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Before I went to sleep last night I asked to Dream of my Sister's boyfriend so I could get some insite into their problem. I dreamt of him sitting in the back seat of his expensive holden car. My sister was getting into the back seat when her boyfriend leant through to the front and out of the drivers door where I was standing. He brushed the palm of his hand down my top and said thank you for driving us. His hand touched my boob. I pushed away and said there will be none of that otherwise it will be . . . . (can't quite remember what else was said) Then the car started rolling and crashed and it created $55,000 worth of damage.

It was in a mansion..or at least, a very large house. There was a fight; I don't know what we were fighting about. It was me and a group of around 5 guys, maybe more, against this woman. None of these people have faces I could remember, neither did the lady. I remember running down the hallway and reaching the room where the guys were fighting in. None of us had guns, only knives (machetes and longer blades). I opened the door and fought with the guys. The woman was fierce. She fought hard. And suddenly, the fight was outside in a large front lawn. All the guys seemed to be on the back ground, in the back of the lawn. I was standing in front of the woman. She had a knife through her lower abdomen, only the handle was sticking out, yet she was still moving. We engaged in hand-to-hand combat, until she brought out a knife. It was a tanto point, quite long, like a dagger. She stabbed at my side, and I remember seeing the blade miss my body by inches. I had a serrated blade, and I cut her and tried to stab her back, but it was impossible. The blade would never go through. It would cut, but barely, like she was made of a harder material. When she fell down, I stumbled back and backed away from her. I didn't get it. She had a knife through her body and was still moving. She picked up a knife that was laying on the floor and threw it..aiming at me. I dodged and it missed. She kept trying to hit me with a knife. Suddenly, I noticed one of the guys next to me and trying to get me away. She threw the knife and we dodged. Then, she had a bow and arrows. She shot 2 arrows and they missed narrowly. In the dream, I told myself it wasn't true, it wasn't true. I didn't believe myself, but I managed to wake up.

I was in the attic of an old house, I squeezed through a tiny window in to dirty muddy area where there was this small room where I started putting on all this crazy makeup with white powder and I started altering my appearance changing the size of my nose and mouth and then I tried to go back through the window to get back out but my size had altered and could barely get my head and shoulder through it and the more I struggled the more the room started to collapse and there was loads of spiders and cobwebs falling from the ceiling they were everywhere i was terrified all I could do was try to go the other way,I managed to get out into this really posh garden where I could see people inside the house but the house was mostly glass and there seemed to be no way in and I think I knew the people inside I think one of them was my mam and i think they were shouting at me to come back in but I couldn't hear them and for some reason I lost my temper and threw some garden chairs into a fancy pond and then began running away from the house and down this really long road. I came to a little village and bumped into this really camp guy who seemed quite friendly and he started showing me around and was saying that loads of gay people lived around here and I spotted a guy in leather hat and pants staring at me and the camp one was saying 'its not that I don't like the gays it's just sometimes they're a bit full on' he then took me to his house but we didn't go in, we went up some stairs that were on the side of the house that lead up to the roof. As we got to the top he said 'and these are my friends' and I can't remember exactly what they all looked like I think there were four of them, i know i thought they all looked crazy one of them had a bald head with just a bit of hair on the very top with a ribbon in it and a long flowery dress and she kept saying 'can you see the angels? Look can you see the angels?' And as I looked up I could see what looked like a some sort of robotic kite in the shape of a person and I said 'oh yeah I can see them' but then the more I looked into the sky the clouds turned into people and I really could see them and I felt as though they were trying to help us all somehow, I could've watched them for hours. The next thing i remember I was in this office with a cassette player and headphones and there was a man sitting on the couch with a pen and paper asking me to tell him what I saw with those people he then put the headphones in my ears and I could hear what sounded like binaural beats vibrating in my ear and then I woke up but I felt as though I'd had this dream before.

. I had this deam recently about some friends and I at a concert. It seemed nice at first but it changed. For some reason, I was carrying a glass flute the whole time. Not sure if that means anythimg but that was there. My friend wandered off while I admired the music. Not too much longer after that, he comes back telling me that he got laid. I though that was good for him, although I was slightly jealous. Then he passes out. Some guy carry him out and im told he died of an overdose. That was hard on my but I stayed to party anyway. I was trying to enjoy myself and socialize and I managed to get in the mood again. Then my crush comes over to me and I ask her to dance. She tells me that she wants to do more than just dance. She takes me to a back room and Im pretty exited because the closest ive ever gotten to doimg this irl was shaking my mother's hand. (Im probably the only person my age that hasn't had their first kiss yet.) I tell her ive never done anything like this before. She says "what a shame", which is a phrase I say quite frequently. Then she goes an begins to make out with another one of my friends, leaving me alone.

I dreamed that i was walking in a continuous direction through the wood or through a city, i kept going going and i always end up in my old house and I'm young again. I can see my mother, father, brothers, and my dog, they go about a normal day and I try and avoid something, like I'm being chased and I'm not quite sure. I feel like someone is watching me, and the dream always ends with me turning around to see nothing and a loud noise just gets louder and louder like closing me in and pinning me down.

It was like I was an animal, yet I didn't picture myself as something other than what I look like now. I don't know if that makes sense... It's like I was just perceived as an animal. Anyways, I was in this cage along with other animals and I was constantly thinking of ways to escape the cage. Like one of the other animals had this toy where it was like the front part of the house with a door and I was playing with it, opening and closing the door. And as I did that, I imagined a person opening a door and I was judging how much time it took for the door to close and if i would have enough time to escape through it. The people that were taking care of us weren't cruel, but the were persistent about keeping us inside the cages. I had a fear that if I were to escape this cage and get caught, that they would put me in a cage more secure that would be impossible for me to get out of. I had helped one of the other animals escape and a chase began for the people to catch it. I was thinking about my escape when I was woken up. This isn't the first time I've had a dream similar to this. I can vaguely recall other dreams I've had where I've been like an animal in a cage and only thinking about getting out of it. I do remember a dream where I did escape and woke up while on the run. I just find this all quite odd... Why do I keep dreaming about this scenario?

I was in school. College perhaps, because I recall being able to call the teacher "professor." I think, even, that the teacher in question was one of my teachers from college. Liz, we called her. Her first name was Elizabeth. I can't even remember what her formal 'teacher name' would be. She was always just Liz. My class and I had a project to do. A last-minute, end of the year project that was thrown together due to poor planning on the professor's part. I had to go to a particularly large classroom - literally quite grandiose, with stacks of bookshelves for some reason lining the walls - and I had to put on a performance for a class of younger students. We were tasked with performing Star Wars - just the first movie, Darth Vader and all that noise. But we had no costumes. Nor did we have any preparation. We had to do it right then. The only costumes we could find were (and this may be dangerous to say around these parts)... animal costumes. Fur suits. All I can remember was being mad. That wasn't what I signed up for. I was failed by the educational system. Failed by my professor. I remember yelling about it, making a scene, in front of the audience, about how much of an utter disgrace the whole thing was.

I was cycling in a woods, I don't quite remember but my sister was sitting in front. The bicycle was a one-seat bicycle. Then, we came to an intersection. The intersection was a very steep downhill road. At first, I doubt that I can cycle down because it is very steep. Then, I tried to cycle down although I was a little scared. While cycling down, it was really fast. Im afraid that my sister will fell but she didn't! At the feet of the hill, I thought we will fall because we were going to fast or the wheel of the bicycle might get off but it didn't. It just went smoothly and we manage to stop after a minute or two.

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