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I don't remember the start nor much

I don't remember the start nor much of the dream. Only that there were two sides of a war/conflict. I wasn't human, think I was immortal, and there were two other immortals on the human side with me. And well, I know I said immortal, but I think they found a way to kill us or maybe only people our kind can kill us? Don't know. But the three of us fought with the humans. And the immortal made other imortlsal doll beings that the humans could control. But the other immortal who fought died. So I went to see the girl, cause I've never meet her. Upon meeting her I found out she was neither immortal and couldn't make those dolls. He did it for her. She did this cause she wasn't valuable and wanted protection, she was just human. So I decided to keep making them on her behalf. It made her really happy. But I don't think the dream got a happy end. The dream had a sad element to it. Before I went to sleep I saw "to your eternity", probably affected my dream.

I was looking for a guy I

I was looking for a guy I have feelings for and I found him in a place that looked like a basement and I went up to him and as soon as we were together a girl came out of nowhere trying to fight claiming he was her boyfriend and i should leave him alone the girl left and we went out to talk a walk he was hugging me from behind while were walking and I felt safe in his arms and I told him this in the dream and a lot more like the fact that I want to feel love and protection and I don't want to fight others for his affection and he promised I won't we walked back and we met a lady who quizzed us our answers for the quiz were the same we continued walking

I'm walking along an entry road leading

I'm walking along an entry road leading to a large graveled drive of a disused farm. The main house appears to be in good condition unlike the nearby wooden barn which is in such disrepair that the horizontal beams forming the walls have deteriorated and fallen apart leaving big holes. As I'm standing on the doorstep of the main building I look over my right shoulder to find my ever positive friend applying a new coat of wood protection despite the condition of the barn itself. I see her efforts as wasted as she'd need to rebuild the barn anyway. Behind the barn is a small bare earth area with three cages used as animal pens. Their size resembles the fit of a person standing up although not quite tall enough. Their doors are left open and the flooring is covered by a soft layer of straw. Realizing I'm walking barefoot and the straw looking warm and soft I consider stepping inside one but change my mind upon seeing small pellets of animal excrement inside.

Despite inheriting a team $16 million over

Despite inheriting a team $16 million over the NFL salary cap two seasons ago, Gettleman has found a way to limit spending while keeping the team competitive. That has meant cutting some popular players, including the team's all-time leader receiver Steve Smith and all-time leading rusher DeAngelo Williams, and signing low-cost free agents. "I told him just to hold on to it, put that play in the rearview mirror and continue to play hard," Williams said. "And he did." Wilson was forced to be an escape artist as Seattle's offensive line continued to struggle with protection. Wilson threw for 287 yards and rushed for another 40 yards, but was sacked six times. Wilson's most memorable play was spinning free of two near sacks and finding Kearse for 34 yards in the second quarter, and then hitting Doug Baldwin on a 24-yard TD on the next play. His mother and grandmother were in attendance and he took pictures with each of the honorees, many of them thanking him for his work with his foundation while raising awareness for breast cancer. As for the Jaguars, "Get some ice on the arm of Blake Bortles," the Dallas Morning News' Rick Gosselin said. "Quarterbacks have thrown 50 passes in a dozen games this season and only Bortles has done it twice."

"We've got enough guys hungry and at

"We've got enough guys hungry and at a place in their career where nobody's relaxing," Whitworth said. "It just worked out well," assistant general manager Eric DeCosta said. "It was a low snap and the protection was poor," Payton said. "We put Swell Flaske ourselves in position to win the game. Honestly, we have to be able to function there." All that, plus Mitchell will be reunited with his family after 15 grueling, sequestered weeks of training. If the Seattle Seahawks line up Sherman in the slot again on Sunday night against Green Bay, one of the best defensive backs in the league might face one of the top slot receivers in the game in the Packers' Randall Cobb.

