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I had a dream that my crush came back for summer, to the state I'm living. All of our classmates were gathered in a fancy cabin in some hotel. We were having fun until my crush came in. I felt so awkward that I hid in my room. But of course, since it was a dream, he magically appeared in it. He was serious (which is odd). He was the first one to speak, he said, "Um, I've heard that you have a crush on me, is that truth?" (By this point I could feel my heart pound so hard, and my chest suddenly became hot, not in the dream, of course). I stuttered, which is an odd thing for me to do, and I replied "Um, no, who told you that? I don't have a crush on you..." He still had the serious face, he didn't change the looks at all, and then he said. "You know, I don't like it when people lie to me, especially if they are someone close to me, so are you sure?” And again, I was like. "No, I don't have a crush on you... you're my friend". AND THEN... I woke up.

Im a women with a very nice young friend 13 years younger and he has been there for me through some very hard times and i have now dremt about 4 times having sex with him. a couple of months ago we got drunk and ended up in bed but said it was silly and atgoodfriends so why do i keep dreaming of how good he is. some occasions he says no but most of time he really wants to before he says no. and last couple of times we have. i was getting over someone eles and ive been back in touch with him to try stop this and its still there and still so good

I was with a sister and a friend. Their faces were blurry, so I couldn't recognize them at all. I just knew who they were. We were in my grandparents old house, and it was a perfect match to what it was in real life. My parents were upstairs sleeping, and us 3 stayed downstairs until later. We saw on the news that morning that it was the "Night of the Savannah" and to take caution. We looked it up, and found that it was a creature that visited your house at night and tried to hurt you. That night, we were turning off the lights to head upstairs. We all walked out to the dining room from the kitchen, and my sister was attacked by a large black shadow with bright white eyes. It squeezed her, shook her, and she screamed. The more she screamed, the more she was hurt. My friend fled to the living room, and the shadow then did the same to her. I ran and smacked the shadow, and it turned on me. It grabbed a hold of my neck, and every time I screamed louder it squeezed harder. Eventually, I grabbed its neck and it began screaming as well. An ear piercing, horrible scream. It wouldn't die, my friend and sister started shooting it and stabbing it. I wound up slamming my hand over it's mouth and it stopped screaming, and then started to fade into dust. My sister and friend were beating and shooting at the air, and I was still screaming, feeling like something was still touching me.

I was at an old train stain like from WWII. I was alone. There was no music. I kept wandering aimlessly. I looked up and saw a friend of mine who had passed away 2 weeks ago. He looked s solid as a regular person. His arms were out he voiced "Hug me!". I ran to hug him. As soon as I got near him he vanished. Faded away like smoke. It happened again and again. I started to get upset and confused. I looked behind me to see and old steam train. It was empty. I entered the train and sat down at a table with 2 chairs either side.A member of staff in a blue uniform came and gave me tea. The uniform looked like a blue jumpsuit. My friend joined me sitting across from me. This time he had a hospital gown on with a brown leather jacket over it. He asked me how I was. I replied " I'm okay. I just can't believe you're gone." To which he said, " I'm not really gone. I'm still here." He got up and went back out onto the platform. I followed behind him. He was in his regular clothes again.I saw across from us was his mum, sisters, and grandfather. They were all wearing black. Like they'd just gone to a funeral. His sisters had black mascara running down their faces.My friend went over and hugged them. His family just walked off the station like nothing had happened. Then his best friend showed up. They we interacting like he'd never passed. Skateboarding; joking around, etc. I went up to his friend and said "You know he's not really there right?" to which he said "I know but that doensn't mean we can't be happy for him." I woke up crying my eyes out. The dream was so real. It felt like I was really there.

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