sideways i can even see his face, "hold on tight" he whispers, as he hacks the elevator, pressing every button simutaneously until we end up in another dimension, its night time and im making a run for it, almost seen, apartment complexes everywhere, its day now and im walking up a hill, i see large trucks and they make me nervous, soda trucks with bumper stickers on them, something tells me not to go that way...

Bumped into ex husband and he shaved his hair and i saw he moved his living room furniture around

I was inside of a dark building. Every minute I spent in there, it got darker. There seemed to be no way to get in this building, and no way to get out. There were no doors and no windows. There were also exit signs that weren't lit up. I tried following them to find a staircase, but there were no stairs. There seemed to be people that worked there, but you couldn't tell what they looked like. Additionally, they also whispered inaudible things as I walked or ran by. There was only one other victim, other than me. I remember bumping into him. He sounded very distraught, but he was still rational. He seemed to be on the brink of insanity. But when I talked to him, he seemed to have calmed down. He was very hungry. He kept telling me how hungry he was, and if I had found food. I told him I'd help him, but we went our separate ways. The strange thing about this place was that it was very factory-looking. There was no operating machinery, or sounds...but almost everything was made of metal or sheet metal. It looked like a hospital or a hotel. I remember there being a lot of elevators. All the ones I tried didn't work. Some of them were out of order, and others looked too terrifying to even try. Almost every single one had a mirrored ceiling. None of them worked right at all and each one got more sinister looking as I had found more and more of them. But there were no stairs. I remember specifically not trusting the elevators and wanted to find a stairway. I never did. The last elevator I tried was interesting. It could only go from floor 6 to floor 7. I had no idea what floor I was on. Be it 6 or 7. I never had a chance to reach another floor on the top or the bottom. I could only tell this elevator could go to either one, and it only had the two buttons, whereas the other elevators had several to choose from. I tried to use this elevator. It didn't work. The last thing I remember was finding a source of light. I frantically traveled through rooms to find a way out. The light looked promising but I couldn't tell if it was a window or just a hole in the wall, because the entire place was getting darker and darker and I could no longer make anything out...I only saw a light. When I tried to look through to see what was on the other side, the entire wall of that room shattered like glass and I fell out of the building. I was definitely not on a 6th or 7th floor. I was very high up and I appeared to be falling to my death. Instead of staying in the dream to see the impact, my fall was interrupted by everything turning black again. Then I heard the most realistic groan I have ever heard in my life. I don't know if it was me waking up or my unconsciousness putting that sound in my head, but it startled me awake. Even though the sound was disturbing, I was relieved to be out of that dream.

Dream starts out at home, I can't remember what the plans were for the day. I do know that the weather said it was going to be windy and rainy. Well, me Angel (son) and Mika (Daughter) decide to go into town to get some stuff from the store, and on our way home we decide to go visit Corin (sister) and Bella (neice). As soon as we get there it starts getting really windy, and me and Corin go sit on the balcony to watch the incomming storm. The kids start to freak out in the apartment about the storm so we go inside. Pretty soon the wind starts to get so bad that it is shaking the whole complex, so we turn on the news to see whats going on, and they say that a tornado is comming through. Corin and I think it would be a good idea to get out to my property as fast as possible and have everyone hide in the cellar that's under my porch. Well we get halfway there and the roads change like we are in Seattle (all twisted up and cofusing) so I can't remember how to get home. We stop to ask where we are at this gas station and they told us how to get home so we get back in my truck but Corin is driving this time. Corin is on the phone, asking someone if they are okay and, somehow we hit a big enough bump that is bounces Angel and Mika out of the window and I see them land on the side of the road through my wing mirror and I start screaming at Corin to pull over but she can't hear me because of the wind and the fact that she is on the phone. All of a sudden we are back in Bonners (home town) going down the south hill and I feel like taking the wheel and turning around myself but I dont want to hurt her and Bella. So my next thought is to open the door and jump out myself, This whole time I am hyperventilating and bawling that I can't get to my kids. Then I wake up crying, and go check on my kids and they are fine.

I had a dream that my crush was my boyfriend and he gave me delicious green and blue frosted cookies shaped like hearts and leaves in a ziploc bag. Then we went to someone's house, I'm not sure whose house it was but then we watched The Unbkeakable Kimmy Schmidt on Netfix. I fell asleep and he woke me up. This next part of my dream doesn't really make sense, but I went to this medicine store every week. And each time I went, I contemplated about whether or not I should get this pill that makes you pregnant. Part of me really wanted to take it but then I knew that my family wouldn't be too happy about it. Then I thought about just lying to them by saying that I took it on accident. Eventually I took the pill and I felt really nervous about it, and I was hoping it wouldn't work. Weeks went by and I started to notice I was getting a baby bump. Sadly, that is when I woke up.