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Last night I dreamed about being on a train station and could not reach the other platform where the train leaves and kept missing several trains. I tried so hard to reach it and seemed like it's like an obstacle. There were many criminals and losers trying to stop me reaching the train and them making fun of me. Finally I made it to the platform, but the train only went one station and not to my destination. It just did not feel good being on this train. At the station I was supposed to go with my wife (like we do every day in real life), but she never came. I was always alone and helpless at the station. In real life in a foreign company the trains are mostly late, always smashing full and lot of losers at the unclean train stations. What does it represent? Insecurity? The dream drives me nuts all day today and does not leave my mind.

A group of twenty strangers and myself were on some kind of group tour. On the tour, we had to swim under murky, brown water with dolphins as our tour guide. The dolphins couldn't speak, but there was a mutual understanding between the group of people and dolphins. Somehow everyone knew which way the dolphins wanted us to go, although we didn't know where we were going. They continued to spin and twirl throughout the water until we arrived at an underwater convenient store. The dolphins left once everyone went inside. Inside the store, it was very dark, there were broken tiles, and the shelves were unorganized. As everyone was browsing through the store, a group of conspirators, from the tour group, raided the store and stared to fire their weapons. D.J, a security guard from my middle school, was the leader of the operation. They didn't try to rob the store or hold any hostages. They were just shooting at everyone. D.J recognized me and told me to stay close and hide behind him. He said he was helping me because he didn't feel I was part of the "threat." As I went to run and hide, a man with a net started chasing me. He backed me into a corner and I couldn't scream. As he went to lift his net, I woke up.

I dream of being in a train with my mother ( who recently passed away). We both are in a train and then we get down at a station. After I we get out, I realize that we forgot the suitcase in the train. I run inside but the train is gone. We are trying to talk to the security graud that is there any way we could get it back. The station people/ Ticket collector said he can't do anything . I yelled at him quiet some times and started crying. That time my whole concern was the luggage ( I never thought about the luggage.) When I woke up, I felt like an horrible person.

The dream starts in third person. A woman named LP and a man named House walk into a court room and sit down behind a woman. House has breathing tubes in his nose. The woman turns around and says, "I didn't know you were an executioner too, LP." LP grins. The Judge walks in and takes the stand. LP is escorted to a wooden box with glass surrounding the top half. Almost like those robotic psychics you can insert a quarter in and get "your cards read". The judge smirks and says, "How are you gonna kill me from there?" LP says, "I use the glass." She shakes from the inside of the box until it falls over on it's side and the glass shatters. She grabs chunks of glass and throws them at the judge who falls from the stand. The dream switchs to first person. I am the security guard standing in the corner. LP marches over to the judge and I. We are cornered. She picks up more glass and drags it down our arms. We have matching gashes running down our forearms. I'm screaming. LP grabs a gasoline tank from somewhere and says, "When I pour this on the glass, it's gonna blow up." I jump out of the corner just as she finishes dumping gasoline on the glass and sets it on fire. The judge screams. And burns.

My mother and I are in a Walmart-like store that sells everything from food to furniture. As we are walking around not shopping for anything in particular, I notice there is no one else in this store save for myself and my mother. I walk into an area that seems to be produce but there is nothing on the racks except one clove of sprouted garlic - I pick it up and set it back down again, seemingly annoyed at the poor quality of the garlic. I am then suddenly in the furniture section of the store and my mother and I both notice a large crack in the ceiling with torrents of water pouring through soaking a Persian style rug on the floor just beneath it. My mother says "let's get out of here because that ceiling is about to collapse. So we hurry out the store and find a troop of security guards on walkie-talkies rushing in. I decide to go back in (without my mother) and notice that the furniture in the room is actually fake - it made of wax or something --it's not wood I am a bit upset by this and just as I am about to go tell my mother about this I wake up.

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