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I've had this same dream twice in a night ( 21/3/16). The first dream was sad and the second turned out happy. In the first dream, I was close friends with this boy( I don't know who he is) and we're both 15/16 years old( I'm 15 right now turning 16 in august). The boy has dirty blond hair, muscular arms ( that's all I know of this boy as I have never seen him before)We had just become friends but it felt like we liked eachother but we're to scared to admit it. This boy told me that when he was a little boy he use to get abused by his dad but one day his dad just left. So one day I was at my house with my family and the boy came running to my house and told me his dad was back and after him. We didn't tell my family so when his dad came to the door they let him in and he explained that he was the boys dad. My family left the house to give the boy and his dad privacy but I stayed. The dad had started to abuse the boy again but I stepped in and took the beating meant for the boy. After the dad was done, he left and the boy took me upstairs, cared for my injuries and we both lay in bed side by side. The boy wouldn't stop crying because he felt bad that I took the beating but I reassured him I was fine and would do that again if I had to. The boy still felt sad and blamed him self so he took his life and I couldn't save him. I saved him once from his dad but I couldn't save him then. In the second dream that I had the same night, everything happend the way it happened in the first dream. Me and the boy are friends, he told me he use to get abused, his dad went away, the boy comes to my house because his dad's back. But for some reason I knew what would happen if someone in my family opened the door , so I told my family not to open the door if somone knocks. His dad came to my house, knocked on the door , but no one opened the door. The dad went away after knocking a couple times and I saved the boy from getting abused again. I saved the boy from taking his life. When I woke up, I felt really sad because I remembered that in the first dream the boy took his life because of me. The thought of this is eating me up and I feel like crying due to that, even though I did save him in the second dream. The dream is all I'm thinking about and the boy even though I don't know who he is. These dreams did happen on the same night right after eachother

I was riding in the car with my boyfriend . For some reason we kept "crashing" but we'd end up okay. The first time it happened I was so scared but I remember feeling peace cause I just decided to let God handle it. I really thought we were gonna die but we just went through some trees and ended up on another road. This rode we also drove off but somehow ended up by a train. For some reason Jonathan became angry at me and decided to leave on the train. I don't know to where or why. In the back of my head I told myself to let him go but I couldn't. I begged him not to. He yelled at me to shut up not to say anything else ever. I remember crying in the dream trying to get myself to wake cause I just knew it had to be a dream. But I didn't, at least not right away. We just drove again and ended up somewhere else, he was talking to me, not nicely, then I woke up I think.

I was standing on a corner of an intersection when this black boy got hit by a car. I called the police and the dispatcher asked me what happened. I told them that a black boy got hit by a car. They said they woundnt come because he was black. I cursed them out and hung up. Soon all the boys family was there and they were getting loud like they wanted to start a riot. I left annoyed and went to go eat. I walked to a resturant but walked out beacuse I remembered that my mom didnt like it. I went next door to a pizza place got food and went back outside to my family. The black people were still outside and i met up with my mom and got in her van and we left.

I was in an office of a professor and it was surrounded by glass and overlooked a large body of water. While the professor, my boyfriend , and I were talking out of no where a chunk of of an airplane fell out of the sky while it was on fire and people were falling out. My boyfriend started to call 911 but the professor (who is also our boss) said to hang up and we both stared at her in confusion but listened anyway. A second chunk of the plane while also on fire fell out of the sky and I started to panic and it became very apparent in my face. She told me "penelope wait-then let it all come in" and so I took a deep breath and I let it out very slowly and I felt calm I felt reassured. I kissed my boyfriend and right after that the other chunks of the plane fell out of the sky all on fire. That is when we all started to look for a way out through the window. The professor immediately, right after i opened my eyes grabbed a chair and smashed it against the window. We tried with another chair to break it but it would not. At some point we broke the window and jumped out into the body of water to try to escape we heard screams and rhe police was showing up in big groupd while things falling apart. People said it was a terrorist attack. Then after people were saved we entered the waiting room and everyone stared at us mad questioning why we didn't call the police when it first happened and why it took so long for us to call them. They were all really mad and said that maybe we were part of it but they were specifically looking at me a lot. I was so nervous and angry because it had been so traumatizing that I couldn't believe they would think that. I tried to talk about it with my friend and she had to leave while we were in some sort of hallway with a tv and the TV was so loud that as she left there was a room in that hallway and a man was very mad at the volume level it was on so he screamed at us to turn it down but his voice was so rough that it sounded like it was the airplane falling again and I started to panic but realized he was just scolding us and I took a deep breath to calm down. I saw my other friend and asked her if she was okay and she tried to make me laugh as she always tries but she could tell i was in a lot of pain and she told me she'd take me out of dinner since we couldn't eat in the dorm they were still picking up the pieces. I was then in the computer lab trying to talk to my friends and telling them that my boyfriend did call 911 and everything that happened. I asked my best friend if she thought I should tell my mother what had happened but she said no and so I looked at the clock and it was 11pm and I was trying to decide if I should call my cousin who I'm really close to to tell her. I felt so shocked I couldn't believe I had been through something so awful and I felt like the memory was all inside my heart and I could not stop thinking about it. I decided it was too late to call but was desperate for someone to talk to.

