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Yesterday night i had a dream about my loved one... he passed away two months ago... I had a dream that actually i was trying to get a rickshaw to go home & he was sitting behind where passengers sit in that rickshaw... the moment i went closer & peeped inside, i saw him... he was hiding his face.. then when i saw him & i recognised, i was crying for him b'coz i questioned him that why is he playing such a prank on us coz everybody is arranging a funneral for him but he is here leaving me all alone... so, he got down of that rickshaw & started to walk away.. as i got down & begin to go behind him, he started running & so did i... then he got inside a building & me too did that... he was laughing... i was crying & begging him to come towards me... then he hiden somewhere... i sat on the staircase crying for him... after that he saw me crying he came to me... some conversation took between us, i dont remember it clearly but i very clearly mentioned that i neede him alot... i am alone without him& i love him more than myself....... some conversation again..... then i told him that wait here i am coming with my bags in two seconds... i asked him for promise & he promised me... but as i returned with the bag, he vanished.... I was so crestfallen & broken that i went to a mountain to its edge, cut my hand, stabbed myself with the knife & climbed off the mountain.... then after this very moment i got up in a shock......

As a child I would have this recurring dream where I was standing in a large archway looking into a very large domed cathedral type room, very dark with the only light coming from a matching archway directly across the room from me, the floor was white and black checkerbord. The room was empty, walls where smooth with some kind of painting/fresco that I could never make out. And always in every dream there was a figure, seemed to be a man standing in the archway across from me, I could never see his face or another details because the light was behind him shining in. Every time this figure would turn his back to me. Look back over his sholder and walk away......I would always wake with a metallic taste in my mouth and cold sweats.

I was in an airport and I realized that I forgot to purchase a ticket for my flight that leaves at 9:30. My destination was New York for New Years. I clearly distressed and running around the airport. I come to a cashier and buy a ticket for the 9:30 flight and he tells me that its 9:20. He then nods his head toward a very long line of people in which I have to get into, in order to print the ticket I just bought. I was feeling hopeless but still went to the back of the line. There I met a young woman about my age who was aslo late for her flight. She seemed be perfect. She had shoulder length brown hair, blue eyes, white complextion, a few freckles on her face, and a daisy in her hair. I can't remember all of what we talked about. I remember her saying she lived in Austin, TX with her aunt and remember feeling that she was an extremly sweet girl. At this point I start looking around for other printers where I can print my ticket. I knew that if I left to try and find a printer I might risk losing my spot in the line i was already in. I left anyway, but I couldn't find another printer so I went back hoping no one else got in line. Sure enough I returned and there were ten more people in line. I was hoping however that the sweet girl would let me cut behind her to get my spot back. To my suprise I saw her at the back of the line. I went up to her and asked her why she went to the back of the line. She told "Because I was waiting for you" At this moment It was as if she lifted all the distress I just had. I was full of joy and was at peace. Missing my flight no longer mattered. I don't remember when but somewhere in the dream I remember seeing an image of her hand or a hand with an engagement ring on it. I woke feeling very happy but also very curious about the dream. I have my own theories about the dreams but am intrested to see what others think.

I dreamed of a school , i saw my closest friend named keith arvin 14 years old . sitting in front together with his classmates, and i was sitting at the back , i was 25 years old at that time, and i have my best friend a girl who is the closest friend of mine sitting beside me she gave me a cute spiral notebook, then she told me to remove the metal spiral on my notebook and make it straight, suddenly my friend who is 14 years old keith arvin came and sit behind my back , and i was felt like nervous seeing him looking either at me or the cute notebook that my friend gave to me, i felt in love with this boy and so very shy and hesitantly to look at him.

I was standing above hills, water was rushing over them like a tidal wave, i could see as it came over each hill getting closer to me, it was moving fast.... then it felt as if i were in a glass house as i was enclosed behind doors but could see outside in all directions around me.... the water kept coming towards me bursting through the double doors, rushing around, and pass me, bursting out through the front doors..... some drained back in to fill the room with about a foot of water but we were standing on a low platform above the water..... what could this mean????

It was the middle of a zombie apocalypse. Myself and a few friends were among the few remaining survivors. We met up at my high school, which had been converted to a refugee shelter. On arriving, the place was surrounded by zombies. Inside, a weapon was being built, a giant train, converted into a tank/hotel on wheels. We spent a few weeks finishing up the Battle Train. On the day it was ready to launch a last group of refugees arrived, one of them was a good friend of mine. As the group ran for the building, she fell behind, and before I could help her, was caught by the zombies. I retreated into the train and locked myself in my room as the Battle Train set off on its cross-country journey, mowing down zombies and rescuing survivors.

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