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I dreamt i was coming home and my apartment was being robbed. there was 2 of them. one was outside looking out while the other robbed my place. I recall hiding from both of them outside behind cars trying to sneak to get the license plate that they were placing my stolen goods in while trying to call 911. I guess one of the robbers notice and started a foot chase with me with a gun shooting at me. eventually the police came but in a stare irony the some of the cops where involved. I don't know where I got the gun but I recall shooting the theif that starting shooting at me to begin with. the dream ended me telling my girlfriend about the incident and she didn't believe me. I remember trying to show her the calls to 911 but she decline and I began crying and woke up crying. also what does it mean to always wake up crying from dreams. please help

My husband and I were driving our saturn car into a underground parking garage. There are two semi trucks infront of us parked on the road ans a third seems to be losing control and slides off the road into a buliding. We pass the truck that crashed while slowing down on the off ramp for the garage. We notice a police car parked on the side of the road who saw everything as well. Then a semi truck behind us begins to slide towarda us so my husband puts our car into reverse and tries to move out of the way but the truck that crashed suddenly begins to reverse out of the buliding towarda us. It was slow motion and I was sitting in the passenger seat and the semi begins to crush our car while we are inside. I remember grabbing my husbands hand as the roof caved in.

I don't remember much, but I do recall that I was sitting in a restaurant with Carolyn, my TA from my queer theory course. It's fuzzy, but I feel like we were talking, laughing, drinking red wine. All of a sudden our conversation seemed to turn serious. Then, out of nowhere we're outside, walking with my professor behind the two of us. My arm is around Carolyn (either affectionately or because she is cold) and we start talking about snow. Everything around us is stark white--the houses, the mailboxes, covered in snow. So, I reach down to make a snowball to throw at her, and the snow, which was once soft-looking, turns out to be hard packing-snow. I try to make a snowball, but I can't, instead grabbing a huge chunk of snow that looks like an anvil, and just stare at it for some time before making a snowball and throwing at her. Meanwhile, she's running away from the snow, laughing, screeching, and the snow ball just seems to follow her into oblivion, ever moving on a straight line.

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