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The dream started at my house. My

The dream started at my house. My brother and I were home alone. Then these black vans surrounded our house. I remember being told to "watch out for black vans." I try to get my brother up, saying we have to hide, but he didn't believe me. As one of them walked up to the house, I slammed the door shut and locked it. Sometimes we leave our front door open for fresh air. After I did that, they left us alone for a while, but they were still watching us, watching our every move. I tried to call my mom, or 911, but I guess the men did something to our service too. So we hid and waited. Then I got the bright idea (why, dream me, why) of trying to run to the neighbors house and ask for help. My brother and I took the back door out, but the men were still encircled around the house. They got a hold of me, my brother escaped. They took me to this abandoned, overpopulated house that was in terrible shape. It was in the middle of downtown San Diego, I'm surprised no one saw it. By overpopulated I mean it was filled with other kids I knew, who were also all abducted. We were allowed to roam freely around the house, we just had two unofficial rules to live by. 1: Don't try to escape. 2: DON'T anger The King. We also had these weird tracker collars. They would send signals to The King, and he'd send his little men in black vans to go and kill us, and the black van men were everywhere in the outside world. Who is The King? He's the head honcho, the big kahuna of that house. No one knows who he is, or his motives. In fact, no one knew why we were taken here. Nothing bad was happening (yet), but we knew something sinister was brewing underneath. We were scared shitless. One day, The King revealed himself. He was a short, squatty man, but had the face of a sour lemon. He had a sword tucked in its sheath in his belt loop. He didn't announce him as The King, we just all kind of figured, since he looked way way older than the rest of us. He would just walk around the house, as if he was on patrol. If he didn't like the way you look, he'd kill you. If you attempted to kill him (many did), he'd make sure you die the most brutal death. He was terrifying. I avoided him at all costs. What I saw from him was unfathomable. A transgender boy was having a mental breakdown and wasn't in the right mind. He confronted The King, pleading on his knees that he'd let him go. The King looked down at the boy. "You want to be a boy right?" The kid looked up, a little taken back by this comment. "What does that have to do with anything!?" The kid responded with, getting more frustrated and angry. "I'll help you pass better as a boy." The King grabbed him by his fluffy, pretty-long-for-a-boy hair, and scalped him with his sword. Like, he cut off his hair, and scalp, so all you could see was his brain. He fell over dead. The King did all of this with such a deadpan face. He turned to the boy's body, spat on it, and muttered, "Tranny pig." Everyone watching, and there was a lot of them, turned away once The King turned to walk away. This man was a monster. I saw a lot of kids I knew there, who were from school, dance, the neighborhood, etc. I saw a girl I knew from school and cheer leading on the verge of death, anothr cheerleading classmate, who was also her best friend, cradling her, crying. The King shot the dying one in the thigh, because she tried to escape, leaving her to die slowly. It was pretty merciful, compared to the other methods of punishment. This broke my heart. The two most popular and joyous girls I knew were at utmost despair. Throughout the dream, I could only think about my parents and my brother. Flash forward to another day, I'm walking around the house, like usual, with the rest of the "herd" of abducted children, and I meet up with that one girl who was cradling and crying over her dying best friend. We talked a little, she's very damaged because of what happened to her best friend. She tells me we need to escape. That her friend's death cannot be in vain. I'm very reluctant, but I'm pretty fast on my feet. I agree. We climb over the wall, and run a couple meters from the house. I look back, and I understand why no one sees the kids, or anything that's occurring in that house. There's some sort of protection field that makes it still look like its abandoned from the outside. The sirens go off. Green lazor lights are everywhere. Those represent the locations of the Black Van Men. We make it as far as the freeway. We try to remove the collars but we can't. Then I wake up.

I was first at my drama performance,

I was first at my drama performance, doing gymnastics in a small gymnastics area with some younger girls. I then was transported to a dark tunnel with my ex-boyfriend and a young girl who I don't clearly remember. We had to climb up the tunnel into a scary room and get something, I forget what, something for drama, and go back down the tunnel. A woman in a black dress was watching us. Here's the big part of the dream. We were in the performance, and me and my best friend were standing next to each other. This all happened after we got snacks and everything. Suddenly, my crush, who was dancing, leapt past, and winked at me, I smiled. Then, we were outside at an after party. My best friend and I saw my crush in soccer shorts and she told me to run, so we ran to a playground. There was a chunky boy there who is also in our drama, and he was hanging with us when we ran into a bee hive and upset a swarm of bees. I grabbed the boy and my friend and pulled them to a small pond for safety from the bees. I led some others to safety until I saw my crush. He'd fainted from bee stings. I ran out and tried to pull him to the pond, being stung by bees in the process. He was too heavy, so I just laid on top of him for protection. An older dude grabbed my crush and I stumbled into the pond. My crush was okay, he'd just fainted. That's when I woke up, what does this mean? Will we get together?