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My boyfriend s ex comes over to visit and walks right in, forces herself in. I'm hiding in the closet which she opens, sees me and then my boyfriend s comes over to sit with me. Next we are all sitting in the closet and he is talking to her. I then look at him and try to tell him how innapropriate this is so she goes to leave and he escorts her out. He and I talk about this, and I say he should have no connection with his ex, and he's laughing but agreeing. He says he's going out and she briefly comes back into our room but with her face covered by a bag of some sort, she says no words but I know it's her. He leaves, and I'm crying and I try to call him and he tells me he'll be back. I leave our room and end up out on the curb with a bunch of random people behind me. I call him again and he answers, I don't remember what is said except that they are smoking weed together in the car. Somehow in the morning I end up with one of my friends and we go to a restsuaurant and talk about it. She's not empathetic but she is with me and I feel so abandoned, lost, confused, sick, and trapped. I don't know what I'm going to do with the baby in my stomach, as I am 10 weeks pregnant (in real life and in the dream). I feel like i can't go to anyone so i visit this shelter and the last thing I remember is smashing my phone so no one can get in touch with me.

A very realistic dream that even tho my son is now 14, I've been unable to shake from my memory. In the dream I had my son in the hospital, they kidnaped him, claiming he was dead. But, I could hear him crying and tho I was heavily drugged and everything was spinning, I found my way down dark hallways, staying hidden from others. I found my son in a basement that was pitch black. He was alone in a hospital baby bed, with a write spotlight on him. I could hear hospital staff and doctors whispering in nearby rooms and knew they m meant him harm. I took my son and was crouching and crawling thru the halls to keep from being seen. But they were looking for us. I was paying that they wouldn't find us.

Last night I had a dream that had many things going on. I can only remember some things but I remember being in school and I was walking out of class and one of my class mates (who I only talk to once in a while now an we aren't really that good of friends) and he's like smiling at me. In my head (in the dream) I recall that I was drunk and I lost my virginity to him that night. He then said to me "I had a good time last night" and I said "me too" even though I know I regret it. The dream goes on. It then shifts to me talking to this guy I never met before in my life but in my dream I knew him. He tells me we should hang out again sometime. Then something weird happens and it's like I'm looking at pictures of me with the guy sitting at the movie theater and he has his finger in my mouth and I remember him telling me to suck it. Then there's another picture of me sleeping on him. And all the pictures continue and I'm sleeping in all of them. The thing is that I was unconscious the whole time we were sitting in the movie theater. When I stop looking at the pictures I look at the guy and he smiles a dreamy smile and I have this urge to kiss him. And I feel this weird connection to him. He then leaves and I miss him an wish he be back. I wake up after that.

In my dream, the guy I like and I were running from something. It was something dangerous. We ran all the way to a strange park and I had climbed up into one of the little playground sets. I looked behind me and noticed I liked wasn't there. A few minutes later in the dream, he appeared and I found out that he had fought off the dangerous thing. Whatever it was, he had fought it off successfully. He was hurt but he was still alive. I felt so bad and so sorry for him but he reassured me that it was alright. After that we hung out in the playground set, talking and messing around.

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