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I dreamt I was at a hospital visiting someone, but I don't know who it was. I went outside in the back of the hospital to get some air and sat on a bench. It was kind of a wooded area. There was an African American mad sitting on a table holding his newborn baby that his wife had just had. It was a girl. He told me to watch what he was about to do and that if I tell anyone he will kill me and he buried his newborn in a deep hole in the ground. I was so scared. I left. I went home and called 911 and told them what had happened. When they sent police to go dig up the hole, there was in fact a dead baby, however the medical examiner said the baby had been dead in that hole for 23 years. So was it a ghost who told me? Was it a sign? Either way something told me to call and have them check and they found this missing baby after 23 years.

I'm sitting on the stairs on my grandma's attic with an autistic kid maybe 2 or 3 years older than me. Blonde hair, green eyes, blue and white striped polo shirt, and tan shorts with a ton of large pockets. I don't know him, but I feel that he's important. A short man maybe as tall as me jogged pass us up the stairs panting, "Quick they're coming!" I know what he means, airplanes that drop dangerous bombs and fighter jets. I grab the autistic boy's hand and chase after the man, climbing another set of stairs that never really existed in reality. I look back and say, "We might need to turn around and go down." However I keep going up, ending up out of the house in a field. I had never been there before. Taking the boy's hand we run in the open and I see the jets circling. I see a set of bleachers, knowing somehow a person is going to save us and come in a plane to take us to safety. I see hundreds of innocent people climbing the bleachers. Standing there waving their arms. Looking for hope. Me, the boy, and the man are a hundred yards away from the bleachers. Then I see the bomb dive into the bleachers. Bodies are thrown everywhere. In front of me a hole opened up acting as a tunnel into a laboratory, we run in seeing all the scientists. They all in unison say, "Everything is ok." I turn around and the boy is gone. So is the man. As if they disappeared. I leave the laboratory and sit in the grass, holding my legs. Rocking back and forth, then I feel calm as if nothing happened and that everything that happened was all just a game.

To begin. I haven't had a dream in what I consider a long time. One of my favorite and was staging at a hotel near me. I ended up meeting him and began conversation about the band and general music questions. A girl appears to be apart of the band. She has blonde hair extremely sexy about 5'6 great body. Immidiatly I am attrated to her. We talk for a bit and I ask how she was involved with the band. Since her hotel room is full with the other band members she ask me if therequired is a place to shower she wants to get a way from the band and have her own space.I invite her to my house. She showers invites me into the bathroom. After she showers she steps out and starts to dry her self off. I seize the opportunity start to kiss and touch. I tell her to stay but the band needs her and she might miss her bus for the next show. We walk back to bus stop. She thinks she's missed her bus but then it apears she's estactic she did miss the bus because it's the last bus going to the city. I tell her before she leaves that I really like you and I think I love you. I write my # on a piece of paper and give it to her. She says I love you too we have a long kiss goodbye and I see her get on the bus. She looks back waves goodbye . Bus door closes. .. and buss leaves

It was at my high school where I'm going there now. the library was where I ended up in the dream. looking at a monitor see the reflection of my ex. she comes creeping by me and sits down. but as soon as she sits, I assume to remember this girl is not real. so stand up and leave to the exit of the library.. this was a few minutes after I left the library pass on to the important to my dreams. she had this look if I didn't belong there, someone that was informed too much.. I looked at her face and I had this feeling she was wondering why I was leaving for.. but she followed after I left the library. but I was already gone walking about the cafeteria, when about some table to sit down, she comes again. everything is going on. she looking her boyfriend do a trick on his skateboard and she looks so amazed she opens her. but quickly as she's doing that. .her head tilting to tell me something . And soo something's i never i havent heard in years. " i havent forgotten you too. .

For several nights now, I've had a reoccuring dream, where my family's house is being attacked... It's nighttime, and the best way I can describe my assailants are similar to zombies, but they are moreso like angry, irrational beings, bent on destroying anything and everything they come in contact with.. But that's not the part I'd like to focus on. It seems it takes place during nighttime, and while my other family members are there with me, scared, I seem to be the only one holding the doors closed. Eventually, after several attempted breakins, someone does manage to push me back and break through, but to my surprise, it's what looks like an undead, creepy, young girl... Possibly 10-14 in age, based on appearance. Her voice appears normal, but I could feel anything but normal eminating from her. After some hazy dialogue, she threatens to kill everyone in the house. But gives me an option. She says she'll put me into a coma, and I reply with, "If that'll end all of this." As I begin to fall to the floor, it feels nothing like what I would imagine a falling into a coma would feel like. I have shortness of breath as it begins to feel like my lungs are filling up with liquid as my vision slowly begins to fade out into red and I atart slowly coming out of my dreamscape... There might not be anything to say about this, but any help would be greatly appreciated...

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