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I saw my dead grandmother in my dream. My son, her and her husband (not my grandfather but also dead) and me were about to drive home in an old minivan I used to own. We were all leaving some kind of religious festival in Mexico. Right before getting to our van my son got a call from his father who we left years ago for physically abusing us. He is a very mean person but my son didnt sound afraid and was making plans to see him on the weekend. My grandmother only spoke to her husband to hurry him up. While we were at the festival I didn't see her or her husband at all, only until we started walking towards the van to go home.

I was at my high school's gymnasium with president Obama. We were very close friends, walking side by side, talking and laughing. He gave me a big gold necklace as a gift. I was holding the necklace in my hands. Then I saw a man standing on a small stage on the side, he was very depressed, he pointed to me and I carefully handed him a gun. He then positioned the gun right under his chin and shot himself committing suicide. After the shooting, I was in shock, I didn't look at the dead man, I just collapsed on the floor in a fetal position, I hid my face and started crying and yelling (Shouting, Screaming) "No". A man came and placed handcuffs on my wrests, I was still holding the gold necklace in my hand. Obama saw everything that happened but he wasn't too worried about me, it was as if he knew that they would let me go and that this was just the procedure after a shooting. I sat there in the gymnasium on some chairs and I found the presidents wife next to me. She was white and she was feeding a black baby girl. The child was about one or two years old. She was very cute but a little shy. She smiled at me and I smiled back. Then, I pulled my right hand out of the cuffs and the presidents wife looked at me like "what the hell?", I smiled and said "Yeah, I'm double-jointed" then I put my hand back into the cuffs. Finally the man came back and took the cuffs off of me. I walked out the gymnasium from the back door and I found myself in my middle school's (Intermediate School) hallway (the one that I use to practice gymnastics in when I was in middle school) I saw Obama wearing a white apron and had a tray with drinks in it (I think it was tea), he was taking it into a room as if he had guests over, I casually said goodbye to him, I was very tired so I said to him as I was leaving "I just want to sleep". I walked outdoors to find myself at my elementary school, only instead of the yard, it was an ocean. It was beautiful and then I saw a car sinking in the ocean. I rushed to the beach and saw some people pointing and talking about the accident and some other people in the water pulling out a girl out of the car. She was all socked up and wet but she was standing on top of the sinking car and the rescuers were holding her. After that, while I was standing on the white soft sand on the beach, I suddenly felt a breeze and I found myself floating in the air. Everyone started looking at me. I smiled and started flying around. As I was flying, I decided to go towards the cafeteria, I was so happy, so free and having so much fun. I was so much in control that I decided to lay on my back as I was flying. Then, I suddenly saw my great grandmother (who died when I was twelve). She was sitting on a whit bench, she looked exactly like she did when she was alive but she was crippled in my dream. She hand her knees up in her stomach, she wasn't talking or moving but when I called her name, she moved her eyes and looked at me. She didn't recognize me and I got very upset. I held her and tried to talk to her then I helped her up in a standing position and I hugged her so tight. After hugging her, I let go of her and she suddenly was no longer old! She transferred into a little girl, her skin was so smooth, her hair was parted in the middle and braided to the sides. She was around seven or eight years old and she started running around and playing with an invisible person that I couldn't see but she could. However, she still could not see me.

Hello! My name is Hannah. I am 15, and I live in Pennsylvainia, US. A few months ago I had a strange dream and I'm having trouble figuring it out. Before I tell you my dream, you should know that I have an Instagram. Which means that I have friends from other parts of the world. I really only have 2 permanent bestfriends from the internet; Rachael and Gio. The others just come and go. I've known both Gio and Rachael for the same amount of time (10 months) -no they're not stalkers. Kinda hard to hide that for 10 months everyday,and we've skyped-. Anyways, my dream goes like this... My family (mom, dad, brother, sister, and me) went on a vacation to Pureto Rico. We had a little condo there. So, I was making my bed beside the window, and I was getting really excited, and I was changing in front of the window... which is weird because I was doing it on purpose. Anywho... 5 minutes later Gio walks by... and I shout down from the balcony. (It sorta reminded me of Romeo and Juliet), and we meet, but I wasn't nervous or anything. You see I have anxiety, which means I worry about little things like meeting people. But, it was like it was all gone. But anyways he took me to meet his family and they were nicer than he mentioned. You learn a lot in 10 months... And they did tribal dances as well... but the thing is... he lives in New Jersey. He has mentioned that he was Purteo Rican. But his house was like a small white shaq. I seriously have no idea what to think about this dream. Please help.

