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I am walking into a very large kitchen like in an old war camp or something. Then i guess im walking with a little house on the prairie character. weird right? any ways this little boy whos like ten likes this little girl in the kitchen, also about ten. now she wants to show us the ice cream selection. again weird!!! so we go look and there are like 40 different tubs full of different kinds of ice cream on a counter layout type thing and one is missing. where it was supposed to be was this big hole in the layout. the little girl reaches in and is pulled into the hole. now in horror movies you know how they have the shower scene where its all fogged up and then you see the hands and face come up and freak you out, well thats what happened. she was behind the now somehow empty ice cream tubs. then somehow i figure out that shes like pure evil and shes trying to lure this little boy into her creeptastic little lair and eat him alive or something, so i try to get him out but he doesnt believe me that shes bad and doesnt want to go. then i finally realize that im dreaming and try really hard to wake myself up.

I was playing a game of football. I lost the aid yet still went on to score three goals without any help. I managed to push past two or three players in order to score the goals. We were loosing the match so my goals meant that we were barely winning. Yet then my brother and two other players went down injured. I rushed over to my brother from the sideline. He asked if anyone else was getting sick before turning over and getting sick himself. On seeing this I tried to persuade him not to play on yet he kept going. I felt like I was going to vomit then but I kept going. My friend scored a goal but the referee said it wasn't allowed. I got a free but there was trees blocking my view and I couldn't see where I was aiming. Suddenly the ball turned into a jumper. I complained to the people in charge but the didn't listen to me. I tried to hit it anyway, it went really high, I caught it and kicked it into the net, scoring a goal. Everyone saw the goal but the officials wouldn't allow it because they said it hit off my dad so it didn't count. Then I woke up.

I feel like I was somebody else in this dream, because I called some lady my mother but I have never seen her before in my life. And this girl that had a romantic interest with me was either my best friend or my "dream sister" (I've never seen her before in my life either), but either way she was really close to me. Anyway, so I'm a co-host of some event, where we are entertaining strangers, serving cotton candy and whatnot... Feels like an outdoor mini-carnival in the middle of nowhere. Just me and this "sister", though, no mother yet. We are talking to strangers. There's a little girl, her family. Looks like her older brother maybe, and a dog. Have a (disgustingly pleasant) feeling that something evil is about to happen. Time passes, events blur... We are murdering the strangers. Bodies lay on the ground and my hands are bloody. The dog is dead and unidentifiable members of the family are strewn about. The little girl is still alive but has sickening injuries that my "dream friend/sister" caused with a shovel. She is screaming. I try talking to my friend/sister but the screaming is too loud, so she just ends her life while I momentarily look away. I feel no remorse or pain or disgust, and I note that in my dream. On my way from the massacre, I pocket some cash I think I got from the dead people, and this black guy sees me do it. He gives me shit about not having my cash out around a black guy in public, saying "you probably think I'll steal it" and other meaningless accusations. I purposely goad him into becoming violent (I forget how) and then I draw out a pistol and shoot him. He dies and I feel good. I meet a young man, late teens/early twenties, and his mother. I predict his death. He is stubborn and arrogant and I just have this feeling that he will die soon. Then I pull my friend/sister aside because I want to ask her about the sick shit we did today. And whether or not I'll go to Heaven. I wanted to ask her why I didn't feel any guilt or remorse when that bloodied up little girl was screaming for her life. Events blur again; the woman in my dreams that is called "mother" (the woman I don't know) gets off work, comes home and seduces me. I was aroused at the thought of more murder, and of sex with these two women whom I don't know but in my dream they were either family or close friends and knew of what I did. I didn't feel any guilt and wanted to do it all again. Incest

, I must confess to two very spfcieic blocks/fears that I have in making my dreams public domain:1. I consider dreams to be a part of our sacred self, as much, and often more so, than our mundane selves, and I feel especially vulnerable to share them with a public forum of\'strangers\' Rather than an intimate group of friends 2. I intend to use the content of my dreams for published works in the future, and have concerns about the content being shared or used by others without my permission Any thoughts you have will be much appreciated.Thanks and blessings for a joyful and prosperous 2012!JM

, I must confess to two very spfcieic blocks/fears that I have in making my dreams public domain:1. I consider dreams to be a part of our sacred self, as much, and often more so, than our mundane selves, and I feel especially vulnerable to share them with a public forum of'strangers' Rather than an intimate group of friends 2. I intend to use the content of my dreams for published works in the future, and have concerns about the content being shared or used by others without my permission Any thoughts you have will be much appreciated.Thanks and blessings for a joyful and prosperous 2012!JM

This guy is so right Doing all these things to try to get some one back and then not geinttg any sense of attention from the girl you have feelings for hurts like hell. Iv been feeling like crap for months ever since we broke up now Im just counting down more days. people always say i wish i had a somoeone that listens to me and supports me and when that happens what. They tell you they love u, bring your hopes up and leave . love a conspiracy is all it is just another conspiracy.

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