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Since a year, I met a girl and I fell in true love with her.Please dont think I am a play boy for so,I really love her a lot.I prayed a alot to Almighty to give her to me. So I decided to propose her.But before,I did Istikhaar and later I saw a dream in which we both were under a blanket with each other(We were not doing intercourse or other forbidden things in that dream).I thought she too loves me and it is message of Allah and I proposed her.She rejected it by saying she dont want to keep any sort of relationship.But she assured me that I will always be her good friend.After this,I became very upset.I was like going in depression.I was very angry with God (Astakfirullah).But later,I again saw a dream in which my friend was telling me that she does have crush on you.What does that dream mean? Looking to hear from you.

At walmart at the tv section, people playing video games, i lost, leave with my uncle in his nice red bmw, says it was only $6500 and wants to sell it, i get mad and magically start driving it, gas pedal is good, breaks were terrible, the pedals were like a sensor panel, turn into a street next to mcdonalds. arrive at an eerie 3 story house, big front and backyard, surrounded by a marsh with tall grass, go upstairs to a porch inside, zombie attack, about 8 zombies, 5 survivors, randomly a bow and arrow appears in my hand, i take too long to shoot, zombie bites my finger, push zombie against the fridge and shoot its face, i look for a weapon and grab a small rolling pin, arms feel slow and sluggish, 3 survivors killed 2 survivors left, one survivor is prince charming from shrek and he was carrying a green book and the other survivor is a random asian lady. we run outside, running feels sluggish, dream starts to feel familiar now, near the corner of the house are a bunch of zombies, start to feel like i remember the dream, i think about the green book and remember how it's about zombies and how today was the day of their resurrection, friend that is a zombie bites me on the shoulder, i get angry and hit him with the rolling pin

I saw that I graduated. The dream was all in sepia. I saw Abhishek, a classmate of mine when I was in 5th standard, in Varanasi. Now I'm in 9th, and it is weird to dream of him as I don't even think about him. Abhishek graduated too with me. I saw a ladder, I wanted to climb it, but I did not as I was amazed to see Abhishek and started talking with him. We did not talk much, however. I went on a machine, and I was informed that the machine was built by a man who graduated the first time in the world. His graduation was so great. My father told me that graduation is nothing but a kind of interview. All the difference between and interview is that in graduation, we have to make a presentation. M father said that examiner asks some question, and we have to answer it, and then make a presentation on the basis of the questions that were asked. Then I asked my father that why the man who graduated the first time is famous? He said that it was because his presentation was different, he was asked some different kinds of questions that are normally not being asked. But I said to my father, that this is not a good reason, why did examiners asked different questions to him only, not to any one else? There is nothing he did. Then I demanded again why the man who graduated first was famous? My father replied that it was because he committed suicide later. I was still confused, I couldn't understand why the man who graduated the first time was famous. Before I could get information a little more, I woke up.

To make a long story short i had a lot of shoes in my dream i love shoes in real life...i live with my grandmother an for some reason in my dream i think it was a holiday maybe new years because a lot of loved ones were here an when some of us got in the car one of my friends was closing the car door an a white truck passed by but the truck almost hit the car door an the truck parked an a weird looking demon man got out an he was angry at us so i slammed my door an locked it and my friend soon did the same but we tried to drive away an he kept chasing us..at some point we came back to the house an me an my sister was laying on the floor in the living room with my nephew an i went to go look out the back door and i seen a lot of demons surrounding the house with torches and pitchforks saying some weird words..so i came back inside and locked all the doors and windows an my sisters friend started acting weird all of a sudden an i realized he was possessed then he tried to kill my nephew an i made him get out then i locked the door back and that's when i woke up

Dream kept repeating in certain parts. I was constantly back at the house. Different things happened every time I was at the house. Entered via bathroom (peach with darker door but not too dark). There was just a toilet in the room and I think a window to the right of me. Hole in the door. Dog in other room would see me and put his nose through the hole and sniff. I'd dread opening the door to the dog, but I'd do it and calm it down by stroking it. It was silky smooth. The last time I visited the house, the dog saw me through the hole and as I expected, went to put his nose in the hole and sniff, but he burst down the door instead and ended up right in front of me. This room was grey. Grey walls with photo frames (gold maybe) and grey floorboards. They all looked cracked and the wallpaper looked worn and cracked. There was no furniture in the room, though I think there might have been one set of drawers that were black in a vintage style but very worn and old. On the bottom far left was a door frame without a door. I never went through this door, but I did look out of it. There was a landing which led round to a flight of stairs going down. This landing and the stairs were also grey and worn exactly like the room I was in. Back near to the left of the bathroom there was another room. This door frame actually had a door, which was always open a few inches and looked like there was light shining into the room. I was always too scared to enter that room or to leave the grey room at all. Every time I ended up at this house the dog was a different colour. Once it was black with white spots. Another time, white, golden and black with black spots and smaller ears/nose. Another time it was white with long brown floppy ears. But I knew it was always the same dog. I know it was a male dog. He was always very on edge and almost hyper flighty. Only I could calm him down by stroking him. But he was always scared in some way and really jumpy. And so was I. I was scared of a man, incase he came to the room. I was scared he'd be in this house, but never knew if he was or not. One time, I was riding a bike that was too big. The handle bars were way too high and when I was pedalling my knees were coming up to my cheeks. I was cycling around Manchester early on a morning. People were going to work on the trams (which looked more square and red) and there were buskers dotted along the tram lines. One man made a couple of quid in less than a minute. He also looked poor but he was good at busking. I was cycling along these tramlines and near Arndale then suddenly I was riding down a hill in Easington Colliery and ended up in the bathroom of this house again. One time, people were in the house, 2 girls and a boy walking down the stairs away from me and I had a guitar and threw it to them. They were then gone.

I had a dream I was hiding in Ryan's( my ex who I have been speaking to recently "friendly and peacefully"; although he knows I want more) house in some kind of shack. It was dark room with a floor made of dirt. It felt kind of like a barn. In it from the ceiling was this big brown jar looking thinking. I couldn't make out what it was. When I peeked from the door an saw his feet dangling off the couch I saw an opportunity to surprise him so I jumped out and before I even jumped on him he looked startled but I ended up jumping on the couch next to him instead. I changed my mind mid flight. I got the sense that he know I was hiding in that weird shack with the honey. surprisingly he wasn't mad (he would have been furious in real life). He said something about hiding in the shack with the honey bees. I didn't see any honey bees but thats when I knew that jar was honey. In another room there was his fathers/mother salon. (His father and mother split up when he was 5 and neither of them own a salon) But before that he said he had to go the bathroom and get ready to change for something. He left the door open and got undressed to show me these blue kiddy underwear he was wearing (as a joke) I saw that as my opportunity to grab his dick. As I was holding on to him about to get all sexual (he seemed unaware that I wanted him sexually) I turned to see a woman sitting in the bathroom/salon. She didn't seemed startled by my inappropriate behavior in front of her but I was so I let go. She was waiting for someone to cut her hair wet already washed hair. So I wen to cut her hair. I cut it really short she really disliked it. But when I finished it was longer again as she tried to fix it in the mirror. It was nicer. His father came down as if he was the one who was about to do this woman's hair to realize I already did it. Thats all I remember.

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