I dreamed I was walking home from work. A woman I know drove up in a small blue car like a Volkswagen Beetle but not a beetle. She was with two other women I did not recognize. She told me they were going to try a new restaurant that has just opened and wanted to know if I wanted to join them. I eagerly agreed and got into the car. We drove only a small bit before arriving at a small run down neighborhood. The restaurant sat in the middle of the block and looked like a large two story house made out of the same material as a pencil eraser, and when you touched it it jiggled like jell-O. We went up to a door just up a short step but when we opened the door their was a bald man wearing a tank top T shirt and black cargo pants talking about stock options. We eventually found another door similar to that one on the other side with a smaller door on the ground next to it. By ringing the bell on the small door a Little person came out cursing and swearing and ran up the stairs, unlocked the door, then ran back into the little door. We went in a found a huge dark restaurant. They had a steak bar, sea food Liquor, everything you could imagine and our table was piled high with all kinds of food. We ate and laughed and had a really great time. I was getting full and wanted to leave but they were not done yet. So I left. I walked out and it was late afternoon. I crossed the street to find the scene had changed. The side walk I stepped off of was still a little run down neighborhood, but now the street was cobble stone and lined with Gas light style street lamps. Across the street was a thick tropical jungle. It was getting dark the further across the road I walked. Suddenly two large elephants burst out of the jungle and were wrestling in the same way people wrestle. They clutched each other and fell over then started rolling towards me. I just had time to jump out of the way and step up on the opposite side walk. The scene changed again. It was dark at this time and the street was lined with these depressing buildings made of dark crumbling stones. I stepped into an open doorway. When I stepped in, I found a low ceiling room, dirt floors, crumbling stone columns rising up from the floor. In the center of the room were these kids dressed in, what I interpreted, as school uniforms from the turn of the 19th century. They all looked very demented and dangerous, either staring blankly at the walls, or grinning an evil and crazy grin. A woman was there dressed as a nun telling them of the importance of balancing a check book. I remember saying something like, "I'm in the wrong place", and turning to leave. When I turned I was looking at a girl who appeared to be around 14 years old. She had black hair and eyes and tan skin. I walked past her heading for the door i came in and could feel her following me. Suddenly she ran up and bit me on my right shoulder blade. When I turned around to see what had happened she was blonde, with blue eyes and pale skin and had blood dribbling out of the corner of her mouth. That was when I wok up. I swear I had not had a drop of alcohol or any drugs. LOL

I was on something like a dock. A large squid was laying there and I knew that was the true form of the man that I loved. He was normally human but changed when he touched the water. He kissed me in his squid for somehow and rubbed his 'nose' somehow with mine. That was when we said we loved each other.I could hear the people banging on the other side of the door but that didn't matter. The scene changed and he was in danger because he had to go home. He could only accomplish that through the water. So I tried to jump from the bridge along with some other man to break the glass that was placed on top of it. Only it wasn't glass but a fence. We tried braking it but nothing happened it only bent. So we tried from another angle. We finally found a way to get into the water. My beloved jumped but the water somehow vanished when he touched it. I don't know where he went. The scene changed again but I think this time I traveled back in time to see how my beloved had me his first love. I think it was me but I could be wrong. Then I woke up.

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