Finally the man came back and took the cuffs off of me. I walked out the gymnasium from the back door and I found myself in my middle school's (Intermediate School) hallway (the one that I use to practice gymnastics in when I was in middle school) I saw Obama wearing a white apron and had a tray with drinks in it (I think it was tea), he was taking it into a room as if he had guests over, I casually said goodbye to him, I was very tired so I said to him as I was leaving "I just want to sleep". I walked outdoors to find myself at my elementary school, only instead of the yard, it was an ocean. It was beautiful and then I saw a car sinking in the ocean. I rushed to the beach and saw some people pointing and talking about the accident and some other people in the water pulling out a girl out of the car. She was all socked up and wet but she was standing on top of the sinking car and the rescuers were holding her. After that, while I was standing on the white soft sand on the beach, I suddenly felt a breeze and I found myself floating in the air. Everyone started looking at me. I smiled and started flying around. As I was flying, I decided to go towards the cafeteria, I was so happy, so free and having so much fun. I was so much in control that I decided to lay on my back as I was flying. Then, I suddenly saw my great grandmother (who died when I was twelve). She was sitting on a whit bench, she looked exactly like she did when she was alive but she was crippled in my dream. She hand her knees up in her stomach, she wasn't talking or moving but when I called her name, she moved her eyes and looked at me. She didn't recognize me and I got very upset. I held her and tried to talk to her then I helped her up in a standing position and I hugged her so tight. After hugging her, I let go of her and she suddenly was no longer old! She transferred into a little girl, her skin was so smooth, her hair was parted in the middle and braided to the sides. She was around seven or eight years old and she started running around and playing with an invisible person that I couldn't see but she could. However, she still could not see me.

I was at my high school gym with president Obama. We were very close friends, walking side by side, talking and laughing. He gave me a big gold necklace as a gift. I was holding the necklace in my hands. Then I saw a man standing on a small stage on the side, he was very depressed, he pointed to me and I carefully handed him a gun. He then positioned the gun right under his chin and shot himself. After the shooting, I was in shock, I didn't look at the dead man, I just collapsed on the floor in a fetal position, I hid my face and I was yelling "No". A man came and placed handcuffs on my wrests, I was still holding the gold necklace in my hand. Obama saw everything that happened but he wasn't too worried about me, it was as if he knew that they would let me go and that this was just the procedure after a shooting. I sat there in the gym on some chairs and I found the presidents wife next to me. She was white and she was feeding a black baby girl. The little girl was about one or two years old. She was very cute but a little shy. She smiled at me and I smiled back. Then, I pulled my right hand out of the cuffs and the presidents wife looked at me like "what the hell?", I smiled and said "Yeah, I'm double-jointed" then I put my hand back into the cuffs. Finally the man came back and took the cuffs off of me. I walked out the gym from the back door and I found myself in my middle schools hallway (the one that I use to practice gymnastics in when I was in middle school) I saw Obama wearing a white apron and had a tray with drinks in it (I think it was tea), he was taking it into one of the room as if he had guest over, I casually said goodbye to him, I was very tired so I said to him as I was leaving "I just want to sleep". I walked outdoors to find myself at my elementary school, only instead of the yard, it was an ocean. It was beautiful and then I saw a car sinking in the ocean. I rushed to the beach and saw some people pointing and talking about the accident and some other people in the water pulling out some people out of the car. Everyone was OK. After that, while I was standing on the white soft sand on the beach, I suddenly felt a breeze and I found myself floating in the air. Everyone started looking at me. I smiled and started flying around. As I was flying, I decided to go towards the cafeteria, I was so happy, so free and having so much fun. I was so much in control that I decided to lay on my back as I was flying. Then, I suddenly saw my great grandmother (who died when I was twelve). She was sitting on a whit bench, she looked exactly like she did when she was alive but she was crippled in my dream. She hand her knees up in her stomach, she wasn't talking or moving but when I called her name, she moved her eyes and looked at me. She didn't recognize me and I got very upset. I held her and tried to talk to her then I helped her up in a standing position and I hugged her so tight. After hugging her and when I let go of her, she was no longer old! She transferred into a little girl, her skin was so smooth, her hair was parted in the middle and braided to the sides. She was around seven or eight years old and she started running around and playing with an invisible person that I couldn't see but she could. However, she still could not see me.

I dreamt my friend's family was visiting. Her parents called me over to meet the ghost that they could summon. They summoned the ghost and I screamed and ran back to my room. I ran to my bed and fell asleep. But I woke up again, screaming. I couldn't stop. I went to sleep again, and I screamed again. My parents were worried about me so they called over my friend and her parents to summon the ghost again. They summoned her and I shook her hand. We made friends. But when I got back to sleep, I scremed again, but only for a short time, then I stopped completely.

More than once, I get into my car and an elderly man gets in the backseat. He gives me requests as if I am a taxi, “Grocery store, please” or “Home, thanks”. I am never afraid of him and he seems to trust me. I seem to have an understanding that he knows I am not a taxi but that he needs my help; it makes me feel good to assist him. He seems kind and wise. At one point, I am driving a car and pulling a motorcycle behind me/it. At one point, I pull over and am walking around the outside of the vehicle; aware of the attention the car and motorcycle seem to be attracting (they are lovely and expensive). I get into the car and the old man is now directly beside me and he needs to go to the grocery store. I pull away from the curb but realize I leave the motorcycle behind me. I fret about this and think about backing up; it is not appropriately or legally parked but I realize there is oncoming traffic behind me and I will have to leave it and return to it later. The car has changed to more of a frame of a car; with metal bars giving it shape but otherwise completely exposed to the outside. I seem to be having trouble steering and directing the car; I am not entirely out of control but I feel clumsy with it. I am embarrassed that I do not remember how to get to the store the old man wants to go to and I have to ask him to remind me of the way - - he tells me to make a right at the next light and I do; this seems to trigger my memory and I suddenly realize the direction/store where we are going. At one point, we get out of the car and are in an elevator together – I do not remember if we are going up or down – only that we are on our way to the store.

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