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All of them had to do with me going to school trips and school activities that I've never been in before, in all the 3 dreams there was always Tom that didn't really talk to me (he started to talk to me more often towards the en of each dream) and for some reason I was following him around (I just saw you once there) and there was this scary dude that looked like faruk (no idea how to spell his name)but with red eyes, he was always arguing with the teachers and Inside the dream I heard that his parents were murdered. He creeped me out and he was sort of following me and where ever I went I saw him siting on a chair looking to the floor (almost every single time I saw him I was luckily beside someone and for some reason I started to walk faster every time I saw him I was scared of him). The only time I saw him and I was alone I started to run away and he started to run after me, I was so scared that I woke up (that was on the second dream I had). Each dream was a continuation of the one before I don't really remember much but what I clearly remember is going to the cafeteria and seen Aline and Lucia eating something they called "mostachio" (it was pork meat with rice in a read sauce mixed with spicy sauce and avocado)(that was at The end of the first dream) and I remember that at the end of the second dream there was this dance or something and someone was trying to make me dance with Tom.

My friend and i was on the school bus when my other friend got mad and got off and when we got to our stop it was raining so i put on my jacket and ran home. when i got home this cute boy that i like was standing out side so i when up the stairs and said excuse me in a poliet and quiet voice and then he held me hand and then i said why didn't you call me but i knew i should have called him because i had his phone number. but then my parents came outside and i hid behind a car untill they left then i ent back upstairs next to him and my friend and all of a sudden his little sister was in his arms and i said aww and he gave me his sister to hold and i said she was really cute and then my friend walked me in the house to get my phone and then she did my hair and my hair color was purple, blue and had sparkles in it

I had a dream that I was at the movies with my best friend. We were walking together by my grandparents house down this hill and we kept seeing this guy sitting outside watching us. I had to walk by there alone and I was scared passing by the man. Then all of a sudden we get to the movie theater and I was looking for a gum wrapper or something. Then my ex comes up behind me and hugs me and lays his head on my shoulder and starts telling me stuff. Then he leaves. My best friend asks me Do you still like him and I just smile.

I was in a large house filled with people I know and people I don't know. It was for a show for musicians and I wasn't sure why I was there just that I was. Everyone had already showered and I was running up and downstairs in a bikini trying to find my shampoo and soap and towel to take one too, but I couldn't find anything. I didn't even know what room I was staying in. The staircase was red carpeted and kind of swirling but not round and a little confusing. When I ran upstairs it was the girls area and I'd talk with them a little and felt they were superior than me. and I'd run downstairs trying to find my stuff again getting frustrated and downstairs was the guys. And one of the guys I know in life but I never talk to him and he tried to help a little but not much and I kept going up and down the stairs and never found any of my stuff.

Adult son is young again, traveling with me in a middle estern country. we are at a bazaar that is extremely crowed and I lose my son, he wanders off after a small dog. I begin to frantically search for him and run into a co-worker of my husbands' who tells me she will stay put and make sure my son doesn't go out that way. I prceed to searc and people are looking at me like they don't care and won't help me. I keep trying to expalin in english that my son is missing and has anyone seen a young boy; I ask about the small dog and finally a man says that there are doors without keys. I turn and see 3 doors, kick one in and see my son lying on a cot, passed out, with vomit all over him. I reach out and grab some tubing that is beside him and really pause to think if I should take this, I do and then scoop up my son and run away.

I had a dream that I was in the hospital experiencing labor. All of my family was there even my extended family. I was crying consistently because of different things. One of them being because I did not like the hospital I was set to give birth at. I felt the nurses were rude cause they didn't introduce themselves. I could also see myself as an outsider as well. In the same viewpoint as a family member. I remember receiving a phone call from an aunt to say she couldn't make it. I don't know who the father was cause there was no father present. I gave birth alone and it was sudden. No doctors or nurses were there at the time. I acted as an outsider once I have birth and walked up to the bed removed the sheets and seen a baby there attached to an umbilical cord. I grabbed him and wrapped him, I cleaned him and shook him until got a response. He was a beautiful baby boy. He was a big baby. And we all cried. Instead of remaining in bed. I was up and about with no complaints of pain or bleeding. I was so upset with the hospital I was at I. Even cried and stated that I had to be there at that particular hospital for 3 days. My family was happy and they were supportive. I was worried about stretchmarks before the birth but my stomach was nice and firm after delivery.

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