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I have dreamed that I was going to the school middle school to go and get some soup that someone had left for me and I got lost in the new elementary school so I had to get instructions on how to get there and the old high school secretary was it anyways she led me through some hallways through the new school to the cafeteria. It was full of children eating food, It felt weird because i thought all the kids were staring at "the older kid in elementary school". She took me into the back where everyone had their coats on hooks.into the back to give me A 6-pack beer container that only had 3 beers in it and some of the soup that I was looking for then she took me into or she followed me into the parking lot where she lit up a smoke in the lot for a minute as I put the stuff in the car, it was nighttime at this point and I guess now she ran Off because the Post Office guy drove by and I guess in my brain because he works for the government and she does to you like she didn't want to get caught outside so she ran away and then all these people start showing up that I knew from a long time ago starting with one person then Rachael the girl from my science class, whom of which I gave a half hug with my left arm. Her arms were full so it was kinda like my head get pushed into her left shoulder. She was wearing a blue fluffy jacket. I asked Rachel how come she always shows up randomly in my life. and there was Britney Watson or maybe a 3 palms kid and we were all sitting in these chairs in a big circle outside in there was one other girl that I knew by can't remember exactly what her name was and is other people are too but I can't remember and then it was a pretty good conversation nice positive. It felt like they all came just for me, though I simply sat and listened to what they had to say. Just typical group chatter of highschool kids. and then it's switch to me be in the shower and I was talking to chef Gordon Ramsay about over hard eggs he waa trying to smack me because the term overhard was not acceptable, the shower curtain got all messed up, I was thinking how it needed to be fixed. Standing there naked In front of Gordon Ramsey in my trailer park shower didnt bother me I. The slightest, but I thought about how it should of and then he got Duke splaining how it needs to be soft and moist and not over hard, I actually pictured what he was describing quite well, I remember thinking he was absolutely right, hard chaukly over cooked eggs are the worst and I was like it's just a preference but we are actually talking about eggs Benedict and I agreed with them that they shouldn't be hard for eggs Benedict but really we were just arguing about words and definitions.

In a function type room with pews, you sat up the front which looked like the front of a ship. Alex and Rory were there. They were saying goodbye to you as you were going on an adventure. The people sitting in pews looked like a congregation, cheering and crying for you. Rory sat in front of you and was opening an ice cream packet, you opened one and gave it to him and he did the same. It wasn't ice cream, they were fish on a stick, covered in chocolate. You and Rory hugged and then you had a gold knuckle sign that said BAD MOTHER pointed straight at me, you were laughing and didn't look at me at all. My sisters Tanya and Rachael were there. Tanya wanted to be seen so she grabbed a large white box and stood on a woman's head, then the box so she could feel seen. I climbed up the pew a bit, stretching my arms out to feel free. I felt sad. All the books were dropped all over the floor and I walked away. Jemma met me at the door and we gave each other a hug and I told her I loved her. Then she said she had never loved anyone properly her whole life. I felt said and glassy eyed again and said "I have" and started walking. We then stopped and I started to cry. "I would travel around the world twice, just to find him" I said. Two hands swept over my eyes, but just before that happened I saw Jemma smile at something behind her. The hands felt large and so did the frame standing behind me. I knew it was him, I know his hands and the feel of them on my skin. Heart pounding, I slowly turned around... Then I woke up.

Hello! My name is Hannah. I am 15, and I live in Pennsylvainia, US. A few months ago I had a strange dream and I'm having trouble figuring it out. Before I tell you my dream, you should know that I have an Instagram. Which means that I have friends from other parts of the world. I really only have 2 permanent bestfriends from the internet; Rachael and Gio. The others just come and go. I've known both Gio and Rachael for the same amount of time (10 months) -no they're not stalkers. Kinda hard to hide that for 10 months everyday,and we've skyped-. Anyways, my dream goes like this... My family (mom, dad, brother, sister, and me) went on a vacation to Pureto Rico. We had a little condo there. So, I was making my bed beside the window, and I was getting really excited, and I was changing in front of the window... which is weird because I was doing it on purpose. Anywho... 5 minutes later Gio walks by... and I shout down from the balcony. (It sorta reminded me of Romeo and Juliet), and we meet, but I wasn't nervous or anything. You see I have anxiety, which means I worry about little things like meeting people. But, it was like it was all gone. But anyways he took me to meet his family and they were nicer than he mentioned. You learn a lot in 10 months... And they did tribal dances as well... but the thing is... he lives in New Jersey. He has mentioned that he was Purteo Rican. But his house was like a small white shaq. I seriously have no idea what to think about this dream. Please help.

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