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I am in a large, turn of the century house. I wander through it, looking for someone, but I can't remember who - or who owns the house. The dream is vivid. I can hear chickens, smell dust and mustiness in rarely used spaces, I can pick up and examine objects (many of which I remember from somewhere. These things are detailed, often personal, lovely but I can't remember who they belong to or if they might have been mine at that time somehow), I can feel the heat of the fire in the stove and delight at using the water pump in the summer kitchen. It all feels familiar as I search the house up to the attic and then down (very steep, narrow stairs to that attic!) When I get to the cellar door in the kitchen, I start to feel foreboding - but compelled to keep searching. As I go down the stairs to the cellar, I can identify the coal shed door, on old cast iron heater of some kind and another door. I look through the cellar, open the door to the coal shed and then approach the other door. It is identifiably different or out of place but I can't pin down exactly how it is different or what makes it out of place. I do "know" that I am strongly compelled to open it - and too terrified to. Extreme dread and foreboding when I reach for that doorknob usually wake me - sometimmes screaming. I have wakened my family peiodically through my life with this. I can't remember the first time I had the dream but I've had it throughout my life. It tends to leave me very nervous and unsettled, sometimes for days.

I was all alone at a themepark in another close country, but then I got lost and couldn't get back home before the time on my ticket ran out. I didn't have any money so I wandered around and then found a school, it was night time and there were people there. I didn't know anyone but they spoke the same language as me. I pretended that I went to that school and the teahers believed I was new. I made friends really quick and then a long while later one of my newly found friends helped me home.

So I used to have a 20x15 above ground pool at my dads that we built a deck around from the back porch of the house so it was easy access. But in my dream it was underground and inside the garage for some reason. And the whole time there's just a bunch of random people I don't know swimming and we're all having a good time. Some people made a human pyramid in the pool and others kept pushing them down. Then all of a sudden the pool filled with like dirt where you couldn't see the bottom anymore and someone is screaming that there is a 6 year old missing so I started to freak out because I was almost certain the kid drowned and it was too late cause he/she was missing for a while. So I ran to find my dad to make him drain the pool and he was taking forever to get out there. He wasn't taking it seriously at all. I was the only one who was. When I ran back out to the pool my dad and stepmom were already there casually draining the pool and the dirt cleared out and I saw the kid. And my stepmom very casually said "it's Skylar". (Skylar is my bio sister) Like wasn't worried or anything that she is stuck at the bottom of the pool. But for some reason. My sister was only 6. It was the 6 year old version of her and she just turned 19 this year. It didn't make sense to me at all cause I was still 21. So I tried jumpin in the pool to grab her but all of a sudden I was 8 again and I couldn't make it to the bottom because it was 12ft deep. And that was before I could reach it... right after I jumped in and couldn’t reach her I woke up

Okay... So I was very freaked out by this dream. I'm not depressed... At least I don't think so... But in my dream i was in a white room with no furniture or doors I couldn't actually see the walls but i could tell it was a huge room. I was standing there pointing a gun at my head and I kept pulling the trigger but it never fired. Yet the sound of a gun was loud in my head even though it was also silent (Idk if that even made sense) this goes on for ages. just me repeatedly pulling the trigger with the gun pointed to my head. my eyes looked so lifeless like they were made of glass. Then after a while I stop and I just stand there... for what seems like hours I'm just staring at nothing. Then I slowly point the gun so that it looks like its aimed in front of me and I shoot. then everything goes black. I woke up this morning with the most intense headache... like i had been shot

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