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I had a dream that I saw my boos and his son. The bosses son came to were I was standing and he had a drink. I asked him in the dream if I could have a sip of what he was drinking and the bosses son extended the drink and I took a sip. When I tasted the drink it was kind of watery. Then I noticed my boss was standing next to his son. My boss didn't say a thing he was simply quiet and I didn't talk to him as well. I walked away from both of them in the dream. Trying to interpret the meaning of this dream.

I had powers and a set of changeable wings. I kept them hidden so nobody knew. at school I was in the middle of a writing session were my evil auntie, who was an anti-Christ, came and tried to attack me. to protect myself, I used my powers, forgetting about my class mates. she managed to to hit me with her dagger in my shoulder. I extended my wings and used them as a shield to protect myself from anymore damage. my auntie somehow managed to hit me with a half dead potion which put put me in a deep sleep. luckly I ws kissed awake.

For the past 2 day's I've had similar dreams. They are both different, but the same thing happens in some shape or form. In the first dream, I was with a choir. It was a big day for us. A big performance was coming. Before the performance, though, we had to sing while someone took pictures. I remember my picture being awful, my mouth was open way too much. All most in an unnatural way. And then we individually sang a song. But I didn't know mine. It was for a grade, so I would have to take it again sometime. Then I was on a roof. Kind of a balcony on the roof. A tall glass building. I'm guessing about 10 stories up. And a girl said it was time to retake it. She had a camera. For some reason, I didn't think I was supposed to sing that song, which I didn't know. And I remember a song in my head. In reality I've never heard of it. It was completely new and it sounded like it could be an extremely popular song. It was a pop song. And the lyrics were really good. I was going to sing the song, but then I suddenly forgot it. And I instead sang Sweet Escape. The girl interupted and told me I wasn't singing the right song. I remember in the dream feeling constant embarrassment. There was a lot more in the dream, that right now I can't quite recall, but that is all in the dream about the choir. In the second dream, I was back in time. I was, I'm guessing, around the 1930's. In reality I'm 15 years old. But for some reason in this time setting my mom was younger. I can't recall how younger. Anyways, I was in a school. I had gym. And I remember being rather unpopular... but that doesn't matter. Later on, I had a big choir performance. On stage, big crowd, lights out, everything was about to start. I was on the top row. There were only four other girls there with me. We were all on the left side. All the other rows were crowded, but there was a clearing in the middle. We were singing Ring Christmas Bells. For some reason, my voice was awful. I sang quietly because of it. It was out of tone and scratchy. At some point the girls and I on the top row were going to do a little routine. I didn't know about it, but I went along with it. I went on the other side. Me and one of the other girls were supposed to spin around each other. From this point imagine the stage from a side angle. The rows of the stage horizontal. She thought was supposed to go right and me left. But for some reason I knew I was supposed to go right. I was determined to stay on the right side. She kept on giving my a funny look. Obviously signaling for me to go to the other side. I didn't. We briefly bumped into each other before she went on the other side. At some point in the song, the choir was supposed to be quiet. I didn't know and continued singing the song. Rather quietly, still. But people heard and gave my funny looks. I stopped, embarrassed. Somehow, I managed to get in the row below. I noticed because when I looked up, I couldn't see the audience. The row below had lots of tall boys that I couldn't possibly see over. Nor could anyone see me. I was the only one at this row. I liked that the audience couldn't see me anymore, then I couldn't embarrass myself anymore. Now go back to viewing the stage vertically. I was still on the left side of the stage. On the right side, a row below me began a group of African Americans. They continued for another few rows. One of them was signaling at me. Trying to tell me to come to her, that she had something important to say to me. I knew her. I reality, I knew her from 6th grade. I was in a different school then. We weren't really close, I don't even remember her name. We were classmates. But in the dream she was a random girl. I didn't want to go to her though. I liked where I was, where no one could see me. Plus it was still in the middle of the performance. I didn't want to draw any more attention to myself. And to get to her I would have to jump over a chair in the middle clearing. Yeah, there were chairs there, like the ones at movie theaters. And once I got to her the people would easily see me. There weren't any tall people in the row below her. I changed my mind, however, when a really tall African American girl sat in the chair in front of the one I was supposed to go to. I then went to her. At least once I got there no one would see me. From there the dream was a blur. I don't remember what she told me. Also, since my first big mistake in the performance, especially the little routine I messed up with the girl, our choir teacher would beat me. Like how teachers did to students back then. Even though I didn't see the teacher, I know what she looks like. I've never seen her in reality. She was an old, skinny, wrinkly lady. Her gray hair is back in a tight bun. She wore an old victorian black dress. Long sleeve and turtleneck. And she carried a teachers stick. The ones they used to hit children back then. And I just knew she was glaring wholes through at me backstage throughout the performance. There was a lot more in this dream too, but this is everything about the choir. In reality I do have choir. But I sing good and never had a bad experience with it. All the choir teachers I've had were real nice. I think these dreams have a more intense, abstract meaning behind them. Any dream experts out there? Please help.

