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I was standing in the great room on the first floor of a two story house. The wallpaper and wood trim along the walls looked Victorian. There was a lady there kind of hanging out in the distance. I was trying to figure out where I was and why I was there, but just as soon as I opened my mouth to talk to the lady, she screamed. The house started to flood very rapidly. We ran up the stairs as fast as we could even though it felt as if I was moving in slow motion. When I reached the top floor I began to worry about my suitcases . Im not even sure what was in them. Somehow I managed to grab several bags that were mine and started throwing them out of the window one by one. I had to dive into the water and swim all the way to the first floor for a few of them. The lady was screaming at me saying that I needed to get out and not to worry about the suitcases but I felt like they needed to come out with me. Finally, I decided that I would leave the rest behind because it wasn’t worth risking my life to save every single suitcase. I swam out of the house and even abandoned the suitcases that I had already gotten out of the house. I just wanted to be safe again.

I was standing in the great room on the first floor of a two story house. The wallpaper and wood trim along the walls looked Victorian. There was a lady there kind of hanging out in the distance. I was trying to figure out where I was and why I was there, but just as soon as I opened my mouth to talk to the lady, she screamed. The house started to flood very rapidly. We ran up the stairs as fast as we could even though it felt as if I was moving in slow motion. When I reached the top floor I began to worry about my suitcases (or bags). Im not even sure what was in them. Somehow I managed to grab several bags that were mine and started throwing them out of the window one by one. I had to dive into the water and swim all the way to the first floor for a few of them. The lady was screaming at me saying that I needed to get out and not to worry about the suitcases but I felt like they needed to come out with me. Finally, I decided that I would leave the rest behind because it wasn’t worth risking my life to save every single suitcase. I swam out of the house and even abandoned the suitcases that I had already gotten out of the house. I just wanted to be safe again.

I spent the first half of my dream organizing my room, which was split into two, my tv in the first half and a mirror/dresser in the second half against the far wall and my bed split between the two rooms so I could still see both tv and mirror. I spent what felt like hours in this dream organizing small items into a variety of spaces and confines within my room (which was red like my current room). Then I went to join my sister, her friend, and my friend as they had been drinking/partying during this time in what is my backyard in the dream. It was set up like a courtyard or a opening in the wood with just the tops of houses in the distance. They were busy setting up the area so my sisters friend could release her yellow bird from its cage, which looked like a goldfinch. When she released her goldfinch I was the first to see the eyes and outline of what turned out the be a lynx which traipsed in and snagged the goldfinch in his/her mouth and ran off into the wood, to return moments later when the lynx went to bite/snag my dog in his/her mouth as well, I then stepped on the lynx and captured it in a plastic bag where it continually clawed at my arms for hours as everyone insisted I release the lynx. My aunt and I insisted on bringing the lynx to the vet to discuss possibilities of releasing it in another area or euthanizing it (which is not a usual waking thought of mine). She gave me a wallet which was almost the size of a suitcase and i began sewing up the suitcase so the lynx could no longer scratch up my arms. We arrived at the vet parking lot where I knew the lynx had somehow released the goldfinch because I could hear it singing.

I was standing in the great room on the first floor of a two story house. The wallpaper and wood trim along the walls looked Victorian. There was a lady there kind of hanging out in the distance. I was trying to figure out where I was and why I was there, but just as soon as I opened my mouth to talk to the lady, she screamed. The house started to flood very rapidly. We ran up the stairs as fast as we could even though it felt as if I was moving in slow motion. When I reached the top floor I began to worry about my suitcases. Im not even sure what was in them. Somehow I managed to grab several bags that were mine and started throwing them out of the window one by one. I had to dive into the water and swim all the way to the first floor for a few of them. The lady was screaming at me saying that I needed to get out and not to worry about the suitcases but I felt like they needed to come out with me. Finally, I decided that I would leave the rest behind because it wasn’t worth risking my life to save every single suitcase. I swam out of the house and even abandoned the suitcases that I had already gotten out of the house. I just wanted to be safe again.

I was lying on a bed in a greyish room (that I don't recognise) and I was heavily pregnant. A male friend of mine was next to me and I think he was supposed to be the father (bearing in mind I've never dated this guy or had feelings for him.) I said something along the lines of "I don't want to have a baby." it felt like I was worried about something but I don't know what. It almost felt like someone was about to come into the room and I didn't want them to know. anyway, I started pushing to give birth but stopped half way through and got up off the bed and walked over to a full body mirror that was on the wall on the right of the bed. I looked in the mirror and I was no longer pregnant, I was back to a normal weight. However, you know how when someone loses weight too quickly and a flap of skin is left behind? Well there was an empty flap of skin on my lower stomach. after flapping round with the skin a bit (thoroughly entertained but also slightly annoyed) I looked down at my the floor, and there, between my feet (for some reason I was in a stance in which my legs were parted) was a plastic baby. A toy, plastic baby. And I was overly creeped out.

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