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There is an alley full of shops

There is an alley full of shops of goldsmiths and workers. Next to that is a vertical mine, about the width of a pipe. It's full of star and heart shaped sand and dust. I end up at the entrance and enter for n apparent reason. I squeeze in, it's very dark and narrow and it feels like I can't breath anymore. My throat dries up completely. There is sand and rocks all around me, yet still I try to traverse that narrow, suffocating tunnel by crawling. Then the air gets so thin and I can't breathe. But still I manage to get to relatively open space, and I breathe in all the dust. I choke. But then I see a crevice in front of me with a natural magnetic stone because priceless coins are sticking to it. I pick up some of these coins and somehow manage to get out, I don't know how. Once I get out, I'm out of breath but well enough. I can see a hill behind me, and a very small hole. That's where I came out from, I think to myself. I get up and start walking back home, but I meet up with a family member on my way back. They ask me if I'm doing well. I just hold up my hands and tell them that I got them stars. Because the star shaped sand from inside in sticking to my palms. They get very happy and ask me where I always got it from. I just smile and then I faint, ending up back home. Then I wake up distressed

I was in a shopping mall with

I was in a shopping mall with my identical twin sister Grace and one of my friends, Emily. I was four and half months pregnant but I wasn't showing. I had no baby bump or anything. We went to a new shop on the top floor and began to talk to the woman there. The shop was a teaching nursery and I told the woman that I wanted to learn how to care for my baby when it arrived. She made my sister and friend go away and sat me at a two person table with her. She asked me about why I wanted to learn how to look after my baby and if I was happy being pregnant. I was very happy being pregnant but I told her that I didn't have a boyfriend and I had never had sex, she told me it was normal and that my baby would be fine. She asked me if I was guilty about being pregnant at fifteen, I said no and she said that was a good thing. Then we went on a walk around the shopping mall. She gave me a book to write in and asked me all to write down all of the things I wanted to learn but she said I needed a pen to write with so she'd buy me one from W H Smiths but we couldn't find the shop. We walked to the bottom floor of the shopping mall and met a boy from school and his girlfriend who kicked the wall and it lit up a map of the shopping mall so we could see where the shop was. I'd been to the shopping mall in a previous dream and began to remember where the shop was. In stead of going to the shop we went back to the baby shop and it turned into a nursery which I decorated and then I grew a baby bump and rubbed it.

’m walking through Exeter at the bottom

’m walking through Exeter at the bottom of South Street and just everything burning and collapsing around me, I start walking up towards the High Street, the fires are becoming more intense but I still cannot feel them. The further to the end of the street I get I’m beginning to wonder why no one is attempting to stop these fires, but I press on. I head towards Rougemont Park because its highest of Exeter that I can think of and its all grass anyway so that can’t be burning so as i reach Rougemont its locked up and barred so I head back to the centre of town, as I begin to reach the High Street I see someone walking among the burning arches near what was Whsmiths, as I shout for them to get away from it as it may collapse at any second they ignore me, so I run over to get them but it almost seems to take an eternity to reach it. As I reach them I cannot work out there face through all the smoke, then the ceiling collapses on us they whisper that we’re free