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I was on a flight in a very large plane with my sister and cousins. The pilot wasn't in the plane. I looked out of the window and saw that we've arrived to our destination, but the plane is still flying. I sat in the pilot's seat freaking out, I tried to land. At first, the plane was falling vertically down and I thought I'm going to die. Then I tried to adjust it back to its horizontal position. I looked down and there was a jungle, so I assumed we'd land softly. As we got closer to the ground, I pressed on a red button in the plane and we landed safely.

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My girlfriend an I just broke up and that night I had a dream that we were slow dancing at the prom (that is when I asked her out months ago) as we are slow dancing I tell her how I feel and she stops and walks away with no response. I walk out of the dance room to run into my best friend who is a girl and she is there carrying grapes( I think the grapes are there because during lunch that day that girl and me had a grape war and I think it is to represent the fun and laughs we have together) but my best friend say I heard what happened with me telling my now ex- girlfriend how I feel. All of a sudden I take her by the hand and we start to slow dance together. I remember that when we slow danced it was best time i had ever had, like there was no one else. Then in my dream we Kiss and she is say something like I need some air and she leaves to go outside. Right before I wake up though both girls come to me (ex girlfriend and best friend) and say they want to go out with me, but then I wake up and never get to choose.

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I dreamed I witnessed or caused the death of a boy. He fell off a ledge several stories onto a platform below, outside the city gates. There was a funeral for him outside the gates, but the atmosphere was lighthearted and happy. I walked to the edge of the platform where he had fallen, passing people, hearing them talking behind me. When I turned around, the noise suddenly stopped and the people were gone. I ran to the gate that had been opened to find it closed. I tripped over a bottle of painkiller that had not been there before, the same painkiller we used to withhold from the boy who died. I felt a cold presence approaching as I banged on the door and screamed. I heard him laughing.

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I was in an abandoned building with Mohammed Alsharif and this couple (whom I don't actually know but I seemed to know in the dream). The four of us were going to go somewhere and I ended up outside in the car (a yellow convertible) with the couple. The guy was driving and he started to drive off without Mohammed. I protested and the guy said something to the effect of 'screw him' and then said, 'He shouldn't lag behind.' I got highly offended and demanded we go back. The guy refused; I argued; he refused. So, I told him to let me out. He woudn't. So, we argued about that until I told him this was kidnapping and got my phone out to call the police. I was deposited on a dark, rain-slicked skid row street. It was very dark and I started to walk back to the apartment to find Mohammed. I got to the upstairs doorway - a kind of doorway without a door to a landing with cracked and abused plaster, the cement floors covered in dust and debris - and he was there. "I'm so sorry, I said. "No problem," he shrugged in classic Mohammed fashion. "No, it's terrible. They were going to leave without you." "It's okay." Again, quintessential Mohammed casual shrug. "They're assholes. I'm so sorry. What should we do now?" I asked, thinking we would make alternate plans for the night out. He smiled in a cute, coy way and blushed as he shrugged his shoulders. I got the hint and smiled and blushed and looked down at my shoes. As I looked back up, he put his arms around my neck - very gently, very shyly - and leaned over to kiss me. It was gentle at first, but as I became more receptive, he got bolder. At one point, I gave a little whimper while he was kissing me and lips still on mine, he smiled and repeated my whimper mockingly. In this torrent of polite and demure passion, the boldest I could force myself to be was to press a hand to his chest. His hands never ventured beyond the back of my neck.

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