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Okay so today i had the strangest dream. I was in this building and it was divided into three sections. At first i was floating along zip lines in one section talking with friends and hanging out with these girls that had become good friends of mine in what was called our pod. we had a decent amount of freedom. We went to lunch and when we got back i was told i was being moved into a different pod. Away from all my friends, and away from everything i had known. When i asked what was going on the guy in charge told me that they haven't seen a change at all so they were moving me back down. When my parents came i was sitting on the couch with one of the girls from the other pod and this blonde kid. My parents told me that they hadn't seen any progress so i was being moved back for 45 days. If i could show improvement i would be moved back to the other pod. The only problem was that I kept repeating i have a baby to take care of at home i just want to see my baby. The guy next to me volunteered to take me for a ride to help clear my head. So we went for a ride without getting in trouble. When we came back there was an explosion, no one died but that was the end. Our rooms were these glass boxes with beds and sinks and they had little drawers for personal items, they also had bathrooms that had a metal door that enclosed around it. Such a strange dream, and the strangest part is it seems to be a continuation of a dream i have had before because i remember the boxed rooms.

I have had this dream before but not in years. I was being chased by these people who were family but I think they were vampires. My mom and brother were captured but my sister, who did not look anything like my sister, had already been turned and had to chase me. There was something special about me that they needed apparently. I could fight, but not very well, so I ran. Oh and everyone in my family did not look like my actual family. But my vampire sister chased me around what looked like a New York style of Coralville. At some point I found my dad, who apparently I have not seen in forever, and he had a car and let me drive it. My friends called me while driving and were saying my dad's cars are always the best. And then we got home which was one bedroom only and that was it. That was the house. That one room. It was cluttered with old stuff of mine and my dads stuff. My sister found me, dad disappeared, and I ran again. I went in a circle and hid under the bed. There were 2 or 3 other people there who were my friends and tried to confuse my sister, which worked for a little bit. But then found me and I found an old song that I had written that my dad had kept. It had interesting metaphors. I read it and my sister started to cry. And I realized something. My dad came in, saw the song which he had constructed something that when you looked at it, the objects made the lyrics. And he started to sing it, but in this evil like, angry voice. And I told him that it made my sister cry and I realized he was behind it all, and my sister came onto my side.

I am in a house with other people spending the night there. I see through the window that there is my son running away from people that want to harm him. We open the door for him and let him in, but the car is getting closer. We try to hide him but it too late as there are now two mean inside the house coming toward the kitchen where we are. One man hits my son and I see his glasses fly out of his face. I run to help him and as I try to swing at the man who hit my son the other one grabs me and pulls me away. I see my son's face look at me with tears in his eyes looking at me to help him. The man hits my son in face with a metal tube and before I know it my son's face is swollen with blood and bruises. I feel helpless that my son will die.

Num estádio dois cachorros vagavam. Ao sentar-me se aproximaram e começaram a morder a minha perna. eram cães vira-lata, cor mel, limpos, cuidados e sadios. procurei outro lugar para sentar mas todos estavam ocupados. Os cães continuavam a morder a minha perna. Eu não sentia dor, apenas desconforto. Olhei novamente e todos os lugares estavam vazios. Sentei longe. Ao meu lado sentou- se uma mulher com baquetas de bateria, casaco de couro preto. A amiga dela chegou e olhou como se eu tivesse tomado o seu lugar. Estava com duas malas de maquiagem em metal inox, tipo 007. Mas não havia maquiagem e sim equipamentos de miragem de som. Ela sentou-se algumas fileiras acima e ficou de costas para o palco. Os cães continuavam a morder. olhei para o horizonte e me vi numa casa grande, com dois amigos brigando com a mãe, pois um deles, Henrique! só chamava tudo pela primeira sílaba. Assim panela era pa, travessa era tra, Caio era ca....os cães que mordiam sumiram! assim como todo o cenário . E surgiu uma cadela chamada fifi. O marido de uma amiga com quem não falo mais me ligou para dizer que haviam comprado um apartamento ao lado do de Henrique, na cobertura mas sem a vista para o mar.

I dreamt I was on the run. I had a black and white cat upon my shoulder. I ended up taking a chubby-ish girl with me who asked first to be paid. As we travelled, we encountered a shy robot girl who was wishing our wellbeing. I asked for her to come with us. We found a gigantic turtle - our destination - a wise old thing who was trapped in ropes. A hare was grumbling and yelling back to the turtle pinned underneath his shell. I cut the ropes away and then fastened myself beneath to the metal bars. The cat, I think, stayed on the top of the turtle, whilst I grabbed hold of the robot and the girl fastened herself in just above me.

I am in a house with other people spending the night there. I see through the window that there is my son running away from people that want to harm him. We open the door for him and let him in, but the car is getting closer. We try to hide him but it too late as there are now two mean inside the house coming toward the kitchen where we are. One man hits my son and I see his glasses fly out of his face. I run to help him and as I try to swing at the man who hit my son the other one grabs me and pulls me away. I see my son's face look at me with tears in his eyes looking at me to help him. The man hits my son in face with a metal bar and before I know it my son's face is swollen with blood and bruises. I feel helpless that my son will die.

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