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I dreamt about ne of my friends. Well I kind of like him more than I should. Anyway in my dream me and my mother arrived at a place which looked like my grandparents house, and I saw this white car standing and someone carrying out luggage into a place, which looked like a flat, it turns out that the person carrying the luggage was this friend of mine. I offered to help him and and the next thing that happend was we were sitting in a bath together just sitting there and the room next to us was this huge blue bath that was constantly overflowing. We then got out of the bath and went to my grandparents house holding hands. We just sat there and everytime he wanted to kiss me I turned my head away and smilled. It was the second time this week that I dreamt about this spesific friend of mine who wants to kiss me and I keep turning my head away.

I was in a train station, I was riding a red bicycle around the train station. I knew in the dream that I was there a lot, because the train director janitor knew me very well. As I am riding my bike around in a circle the train director/ janitor comes up to me and tells me I have to go home because my mother just called and told me my dad was died dead. I initially was upset but then I told myself that I cannot be upset just yet until I am sure that it was the director just said. I told him to repeat himself, but he would not repeat himself. I began yelling at him telling him he has to repeat what he just said, but he kept saying other things like “go home, your mom just called”. So I go back to my home house, there are a crowd cluster lot of people there. I go outside into the backyard and my cousin Evan is out there. It is very muddy dirty soggy dark in the back yard and I walk to the edge of it and see there is a low stone wall that sections off a corner of the yard. I think to myself that this must be the place we will bury graveyard my dad. I ask Evan to help me move a bench. He helps me move it and now on the edge of my entire yard is a larger stone wall, about 6 or 7 feet high. I notice that there is a broken section in the wall and ask Evan to help me move the bench to the broken section of the wall. When I look out through the break I see that instead of my neighborhood beyond it there is a great harbor ocean, with many hills and cliffs off to the side. There are sailboats in the water, and I feel relieved. I go back inside my house and in the master bedroom (my bedroom) my mom is sitting on my bed. I wonder why she is in my room, she talking to some unknown person who is standing in the corner. I interrupt her conversation to ask her what is going on. I do not want to ask her because I can see a look of worry on her face, and I do not want to remind her about dad being dead because I know she will break down. But I know I have to know what happened, so I ask her what happened to dad. She says to me “what do you mean?” and I look behind me and see my dad is right behind me wearing his normal Hawaiian shirt. I look at my mom and I ask her “well then who died” and she tells me my mommom died.

I was in a train station, I was riding a red bike around the train station. I knew in the dream that I was there a lot, because the train director/ janitor knew me very well. As I am riding my bike around in a circle the train director/ janitor comes up to me and tells me I have to go home because my mom just called and told me my dad was dead. I initially was upset but then I told myself that I cannot be upset just yet until I am sure that it was the director just said. I told him to repeat himself, but he would not repeat himself. I began yelling at him telling him he has to repeat what he just said, but he kept saying other things like “go home, your mom just called”. So I go back to my house, there are a lot of people there. I go outside into the backyard and my cousin Evan is out there. It is very muddy in the back yard and I walk to the edge of it and see there is a low stone wall that sections off a corner of the yard. I think to myself that this must be the place we will bury my dad. I ask Evan to help me move a bench. He helps me move it and now on the edge of my entire yard is a larger stone wall, about 6 or 7 feet high. I notice that there is a broken section in the wall and ask Evan to help me move the bench to the broken section of the wall. When I look out through the break I see that instead of my neighborhood beyond it there is a great ocean, with many hills and cliffs off to the side. There are sailboats in the water, and I feel relieved. I go back inside my house and in the master bedroom (my bedroom) my mom is sitting on my bed. I wonder why she is in my room, she talking to some unknown person who is standing in the corner. I interrupt her conversation to ask her what is going on. I do not want to ask her because I can see a look of worry on her face, and I do not want to remind her about dad being dead because I know she will break down. But I know I have to know what happened, so I ask her what happened to dad. She says to me “what do you mean?” and I look behind me and see my dad is right behind me wearing his normal Hawaiian shirt. I look at my mom and I ask her “well then who died” and she tells me my grandmother died.

My orchestra conductor was building up to the topic of retiring! When she got to the point I was keeping in my cry but I shed tears anyway! My stand partner, Maggie, asked if I was ok and I said yes but I really wasn't! Then my orchestra teacher asked me if I was ok and I said yes but I still wasn't! We talked after class and she said that I was always a treat to have in class! Then I was in English and my teacher kept saying that I never listened and never got what we were talking about and all these bad things and I kept saying, "I am a good student! I am a good student! I am a good student!" But she wouldn't by it! Then I was in orchestra class again with my teacher explaining that she's retiring and when she got to the point I ran out of the class room balling with tears and my orchestra teacher came out looking for me and said that everything's going to be ok and just had that mentor moment with her! She fully understood me in everything I was saying!

I was wiping salt off of a window sill and texting my boyfriend about sneaking thrugh my window. I got finished wiping the salt off and opened the window. Things in my room started to move around and I asked my boyfriend if it was him. He told me no and to get out of the room. I ran to turn on the light but it wouldn't work. I grabbed a cross, but it crumbled in my hands. I tried to state verses from the bible but randomly forgot them. This black matter then came and started hitting me from all directions and once it touched me, it sunk into my skin and I could actually feel it. Then I couldn't breath and fell to the floor and there was a pentagram painted on the floor with candles at each point. I started having an asthma attack in my dream and my heart kept skipping beats and I felt that in real life too. I got my sister and I pushed her out of the room and crawled out. I was facing a doorway and a ghost girl was standing there and my dream then flipped to somebody clawing off their face and the girl

I was in a school. It was a combination of the school I used to go to and the school I go now. The students there are my classmates from the past and the classmates I have now. I greeted them and we were all wearing the old uniforms I had when I attended the school. Even my present classmates were wearing them. There was also thus classmate of mine who I had a bit crazy relationship before I transferred. I confessed and we were too young to understand what I was feeling. Anyway, in the dream, it was like I'm avoiding her so she asks me about it. In the dream, it's like I acted like I wasn't. Like asking "what are you talking about?" She let me go afterwards. Then we were in class and I had another classmate. We had a bit of fun but we got distracted from work so I ended up crying because everything was ruined. The teacher in my dream was called Ms. Andy or something. She stopped spelling it after the A. She told me I better go to the restroom if I'm going to cry so I did. But the bathroom was awful so I walked back to the classroom. As she was discussing I started on the work again. Then my other classmate asked me, as I was going to my seat passing hers, are you copying? I said no I'm taking a test. Then she apologized. I was never known to cheat in real life and that disturbs me ever since I woke up this morning. What does my dream mean?

I had a realistic nightmare just an hour ago. In my dream I was a gym teacher and cheerleader coach when my sister in law called me to ask if i could take my nephew cause she was going to pick my father in law up from the greyhound bus station, I then called my fiancee and asked him how work was and told him we had our nephew with us. I walked into the parking lot and it was a light cloudy day and my sister in law was standing by my said car that was blue so I put my nephew in my car and my sister in law left and i could jus happen to see a figure in the corner of my eye and when i looked a man was charging at me full speed so i locked my car and set the car alarm with my nephew in it i immediately started running away from the car and made it seem like i threw the keys hoping he would stop chasing me when i was tackled and in my dream i woke up in the hospital with a cracked forehead, missing all bottom teeth and the bottom lip of my mouth missing

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