I was in Disneyland with my aunt,parents,and little sister. We went in this discovery cave and I found a purple glassy rock. I was showing everyone and they gave it back and were leaving. I saw a shadowy smokefigure fly by quickly. So, I ran t catch up and I started feeling sick and when we were done I had bloody marks on my wrist and arms. So, I showed them and my aunt said the rock was from the Egyptian days. We were leaving down the stairs and my chest felt heavy and it was hard to walk. We decided to go to the hotel and I started panting then I had a black silky dress on and I grabbed a scarf that was violet and had a new voice saying something about Cleopatra and we were going to the emergency place and this fortune teller wouldst read my future no matter how much I asked and I was really out of breath than I woke up sweaty.

Wearing pajamas in public and also standing by my class sponsor. Then she gave me the responsibility of taking pictures to which I asked, "do you want me to go get dressed?" And she replied with "oh yes". So I ran home and see vehicles parking in our parking lots. Family members were getting out of one car while the other was my dad's truck. Which had four boxes of pizza on the back of it. My family members started to greet eachother and then they went inside. I go inside to and the dinner table is set with plates with individual slices of pizza on each one. My mom then said something about how since I'm here I can join. I then said "no, no. I'm working concessions tonight.".

So I had another dream. Obviously it was about him. I was at his house. It was a different house though. One with a million other rooms. I spent the night in his room while he wasn't there. And when he came I was being playful and I ended up on top of him. Then things got hot and heavy so I decided to lock the door in case someone comes in. And then when we were just about to get it on, his little sis she was like four years old, knocks on the door so he opens it. Takes her in his arms and plays with her. We didn't end up doing it. But before I even went to his room to see him. I was looking for it. I couldn't remember which room it was.i kept opening doors thinking it was his but they weren't. Then, I came to a door that I was sure lead to his room so I opened it. The person blocked the door from fully opening. And then he opened it. It wasn't him. It was this ugly chubby white guy. And then I went into the room and he was talking and all of a sudden he grabs me and tries to rape me. I scream for help and since I was near the door I tried opening it. Luckily, someone was with me t was up. I tried the whole time following me around. And she stood at the door and then she helped me get away. Once I got away I quickly ran and ended up at the door of his room. I remembered that it was this door that lead to his room. So, I opened it and he was there lying on the bed someone else was there. But they were irrelevant ATM. And I hugged him and he was happy also but I could tell he was wondering what was up. I was trying my best not to let him know what happened. And I kept hugging him and he held. And then I ended up looking at him and tears just came rolling down my eyes. And I buried my face in his neck and told him everything. He comforted me. And we ended up in the first half of this note.

I had a dream that I saw my boss and his son. The bosses son came to were I was standing and he had a drink. I asked him in the dream if I could have a sip of what he was drinking and the bosses son extended the drink and I took a sip. When I tasted the drink it was kind of watery. Then I noticed my boss was standing next to his son. My boss didn't say a thing he was simply quiet and I didn't talk to him as well. I walked away from both of them in the dream. Trying to interpret the meaning of this dream.

I sat in a car, driving down a long rocky road through a forest. We drove up to a large house and walked in. I saw a boy... who looked a lot like Luke, he hugged me. Another girl was right behind him who seemed upset at his actions. We hugged for a while before he let go. A blonde woman walked up to me and greeted me then a man following. The boy from before told me we're going on a hike. We left the house and the woman held up a box filled with large bulbs that were filled with patterns and stars. We were told we needed to leave and everyone disappeared, I walked back alone. In that time what I was wearing had changed into a dress. There was limo and when I entered it I saw the man, the woman and the boy. I sat beside the woman and she looked at me. Asking me if she could fix my hair. I sat looking out the window and soon she told me she was done. I looked to her and a voice came over a small radio. "Your grandfather was in a crash" I sat quietly as they directed the driver to find it. We drove towards the crash and soon were in it ourselves. I ran to the front of an ambulance I was in, now in a hospital gown. The men driving yelled and pulled me back into the bed. I was screaming for Ryan... we got to the hospital and the boy, woman, and man had stood in front of the hospital. I was still screaming for Ryan. That's when I woke up.

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