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I dreamed that I was walking with man and I was feeling sick and spitting up a black liquid that tasted like paint. Then I saw a sphinx up in the sky in a two dimensional way. It was surrounded by hieroglyphics and as we were looking the man and I kept walking. The night before we were hiking in a jungle with 20 people and I got sick so a doctor came and made me better so I feel asleep, and when I woke up the man told me we had to get to a safer place and we began walking and found ourselves in a desert.

I dreamed that I was with many of my old friends in my house and we were all hanging out, but I grew so sad because there was this haunting emptiness in everything we did. They were all laughing, and it would seem they were enjoying themselves, but we were not close anymore. We didn't even know each other. All the memories of how we stopped being friends and why came pouring into my head. Then one of my friends completely ignored this girl he use to be in love with and took these two random women into my brothers bedroom proclaiming, "I'm going to get some" He closed the bedroom door, then I went in after them to tell them not to do that, and they all had their shirts off but this weird red and sparkling covering so that I could not see anything. I told the girls to leave and tried to explain to my friend why he couldn't do that. Still, all the memories of why they were no longer my friends came rushing in, and when I tried to tell him, I started to cry, so I stopped speaking to hold back my tears. The background switched to this house where many of my old friends were including many children. They were all just talking and enjoying themselves, but then I got this feeling that there was a a man outside and he was going to kill someone. I looked outside and sure enough there was a man in a car with a shotgun pointing it at the window. Now this house had multiple windows. I quickly let everyone know and told all the children to get on the ground and stay away from the windows. None of the adults were paying attention, so then after a while I told them to get on the ground and everyone did. This guy was after one person in specific though I do not know why. I got all the children and got them out the back door, when I did this, my dog came up to me. But then I heard the man in the house, so I ran into the bathroom, but he found me. He starred at me and would not let me close the door. He pointed his gun at me, but then realized it wasn't loaded, so he pretty much gave it to me. I pointed the gun at him to defend myself, then he said, "You can't shoot me." So I took the gun and knocked him on the head and he fell to the ground. I ran outside to find my dog, and I called him to follow me. I went to the backyard of my neighbors house trying to get away but the man was close behind. When I got to the yard and hid, the man called my dog and tried to get him away from me. But everything in me did not want my dog to go, I kept calling him and holding him close begging him not to listen to the man. Then the man brought out the raw meat and my dog ran over to him and ate it all. The man was smiling and he said something to me that I don't remember. Then my dog leaped over the fence and went with him. I was so sad. Then I woke up. Two days ago, I had a different dream about a different dog, that I was trying to save cuz it was hurt, and it went with me, but at the end of my dream it tried to leave me, and I held on to it and everything in me did not want the dog to go. It was the same feeling I had as in my other dream.

I moved into a house (with the boys and there sister, my step daughter). The house was a one story house with a basement. I was in my bedroom, in bed, when Ramius and his sister walked in my room. My bed high above the floor in at angle... It was like a loft style bedroom, with a vaulted ceiling about 12ft. and I was at the very top. They telepathically told me something was in the house and they needed me. I go with them, walking the hallway from my room toward the rest of the house... The kids and I could sense movement and heard the ghost but could not see it. I commanded in the name of Christ I for the ghosts to show themselves... The ghost grabbed a white shirt I had (It belonged to my ex Grace) to put on showing its silhouette as it went toward a 100 year old rocking chair I have... (i do own it) She sat in it and appeared. I nor the children were afraid. The woman was veiled from her forehead back in white and pink fine linens around her body, a dress... She gave a sense of royalty. She spoke to me/us of things... she informed me the house was haunted, that there were 3 ghosts. I asked her if there was a psychic among the ghosts that could help me and she said 'no'... There was no one of them like that. My ex husband showed up to bring Marcus and he was the only one who reacted saying Oh Hell No! Marcus seemed ok. I felt sexually aroused suddenly... I excused myself back toward my room. On the way down the hall toward my room I found the basement door to my right. Suddenly another ghost opened the door.It was young man-ghost who was dark skinned like an Aztec but was more Caribbean looking. He was wearing a sports jersey, royal blue and jeans, he was tall and said "what's up" like he hasn't seen me in forever... He walked toward the rocking chair, talking to the kids, the lady in white gone. At the door the third ghost appears, a woman dressed as nun from an earlier christian period, she was short, busty, wearing a mask of a Happy Buddha. No ghost went back down, and the last two spoke to the children only.

I was with a friend, we were on some kind of drug, it made us see a demonic lifelike version of ourselves which we thought was really there, but it was in our heads. We were having counselling for it and the demonic version of ourselves was very violent. I was the first to recover and stop taking the drug but my friend was still struggling with it, I managed to get away from the demon version of myself but was continuously scared of it coming back and I escaped bringing my friend with me. In the end of the dream we were in a different situation my friend and I met this guy in a car outside the building we were previously in, we went to a hotel drinking etc, having fun, although I was still waiting for the demons to come back but they didn't, I reminded the friend of what we had to do the next day and she had no recollection of our previous plans and didn't seem to think it was the same date as me, but I checked my phone and I was the one who was right. We left the hotel room, I am still worried the demons would come and destroy everything and that is when I woke up suddenly.

I was in school. College perhaps, because I recall being able to call the teacher "professor." I think, even, that the teacher in question was one of my teachers from college. Liz, we called her. Her first name was Elizabeth. I can't even remember what her formal 'teacher name' would be. She was always just Liz. My class and I had a project to do. A last-minute, end of the year project that was thrown together due to poor planning on the professor's part. I had to go to a particularly large classroom - literally quite grandiose, with stacks of bookshelves for some reason lining the walls - and I had to put on a performance for a class of younger students. We were tasked with performing Star Wars - just the first movie, Darth Vader and all that noise. But we had no costumes. Nor did we have any preparation. We had to do it right then. The only costumes we could find were (and this may be dangerous to say around these parts)... animal costumes. Fur suits. All I can remember was being mad. That wasn't what I signed up for. I was failed by the educational system. Failed by my professor. I remember yelling about it, making a scene, in front of the audience, about how much of an utter disgrace the whole thing was.

I was in bed when a ghost tried choking me multiple times it would go away when my mom opened the door from me yelling. I went to the kitchen with the door of my room wide open, and it closes with a loud slam of the door. The lights would turn off by themselves. Once I got too the slammed door the lights were on which I could tell because of the light coming from the bottom of the door. For the 3rd time I'm in my room lights turn off by themselves and I run out to the kitchen where my mom was and I started praying to go to help me with this horrible entity

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