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A far as I know, my dream started in a rainstorm. For some reason, it was my fault that wind was circling my house while a dark storm brewed outside. Internally, I remember thinking that it was tornado weather, that a tornado would strike my house and pull it from the ground. The difference I didn't notice till I woke up was that the house was like a weak replica of my house made of old wood. It was placed where at the school where it says "community center" but the school wasn't there. The winds did eventually pull apart the house, but only the second floor, which I was on, was swing into the school parking lot. It went slow motion as I was flying and whenever I fly in a dream, it slows down, like my mind is questioning if that could really happen. After the second floor of my house replica crashes through a tree, I climb out safely and unharmed. In the school parking lot is my cousins. Liz and I are put on a team for a new game against Debby and Ruth. The game is like tag but even though one team goes after the other as the tagger and the other runs, it doesn't switch teams if you tag them. Teams switch between being tagger at the sound if a whistle every 5-10 min. If your tagged, your out of the game. We suddenly found ourselves running around grandmas farm before ending up at some place I've never seen. At this place was all the freshmen and the teams were now boy against girl. Us girls were taggers and were hanging out in an apartment like building with the boys that for some reason we weren't tagging, even though they were in still. Suddenly the whistle blows and us females run for the door, um the first out of the backroom into the kitchen and debate hiding in the fridge, but instead hide to the side of it opposite the door everyone is trying to get through. The lights are off and most of the females that havnt been tagged are running out the kitchen door to where I suppose the hallway is. The first male to come out turns on the kitchen light.The males are screaming "this is Sparta!" And chasing after them. A few of the males still have food and drinks and shit from in the room and rush to the fridge to put it away. I'm freaking out cuz I think they'll catch me, but the door opens so it blocks me from view. They throw the stuff in the fridge and don't bother closing the door. At this point a person that is co side red a respected figure in the dream, I assume a teacher but don't recognize him, yells at the boys and makes them all crowd in the kitchen to talk about how impolite they are being to the girls. At this point , the fridge door is closed and Jo and gen show up next to me. I don't question anything at first cuz genna looks the same, but in this dream Jo is skinny. Her hair is the same color, but has an anime kind of wave to it, she literally looks like an anime character. This is the pint where I'm like "umm that's not how Jo is" and when I overly question the dream, it kicks me out so that's when I wake up.

I start in a loft apartment it is bigger, and kind of plain and dark like the lights are all off.I turn around and there are two sets of stairs, one steep and long set that goes down to a dark door that I always feel I should stay away from and never open. in the middle of the stairs that go down there is a grand dinning room I don't really go in there but it is just there.it is kind of dark and depressing. Right next to that set of stairs there is another smaller set of stairs I never really see them but I know they are there and right off them there is a bedroom very simple just a bed and dresser but it is bright.I stand in the loft for a while then I look in the bedroom ,move over and look down the stairs I can see into the dinning room.I look back down the stairs at the door and I am terrified the overwelming fear. I want to open the door and see what is there that is scaring me so bad but I Dont dare.I am all of a sudden right in front of the door and the I wake up haking and scared.

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.

This morning I had a dream where I was making out with this random guy. I didn't know him but at the same time I did and I kind of remember his face. I could feel every kiss, I could feel the moisture of his lips and when I started kissing his neck I heard him say "God, this feels amazing!" It all felt so real and I have to admit I've never felt so good in my life while I was doing it. And the strange thing is I was the one doing most of the work and I could feel EVERYTHING! What does my dream mean? I really liked it :P

Five young persons investigue some kind of murders. Four of them are from USA and one boy is from UK, in the UK it's Halloween and everything is orange and full of pumpkins and the boy from Uk is talking with one of the girls from USA because they have to go to the cemetery to see the dead body when the night start to fall the girl from USA stars to see the dead ones and her eyes stars changing the color from black to blue and at that time in the cemetery she stars to see more clearly the dead ones than the leaving ones and just like that she realises the guy from the UK is dead and is helping them to solve the murder. Then the girl who sees the dead ones realises that the murder is in the cemetery so she starts running for her life.

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.

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