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Starts out me reliving the events of the day that my little brother died from the phone call I got from my parents,to me calling family and friends to let them know about Seans death, then my dream takes me n my wife to a hospital where my mother is hooked up to machines and is dying but my mother is alive and well in real life. Then my dream focus on my dad in the dream he just says to me and mom and my wife I can't watch you die I'm sorry I'm leaving mom yells at him calls him a coward then says a prayer while holding me and my wifes hands says she is ready to go and is happy to be reunited with my brother Sean she then flat lines and passes on then my wife and I drive to my parents home to tell dad mom has died but we find dad on the dock with a self inflicted wound to the head he committed suicide then I wake up

I was sitting in a bar and there were very expensive whiskey bottles on the shelves. Two of my friends walked in and shot a spitball at me, but he missed and hit the shelf, sending a million dollars worth of whiskey shattered on the floor. Then a woman (who looked like my Chemistry teacher) ran by with a glowing stick in her hand. She ran by again and I asked her what she was doing. She then walked up and killed both my friends, making me extremely emotional. She then took me through the memories of a little boy, including his baseball games. Then, she took me to a white room where a convicted rapist was being held. The convicted rapist was apparently the grandfather of the little boy with the memories. The woman began reading the memories to the old man. She told me she had to do this everyday. The old man then motioned me over to a piano and we played a song together. (I have no idea how to play the piano, but I did perfectly in this.) Then, the woman asked the old man how he felt about his son. The old man said nothing. The woman then asked the old man how he felt about his grandson. The man said he wished his grandson was his son. The woman then turned to me and told me to "Solve the mystery" or something very vague like that. When I made the assumption the grandfather attacked the little boy, the woman locked me in a dark room with a purple door. She told me I wouldn't be able to get out until I solved the puzzle. I screamed for her to let me out, but she refused. Then I woke up mid scream.

During holidays and summers, I work at a jewelry store in my hometown. I work primarily with Pandora brand jewelry. The set-up of the store seemed normal and realistic. We were all working open to close because there was a promotion that weekend. I remember looking and seeing a huge line of people waiting to be helped; the line weaved around the whole store and out the door. All the employees were busy helping people and it seemed as if everything was moving faster than normal time. Every time it was my turn to help a customer, someone either had me do something to help them, or they stole my customer, making it so I was never able to help a customer. This was very frustrating to me because we work off commission. I remember thinking, “I need this money because I have so many bills to pay with schools. They (my fellow employees) should know this and let me work.” I remember seeing my grandma leaving the store and was mad because she did not wait for me to help her. She just replied that I was busy with other things and she did not feel like waiting for me to finish.

I had a dream that i was a teenager and we had just left a abusive situation 11 months ago. She started dated men at six months and she had dated 3 guys. She broke up with the 3 guy and she started dating some new guy the next day. She brought him to our apartment building and i screamed at the top of my lungs that she was not supposed to let me meet her new boyfriend s. I went in the elevaor and started crying. Two girls stated talking to me and i befriended them. I got off the elevator and went back to my apartment. When i got back and my friend accross the hall neededme for something. I said i would and i needed to do something. I went into my apartment and had push pins stuck in my arm. and when i took them out it did not hurt but i still bled and marks that made it look like i was cutting came up on my arm. then i woke up

I'm at the dance rectal doing a hip hop dance on the stage when all of a sudden someone comes up behind me they hit my head on the rail at the end of the stage and then push my off the stage and onto the ground, my head hurts so bad I can barely stand it. A friend comes and picks me up and brings me out to the front foyer and lies me on the empty table in the middle of the room. I cant stand the pain and I feel like im going to fall asleep so I tell me friend who says that I cant fall asleep but Im not really listening and start to fall asleep. i wake up in the hospital with him sleeping in the chair and i try to take the iv and off out, but theres something holding me down but i dont know what it is and no matter how hard i try I cant get out of it. then he wakes up and tells me that everythings ok but i know its not and all i want to do is just to get back to the recital to finish the dances. So i continue to struggle to get out of everything, and then a doctor comes in, someone i know that ive met before but i cant figure it out, all i know is that he scares me and i want to leave more than i did before. I won't let him come near me, for some reason i dont want him anywhere near me. My friend tries to calm me down he tells me that hes there to help but i know that hes only my doctor because he wants to hurt me.

