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I was meeting up with friends at a fancy hotel where a family friend had booked us a room to stay for a couple of months. I was out looking for a dress in case the one that I already had wasn't going to be a good enough. I was looking for a dress for a dance that was going on later that night. While I was looking in a store with my mom and sister, I asked how much a bright red shirt was and the man flipped out on me and chased me around store. I hid in the dressing room while I waited for him to go away and then I ran out. The next thing was that I was back at the hotel room and ran into my friend mike who was studying for a test. while I was talking to him about it, I was swirling around on this bar stool until I almost fell off but Mike caught me. We disturbed an older gentleman who was standing near by. As I was eating some pasta, I asked Mike if he was staying at the hotel and he said he was and I asked what floor, since we were staying on the fourth. The fourth floor was the most expensive luxury apartment rooms. He said the fourth, and I asked how he was able to get a room like that. He also had a friend paying for the room. He picked me up and flipped me around, almost letting me hit the floor. Then my dream jumps to all of my friends and I in an SUV driving down a freeway in the second to right lane. On our left we passed a white cop car and I realize we are good we were only doing 70. Just then a silver little sports car with a sun roof zooms past us and I thought the cop car should catch them. All of a sudden I tell my friend to stop and pull over. I saw a person walking on the freeway, then another SUV tipped over and there were 4 bodies laid out on the freeway right in front of us where we stopped. I got up and yelled at the the man who was first walking across the freeway, "Why would you want to hang yourself out of the sunroof on the freeway? Don't you see you hurt this poor family now?" He said he did it for fun and then ran off. I noticed all these cars rushing towards the family who was laid out on the pavement still. I went to try to help and I saw a truck slam on his breaks and put on his hazards as he soon got slammed into. I was along the wall on the freeway thinking about going out into the lanes to wave my hands, and then I realized that I had to drag the people off the freeway because the cars weren't going to stop. I convinced my friends to help me move the family off the freeway. The cops showed up and as I was telling them the story of what happened, I started feeling pain in my hands and feet. I then realized that I was swelling up. I thought it had to do with something with the car crash. It was swelling so fast it hurt and the cops could see how much pain I was in. One of them sliced my foot and a lot of liquid came out. Then she sliced my hand and water then puss, then a small piece of pasta came out. She smelt it and asked if I had pasta earlier. I told her I had, but I eat pasta all the time. She said that some times pasta at fancy places make theirs from scratch and they make them with lavender. I told her I was indeed allergic to lavender. They got me an ambulance and then I woke up.

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I had a dream last night. I was on board a commercial flight with friends from my previous holiday (we never used planes on that holiday I may add). There were two simultaneous flights. We were on board one aeroplane and another, headed to the same destination was flying slightly ahead of us. From the window I occasionally caught a glimpse of the other plane. At the time of the crash, we were passing over some very tropical and beautiful scene below; there were many locals, possibly African, sailing in tiny boats and fishing and generally bustling around on the coast. As I looked from the window I could see a vast plethora of coloured sails, umbrellas and people wearing fantastically coloured clothes. It was beautiful. Shortly after, a message came over the speaker system that we would be dropping altitude dramatically, in order to overtake the other plane, as our pilot thought they were travelling too slowly and the best way for us to pick up speed in order to pass the plane was to manage a controlled drop from altitude whilst turning. All the passengers and I had full confidence in the pilot and suffered no anxiety. As we lowered towards the beautiful coastal scene I was amazed by the perfect curvature of the earth that I could see, the sea seemed to bend on the horizon. I spoke to my friend next to me, a passenger called Pete from Singapore. He told me much about the locals below and I admired his knowledge, however the details of this conversation escape me. Soon after, another message came over the intercom, it was the pilot. He was very happy, almost boastful, about how well he had done in passing the other plane, and that now we could continue with great speed on to our destination (I don’t actually know where we were headed). The pilot then added that he was now going to regain the appropriate altitude for the flight and therefore a dramatic climb was imminent. The nose of the plane rose to an almost vertical ascent. So much so that I adjusted myself on my seat so that my backside as, in fact, on the headrest of my chair. Other people stayed as they were, seated as though they were in the carriage of a climbing rollercoaster. This is a thought which occurred to me in the dream, it actually felt like we were on a rollercoaster. Despite this everybody was calm. I had a mild disquiet in my stomach however and my trust in the pilot had diminished somewhat. I saw him as an arrogant show-off, was any of this necessary? A short while later, the plane began to stall and fall from the sky. We crashed into the ocean not far from the coast. Things went black for a short moment and there was the feeling of a powerful impact. When vision was restored however, everyone around me was fine, except I had a terrible dread feeling that people somewhere must have lost their lives, and that myself and my neighbours were very lucky to be unharmed. We all quite calmly unbuckled ourselves from the seats and proceeded to force open the door and slide down the escape chutes in a very orderly fashion. We were introduced to the warm tropical ocean for the first time. I paused at the exit and was surprised to see everybody wearing life jackets. I asked the stewardess where they were kept and she claimed not to know. I checked under my seat and found nothing. Nevertheless, I slid down into the sea. The water was warm and calm; the plane wreckage seemed to disappear instantly. Me and my friends swam calmly towards the shore. That beautiful and colourful scene. We were met part way by local fisherman similarly swimming in the water. They had the look of aboriginal or tribal denizens yet were polite and spoke good English, we exchanged greetings and nothing more as we headed to the beach. Upon reaching the sandy shore I remember seeing coins buried under a light covering of sand. I bent down and inspected further. I discovered that the coins were English pennies, all different types. Upon this discovery I was filled with a terrible feeling that the second plane had crashed too, and that must be how these coins arrived upon the beach. I felt, or feared that, everybody on the second plane had died in the crash. It was at this moment that I woke up.

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