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I had this dream last night that I'm being chased by a ghost-like creature which sucks the souls of people.In my dream I was flying and the ghost is chasing me. I was in some place and I am like part of a game.I couldn't remember properly why I am in that place and what am I exactly doing but it felt like I am part of some quest or game wherein I need to do some things to get something that I want. But the part of being chased and flying/running is so clear and the feeling was so intense.I did something wrong as I can remember,the dress i was wearing got wet,specifically the sleeves and the ends of the dress.And then one person in my dream told me to beware because any minute now when the sun sets this ghost will come running after me to punish me.And it was already dusk when that happened.So I immediately ran somewhere else heading far away from the cloaked ghost.I can hear the sound it makes so I tried my best to go away.Then I found myself flying over some place over mountains.At the end I took a wrong turn and got near where the cloaked ghost is. At this moment I found myself flying inside a building or a house and just went round and round.It is such a big place and I couldn't find any way to get out and escape the ghost. The ghost didn't catch me.I wake up afterwards.I hope you can help me interpret my dream as I always dream about running so fast then jumping and it felt like i always defy gravity and i run so fast that I always find myself floating for a while then bouncing back on the ground.It's the first time that I dreamt that I am actually flying and never touched the ground.

I was on a school bus with Niall Horan and we were talking, and we began flirting and then we began making out. The kiss was passionate but ended abruptly because the bus stopped. It was raining outside and we were about to get off but someone on the bus stole my raincoat, but I had a different raincoat. I put that on and Niall and I walked hand in hand off the bus and into a church building surrounded by mountains. We walked inside and sat in an auditorium like room. We had to sit in this specific section of the auditorium because we were a couple, and there was a couples section of seats. Then I woke up.

It seems that having a dream takes on a dienerfft and deeper aspect as we get older. Lyn, I can\'t say I have specific dreams either, but thanks for making me feel less bothered about it. As to having a parallel universe, Ray, I think that is a great idea. I\'m going to start working on dreams I can drift into and relax . whether of simple things like a gorgeous meal, practical things like a white beach and bright sunshine, or lots of campervanning holidays!

I was in a giant building, and it was kind of a mix between a school and a grocery store. I was around alot of people I knew, people who spent some of my summer with me. My ex boyfriend was there. Everyone's objective was to somehow tranquilize and capture exotic animals that lived throughout the entire building. I specifically remember seeing elephants, a venomous snake and fish. The snake was VERY large and bright green and the fish was pure white. Not a single different color on it. They were both in water which had a very thin bridge over it in which I had to cross several times. There was this girl I had never seen before there and she was really pretty. She was pregnant and announcing to all of us that she was having a baby. She kind of giggled and said "the father is _____(my ex boyfriend s name)" I immediately ran to the bathroom and went in the stall and cried. The weird thing is the stall doors were extremely short so , even though you couldn't see my body, you could see my crying face. So I decided to just leave and thats when everyone started catching the animals. At some point my dad( who I havent seen for over a year) showed up. I ran over to him greeting him. I wanted to leave the building and go home and stop catching the animals, but I wasn't allowed to.

I am an employee, I think, in a Mexican restaurant that is owned and operated by illegal North Koreans, specifically their president, as his face is plastered all over the place. Also in the restaurant are tables that sell North Korean merchandise. However, the place really isn't a restaurant: it just cooks a bunch of food and then feeds me, but I think I'm an employee. No one new ever comes into the shop, but I also never feel like I'm in danger surrounded by North Koreans.

I'm at a big club-type party with my best friend K. The party is an event that's going through town, not one of the local clubs. It's in a western-style building with an L-shaped staircase. Most of the party is on the main level, I don't go upstairs. A dark-haired man catches my eye through a crowd. Later, that same man has me pinned to the floor and is attacking me violently. I'm terrified and confused, as I don't understand the reason for the attack but I know it's me specifically he's after. Later, I'm walking up a large, broad, off-white marble staircase with K, leading to a patio-type area on the front of a building. It reminds me of something I've seen in movies, there's definitely nothing like it in the city where I live. On the patio area there are tables, also off-white marble. We are going to an art class, and I am looking forward to it. There is modeling clay on the tables, but we have cameras and are going off to take photos. I have my ex- boyfriend 's camera (that I used to borrow when he got a better one and was teaching me photography). He is there and sees me with the camera, but we don't interact. Later, I go back to where the party was with K to look for clues, possibly as to a reason for the attack. I'm feeling traumatised. I'm terrified and upset and wondering if I will ever feel normal again after being attacked. I recall wondering if it's anything like what my friend felt after being sexually assaulted. At some point as we look around the club, I am descending the L-shaped staircase after finding nothing upstairs. We go into a small room to look around. The room is well-lit with natural light and is all painted off-white. There is a table in the middle. The room is familiar somehow. As we're looking through the room, the teacher from our art class walks by. We don't think anything of it until we go to leave the room and find that the door is locked from the outside. It's an old door, painted off-white like the rest of the room. The top half of the door contains a large, undivided window. A boy about our age who has been in the room the whole time but only comes to my attention now breaks the window and suggests we climb out through it. Only the lower half of the window breaks. K looks at him like he's stupid, reaches through the broken window and unlocks the door. I woke up shaking violently and afraid to go back to sleep. All through the dream I was terrified and felt like I was in danger. Extreme paranoia throughout.

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