My two friends and I were driving to the Justin Bieber concert in the morning, hoping we will get to see the teen pop star before he goes into the theater. As we were driving there, we saw all five members of One Direction (a British boy band); Zayn, Niall, Harry, Liam, and Louis standing on the grass, in front of a dense row of trees at Lake Elizabeth. They were all alone in matching, sparkly-white, clean-cut tuxedos. We were also fans of them, so we pulled over to meet them and give them hugs. I gave a hug to everyone, but when I was hugging Niall, he didn’t let go for a while. Niall is known to be the cute and awkward one of the group so I didn’t think much of it. But Niall told me in my ear that he liked me but i didn’t hear him that well. So, he took my hand, and we went off into the dense row of trees so he could tell me in private. As we were in the trees, there were several herds of Directioners (heavy fans of the group) and they were having “meetings”, discussing the members of their group and latest news about them. Niall had to avoid those, knowing they would go crazy if they knew he was there. We passed two groups, which both saw him, but for some reason, looking back on the dream, they couldn’t move to run after us. We finally found a place where he told me, and said he was going to the Bieber concert as well. I like Justin Bieber a lot and knew that they were close friends. Niall said that he would love it if I would go with him and he would even make sure I got to meet Justin Bieber! All five members and I got into their black limousine and drove off to the concert. I sat in the back, horizontal row, Niall sat next to me in that row, and the other four sat in the vertical rows lining the windows. I woke up before we arrived at the concert.

My two friends and I were driving to the Justin Bieber concert in the morning, hoping we will get to see the teen pop star before he goes into the theater. As we were driving there, we saw all five members of One Direction (a British boy band); Zayn, Niall, Harry, Liam, and Louis standing on the grass, in front of a dense row of trees at Lake Elizabeth. They were all alone in matching, sparkly-white, clean-cut tuxedos. We were also fans of them, so we pulled over to meet them and give them hugs. I gave a hug to everyone, but when I was hugging Niall, he didn’t let go for a while. Niall is known to be the cute and awkward one of the group so I didn’t think much of it. But Niall told me in my ear that he liked me but i didn’t hear him that well. So, he took my hand, and we went off into the dense row of trees so he could tell me in private. As we were in the trees, there were several herds of Directioners (heavy fans of the group) and they were having “meetings”, discussing the members of their group and latest news about them. Niall had to avoid those, knowing they would go crazy if they knew he was there. We passed two groups, which both saw him, but for some reason, looking back on the dream, they couldn’t move to run after us. We finally found a place where he told me, and said he was going to the Bieber concert as well. I like Justin Bieber a lot and knew that they were close friends. Niall said that he would love it if I would go with him and he would even make sure I got to meet Justin Bieber! All five members and I got into their black limousine and drove off to the concert. I sat in the back, horizontal row, Niall sat next to me in that row, and the other four sat in the vertical rows lining the windows. I woke up before we arrived at the concert.

I am sitting in my second period classroom in a different seat than I usually do. A different teacher is also talking to the class, sitting on a familiar wooden stool. She isn’t teaching, she is just making conversation. Everyone is packed up and I get the sense that we are waiting for a call to let us go. I check the clock and it is about eleven am. The class keeps talking and I become impatient. When my teacher finally dismisses us, I turn around and notice it is 3:00 pm! I’m confused on why we have stayed in one class for four hours. The dream suddenly changes to a warm, candlelit dining room. The walls are light colored and the chairs dark wood. There’s even a tablecloth with set crystal glasses. I’m sitting next to my brother and sister, who for some reason are now Caucasian. My father is Dennis Quaid and he is warning us to be nice. Somehow I already know that the mother in my dream has died months ago and my father is just now finding a new woman, and she is coming over for dinner. My white brother and sister are sullen, but I am welcoming. She rings the doorbell and my father dashes up to open the door. My father’s prospective girlfriend , tall and blond, walks in and is seated my father. My brother and sister say hello reproachfully and I smile warmly and introduce myself. We are making awkward conversation when a letter is delivered for my father. He opens it and it is written by someone who has his exact same handwriting. It’s signed in by his name, with blood dried onto the signature. My father says that it threatens us to leave the house and nothing bad will happen. It’s strange because the letter is written to my father, from my father, and dated in the future. I wake up.

I was spending the night at my grand-parents house in the dream. My grandpa made this really weird ride for their backyard which was a swamp. It was a big old airplane that would glide along the water. A big metal arm would pick the airplane up and spin it around really fast then let go and the plane would slide on the water. When we landed a big wave of water would wash over the plane but no one would get wet and then a monkey told us airplane procedures.

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