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I was hanging out with friends in an airport that was completely empty except for our group. Then three of us decided to explore so we got into the elevator and Sage decided to go to the bottom (12th) floor. When we got down to the bottom floor the door opened, we stepped out, then the elevator fell out of the shaft and was dragged forward to a huge melting pot full of and surrounded by decrepit elevators. We started trying to find a place to get back to the higher levels but there were no working elevators and no stairs. Hunter started finding file pages of people, but we didn't really think them useful to the task at hand. I found a small office that had a laptop going playing music, there was a small staircase by it so we crawled up. The next level was similar to the bottom one but without the elevators. It still had no way out. It was on this floor we started finding similar file pages with the same form of the faces we had seen previously but demented and disfigured. The had been poisoned by radiation and become creatures of the night that would seek out human flesh. We started searching for an exit just as the creatures began to chase and attack us. Then I woke up.

The dream started out nice. I came to see her in the middle of the night and I remember us both smiling and laughing, and she told me I could sleep in her room until morning. In the dream, I woke up to Sydney walking into the room with this look on her face that she always gets when she’s upset or depressed about something. I then remember Sydney’s mom bringing us into another room ‘in private’ and said, “Justin. You can’t see Sydney when you turn 18. You have to break up.” and walked out of the room. All I could say was, “Please don’t do this...” in a choked up voice, “I really love her, please don’t do this to me!”. After this, all I remember is going outside the house to take a walk with Sydney. Holding onto her arm, we were both silent. Speechless. I finally turn to her and say “I’m not going to see other people, you mean so much to me.” Sydney just continues looking ahead with that same depressed look on her face. “Are you?”, I say. She hesitates, opens her mouth, stays like that for a couple seconds without saying a thing, then says, “Sure.” In that moment, my heart broke. This girl I thought who loved me, says she is going to see other people when we break up. Tears begin filling my eyes and running down my face. I’m speechless. I put my face against hers and squeeze her arm tightly. “Please don’t leave me!” I scream. Then she disappeared. I was left on my knees on the concrete, looking at the ground, emotional pain searing through my body. I have never had a thought of suicide in my life. Until then. Until that moment when the girl who means the world to me, disappeared from my arms. A voice in my head still in the dream said, “Justin. You cannot live on without her.”

I got married to my ex boyfriend . We went into our bed room and he opened the window and it was really cold. He layed down and i cuddled up to him expecting to have sex but then a little girl opened the door and he got mad and left. He started acting like a hooker and having sex eith ecery girl yo make me mad. And i was trying to get him back so i realeased poisonous lizards in the bar and it started destroying the village. He called my dads phone and asked for my sister. He wanted to apologize so i wrnt to our room and he started apologizing then. We hugged and i wokr up.

I'm lead down a corridor that's got one of those flame torches sticking out on either side of the walls. The person in front of me has like large black wings and he is leading me towards a huge room. Now, in that room there are 8 stone thrones and a gold one in between. On the stone thrones, there are 4 beautiful people with black wings, and 4 beautiful people with white wings. I just stand at the side of the room whilst a bigger man comes in. One of his wings are black, and the other is white. He sits on the golden throne, so I guess he's like the leader? My wrists are bound and I'm very quiet. The man on the gold throne clicks his fingers, and two guards bring a man in. It's kind of like a judgement for heaven and hell. The man's face was so familiar but I couldn't place who it was. The two guards had one scroll each and they unrolled it. One was bigger, which was the length of a 2-storey house, than the other one, which was really small, as long as the palm of my hand. The man on the golden throne read out each scroll, and I realised they were his good and bad deeds. The rest of the angels on the stone thrones looked at each other and were discussing something. Then a bell rang, and each angel (from the stone thrones) said whether the man should be condemned to hell or exalted to heaven. He was a good man, so they all said 'Heaven'. The man in the golden throne held his hand up and a halo appeared over the dead mans head. The man looked at me and smiled, then he was lead to a white corridor to the right where choir sounds and birds could be heard. The angels on the stone thrones lead out through the passage I came in through. The man on the golden throne walked towards me and said, "When will you be ready? You've seen them all come and go..." and I just shrugged and l was confused. He said, "Very well... farewell," and he walked out. I was left in the room on my own, and I fell asleep.

I was in my mothers house in my old room, my step dad passed away in december of this year so when he was standing there comforting me, was kinda weird, however in the dream my mom had passed and greg was alive, i looked a picture of my mom and fell to my knees crying, my step dad then came down the stairs and helped me up off the floor and said stand tall son, everything is ok...what does this meen, its like the 3rd dream ive had where i wake up balling my eyes out, i cant really rem the other ones i just rem my step dad being there.

I was with many adults and friends, I was attacked suddenly and got but by a zombie. The man in the car I was in wanted to kill me. I begged him not to, I wanted to say my goodbyes. I went home wrote letters to everyone I could. I told my adopted sister only that I was bit and probably going to die. I looked down at my hand while talking to her. The bite was a little red. Not really bad. I wrote all the letters I could. I decided to do a drawing, my final drawing. I drew my fursona. Never finished it because I woke up. What does is mean?

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