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I was at my church and I didn't know anyone that was there. It seemed to be medieval times and there was a man there named Mohinder. I immediately became friends with him and he became like a father to me, except that he was no older then 30. I ran around in circles around my church, leaping over hedges and being wild and crazy, then I cam inside a gave him a hug. I remember everything clearly. The musty smell of her shirt and the fresh clean scent of his cologne, the rough feeling of the material, and how strong and yet gentile that his arms felt when they wrapped around me, and the rumble of his chest when he spoke, asking me what I had being doing… I can even hear his soft heartbeat and feel his chin on my head One day there was a commotion at the lake outside the building. Everyone was confused and didn't know what was in the lake. I looked in and saw that it was a giant fist, I could see the ripples around the lake. One fat boy fell in and was eaten. I was scared, but then I felt Mohinder's arms around me and I was comforted. He was holding me on the shore, making sure I didn't fall in. But as the people around us started to panic, it felt like he was holding me tighter and i felt like I might fall. I broke away and ran quickly to my room, ignoring him when he called me back. I stayed in my room for hours until he came and knocked on my door. He explained that he was holding me tighter because he was afraid that the people might start to push us. and it felt like we were falling because I was panicking. I apologized and we continued with life. A while later I was in a pretty white flowered dress, sitting on two rocks that were call the keys. (The locks the the big pile of rocks with two holes in them, and they keys were the little piles that looked at if they would fit into the holes.) I was sitting and drawing and he told me I looked beautiful sitting like that. I was embarrass and I tried to get down, but he told me not to move. “No!” He said. “Just be still… you are beautiful.” It was a while later where knights came to our church. They wanted to go on a ride to check up on some villages where orcs were making trouble. Mohinder let me go with him and the knights, but some of the others were doubtful that I could be of much help and they didn't want me to come. I went anyways. ON the way there, I fell behind and was kidnapped by some slave traders. They traded me to a man who needed help with his merchants cart. I was ordered to be silent, or I would die. Mohinder came and was buying something from the merchant when he saw me, he was startled and tears came into his eyes. But he whispered. “You are beautiful.” even though I was in rags. Then he drew his sword and saved me. I think woke up.

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Its all dark again. im sitting at a long dinner table with others i dont recognize, they tell me to be quiet as a man looms over me. we're enacting a play and i didn't memorize any of my lines. the others cower, snapping at me when i say the wrong thing. i must be drunk, as i begin signing, loudly and out of key. the man is testing me, wanting me.. they warn me.. i falter, carelessly. soon, we make a move to leave, packing up our vw bus, fuming, silently.

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In one i am running to catch up with a woman .each time i get near ,i trip and fall another woman,smiling and shouting my name,comes with great alacrity and offers her hand,but when i reach to grab it,she disappears in another a female professor hand me a test although i have spent hours studying for it , i know none of the answer the professor derides me for my poor performance i watch while she relays my ignorance to the class with comic hilarity thesw dreams were not haed to understand .in fact it was just the opposite they were pellucid,and absent in my knowledge of dream interpretation.however there was one dream i could never quite construe.i bite unto an apple .dll my teeth fall out i had this dream far more than any of the others when my mother and my cousins has technically the same with my dreams

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My dream started in the woods behind my old house, the house I grew up in. I was walking beside the creek that runs through our property when a little girl came up from behind me. Her features were muddled, except her long blonde hair and hazel eyes. For some reason, I knew I needed to take her hand and walk her to someone or something, so I smiled at her and did so. As we walked, we finally saw figures on top of a small hill, all dressed in white. I immediately knew that this was where I was supposed to take the girl. I didn't recognize any of the people - there were about 6 or 7 of them - except for one: the Pope. The Pope gestured for me to take a seat beside him and I did as the others took the little girl from me. I didn't see where they took her. The Pope and I sat and ate something - I can't remember what we were eating. We didn't speak or even really look at each other. When we were done eating, I turned around and found that I'd been turned back into a child and I was standing on a staircase that led upward. I began walking up the stairs and the scenery began to change. Instead of going up into the air, I was emerging from beneath the ground right next to the front porch of the home I grew up in. I suddenly heard screaming and looked up to find that the sky had turned green. I knew immediately that a tornado was coming and that's what had people screaming. The screaming got closer and then one of my old friends from high school appeared on the porch. He fell over the railing and into the hole I'd emerged from. The stairs were gone, so I didn't know how I was going to get him out. The wind began to pick up and whistle and I knew I needed to find shelter quickly, but I couldn't bring myself to leave my friend. I found part of an arbor that had fallen down and used it to try to get my friend. Just as he grabbed the other end of the arbor, I woke up.

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I first started at my old school with some of my old friends. Then a car crash occurred and people were hurt and so my mother and I helped them. We took them back to the school, the school of which I've dreamt many times before. Then it switched over to some boy mall dorm or something, kind of like a big apartment but only for guys. I remember one of them were gay. The others weren't as so was myself. Yet in the dream we all became gay and began to have sex with each other. Then I had a dance with a small group of guys and girls.

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I am new at a school, I am a little scared as usual in a new place but its ok. However it quickly starts becoming a nightmare. First I am extremely late to class, then I misunderstand something and everybody looks at me. I start making a small group of friends. Then one day, when we are in class, the teacher leaves with a group of students and my friends stay behind. My friends downstairs pretend to be zombies to be funny except I get really scared and I try to close the door but I can't and the others dont help me because obviously they are not really zombies. Except that when I open the door they have become zombies and they are approaching. Then suddenly the teacher comes and my zombie friends have disappeared but so have my other friends. I get scared for them until suddenly this derranged lunatic girl starts to follow me and its my friend! So I run and run until I find a boy that has been eaten alive. I realize its another friend, his body parts are independent but they all search to eat. So i see a nose run-fly to me and recognize my scent so now the hand is trying to catch me. I run and run and somehow I am able to get away. I run to my parent's house and there I tell me mom to please let me read the rest of the story? because apparently what happened is part of a story and if I know the tragic end of it instead of watching-living it, I will not be as scared.

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