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I had a dream I can remember which is a rare thing. It had death in it which seldom happens in my dreams. In the dream – I sensed my dream had reference to another dream I had, but I do not remember that dream. In that other dream, like in movies, my body was clothed and in bad shape so we decide to change the body. And with some sort of magic technology, I get my face and everything back. This time, my old body is sent back to me in a plastic coffin with a USA flag on it. At first, I was surprised and sound drama. They were bringing it back to me. I said to them “I don't know what to do with it guys”. They replied "It's yours...." I instantly felt distant to the situation. I already have my new body now but I knew the dead body is mine. I did not care what was happening. I asked to open the box that now is a plastic coffin. It was warm inside it. I saw my old body. My face was pretty so I barely recognized myself. My legs were very very fine. "Yes they do good work!!! Looks so nice!" Then it was time to take the body, so we (the people bring the body and I) placed it somewhere. But even more strange, the body started to get into the position of a cat and sleep. And it was very soft, like a cat... "Yes it sleeps a lot"

It was night time and there were people gathered very rowdy and intoxicated huge Loud loud evil heavy music I've not heard before was blaring all around me along with people yelling and talking laughing and screaming at eachother and meanly hurling insults. Huge fires in fire pits and it was like some sort of wild bonfire party. But these people were not nice they were rowdy fighting screaming and all sorts of bad things were happening. They gathered around me in a big circle myself with arms tied behind my back and I was disheveled and bleeding from my nose and beat up but not crying. I remember two woman sitting on giant pair of Buffalo Horn mounted on a tall doorway we were in a hastily built structure big enough for a crowd to form the circle around me. The woman were jeering at me calling me names and then people began pushing me some spit on me tearing at my clothes. I was beligerant and caught the eye of the women they were dressed like cowgirls I remember. I remember I said how could you do this I am a woman just like you. They laughed and mocked me. I was raped by men beaten and I didn't cry or stop fighting even when they had me down and the men took turns I didn't cry. Then I was alone everything was gone I just remember miles and miles of dirt and dust blowing all around my body but I wasn't in my body anymore I was looking down at it from above. The silence was awe striking.I think I must have been dead.

I was coming back from church,there was an armed robbery attack ahead,at first dy where just stealing from people,so I reached one compound,one girl was going to church I begged her to keep my phone in their house for me,when she was about leaving again,I begged her to get the phone again let me go with it that nothing will happen,on her way going she was shot,I ran into their house not knowing that the house is the main target,I was trying to find my way into a room,unfortunately one of the robbers was trying to gain access to the same room through the back door,him and his colleagues started shooting me I ran outside looking for where to hide,I entered one compound and met some boys maybe cult boys,they started shooting back at the robbers while me I ran into the church,after the whole incident I came back and met the girl she was saying I caused it that I should have allowed her to go after keeping the phone,that she doesn't know if she will survive the shot in her stomach,so I was looking for a bikeman to take her to hospital before I know some up

I dreamt of kombucha. I started getting curious as to how kombucha gets fizzy, and a guy that I had liked but nothing ever happened with, well I wanted to ask him. I haven't talked to him in ages,k and keep thinking about it, even if I know we left on good terms and that I'm just wondering something fundamentally stupid. But anyway, I started asking everyone about the kombucha, and they all thought I was dumb, so I worked up the nerve to text him, and he replied about some acidic thing that I eventually understood. I kept going in and out of rooms, and it felt like his lack of attraction to me physically hurt, like I was physically in pain from him not understanding that I just wanted him to kjiss me. I told him that, I asked him if he wanted it too, and I honestly can only remember that this was because my best friend did it. Actrually she texted him that he tried to kiss me and I wasn't sure he was into it, and so he shouldn['t try again (even though I wanted him to desperately), and so I texted him that and he replied, he was kind about it, but then I saw one of my best friends cheating on her boyfriend (although they had broken up) with him, and it was quite strange but yeah.

My dream had a scary or ominous feeling. In the dream I was losing my voice so I couldn’t really speak often. my husband and i had a miscarriage and my parents found this weird door that lead under the house after I had said something about the room giving me the creeps and something was off about it. Well after we had moved from that room my husband started acting distant and weird after losing a baby, well the room the nursery was going to be started having weird things happen to it and same things, my dad moved a bunch of stuff and discovered a weird door leading under the house. So he moved everything from it and opened it to figure out what it was for, etc. well while he and my mom were looking at something this creepy kid or something came out and started attacking me or basically killing me but I could barely talk because I was losing my voice so I was saying help over and over again trying to push my voice out, then i woke up still saying help.

The dream starts with me as a cameraman. I’m recording this narrow hallway, but I’m standing where there should be a wall. There is a mirror at the right end of the hallway, and it’s reflecting the hallway, but it’s dark. Even though the hallway is filled with light, you can see very clearly. And there are three girls standing in front of the mirror, but it’s not showing their reflections. They’re just standing there, heads angled down, and still as statues. Out of the corner of my eye, I see a shadow move in the mirror. As I watch, a woman walks up to the mirror from the inside. She’s wearing a white nightgown and has long black hair covering her face. I suddenly hear something along the lines of, “Don’t pan over the camera.” I don’t know if someone said that to me, or if I thought it inside the dream. Even though I don’t want to pan over the camera, I start doing that. As I pan over, I see the woman at the other end of the hallway. She suddenly sprints toward me, and then a jumpscare appears right in my face. It looks transparent, so I can still see everything happening behind this face. It’s of a person with huge eyes and a mouth full of shark-like teeth. I know that I dreamt something else in between this, but I can’t remember what it was. Then everything that I just wrote happened again, in exactly the same way.

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