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I'm in New York, with friends and their little girl, I'm leaving to go home. Its a joyous occasion and everyone is happy. Until I realize the time and I have half an hour to get to the airport. I'm only allowed 2 suitcases but I have many bags. I'm trying to decide if going by train would be quicker than going by car, it takes an hour and half by train and under an hour by car so my friends take me by car, but even if we get there its 11 and the plane takes off at 12:30, check in will be closed and i still wont catch the plane so my only option is to wait for tomorrow and take the next flight out, but I'm anxious as to whether i have to pay extra for missing my flight.

I was in the passanger seat of a car in a jack in the box drive through. In the car in front of us, someone who looked like my idol harry styles got out of the car. After him the whole cast of harry potter got out of the car. At this point I realized that the previous person was in fact Harry Styles, but he had already left. When he came back I grabbed my phone and started to take pictures of him but they kept coming out blurry, however I did not get out of the car even though he was right in front of me. After this we drove away and soon I got to a club. When I walked inside, instead of everyone dancing, people were sitting and taking notes. I sat down next to a friend and soon everyone was handed a test, but I didn't know the answers so my friend helped me.

I had a dream last night. I was on board a commercial flight with friends from my previous holiday (we never used planes on that holiday I may add). There were two simultaneous flights. We were on board one aeroplane and another, headed to the same destination was flying slightly ahead of us. From the window I occasionally caught a glimpse of the other plane. At the time of the crash, we were passing over some very tropical and beautiful scene below; there were many locals, possibly African, sailing in tiny boats and fishing and generally bustling around on the coast. As I looked from the window I could see a vast plethora of coloured sails, umbrellas and people wearing fantastically coloured clothes. It was beautiful. Shortly after, a message came over the speaker system that we would be dropping altitude dramatically, in order to overtake the other plane, as our pilot thought they were travelling too slowly and the best way for us to pick up speed in order to pass the plane was to manage a controlled drop from altitude whilst turning. All the passengers and I had full confidence in the pilot and suffered no anxiety. As we lowered towards the beautiful coastal scene I was amazed by the perfect curvature of the earth that I could see, the sea seemed to bend on the horizon. I spoke to my friend next to me, a passenger called Pete from Singapore. He told me much about the locals below and I admired his knowledge, however the details of this conversation escape me. Soon after, another message came over the intercom, it was the pilot. He was very happy, almost boastful, about how well he had done in passing the other plane, and that now we could continue with great speed on to our destination (I don’t actually know where we were headed). The pilot then added that he was now going to regain the appropriate altitude for the flight and therefore a dramatic climb was imminent. The nose of the plane rose to an almost vertical ascent. So much so that I adjusted myself on my seat so that my backside as, in fact, on the headrest of my chair. Other people stayed as they were, seated as though they were in the carriage of a climbing rollercoaster. This is a thought which occurred to me in the dream, it actually felt like we were on a rollercoaster. Despite this everybody was calm. I had a mild disquiet in my stomach however and my trust in the pilot had diminished somewhat. I saw him as an arrogant show-off, was any of this necessary? A short while later, the plane began to stall and fall from the sky. We crashed into the ocean not far from the coast. Things went black for a short moment and there was the feeling of a powerful impact. When vision was restored however, everyone around me was fine, except I had a terrible dread feeling that people somewhere must have lost their lives, and that myself and my neighbours were very lucky to be unharmed. We all quite calmly unbuckled ourselves from the seats and proceeded to force open the door and slide down the escape chutes in a very orderly fashion. We were introduced to the warm tropical ocean for the first time. I paused at the exit and was surprised to see everybody wearing life jackets. I asked the stewardess where they were kept and she claimed not to know. I checked under my seat and found nothing. Nevertheless, I slid down into the sea. The water was warm and calm; the plane wreckage seemed to disappear instantly. Me and my friends swam calmly towards the shore. That beautiful and colourful scene. We were met part way by local fisherman similarly swimming in the water. They had the look of aboriginal or tribal denizens yet were polite and spoke good English, we exchanged greetings and nothing more as we headed to the beach. Upon reaching the sandy shore I remember seeing coins buried under a light covering of sand. I bent down and inspected further. I discovered that the coins were English pennies, all different types. Upon this discovery I was filled with a terrible feeling that the second plane had crashed too, and that must be how these coins arrived upon the beach. I felt, or feared that, everybody on the second plane had died in the crash. It was at this moment that I woke up.

So we are like in this cabin type place and I am sitting on the couch next to this guy ive become good friends with in the last eight to nine months. And I have recently started to have a crush on him. So I'm sitting on the couch next to him and there is just a pillow laying in between us. My hand and his are on the pillow. I believe there are other people in the room with us but I don't quite remember. So he takes my hand as we are watching some movie. And during the movie we are engaged in conversation with the other people around us and everyonce in a while we will let go of each others hand and then hold hands again when our attention goes back to the movie and I just remember his thumb like rubbing mine as we sit there and I'm just extremely happy. Then the movie ends and everyone gts up and starts leaving through this lobby like area. I see a jewelery stand in the lobby and a necklace catches my eye so I walk over to look at it. As I walk over ilook out the glass doors and see a few of my friends cars parked out there .and the guy I was holding hands with, his truck has like a trailor of some sort hitched to the back. So he leaves and I stay to look at the jewelry. I notice a bunch of pretty necklaces and some have dreamcatchers on them. Then I decided to buy a pair of black dangly earrings so intake them to the cashier and she is a girl that I go to school with but I don't really talk to her cause shes popular I guess so I'm beneath her. I hand the earrings toned and then go and look at more necklaces. Rthen I like appear outside the building and It seemed like. I was looking up and down this country like road for the guy that left.

I was on a bus, and passing by I saw one car accident, then we pass through. Then I see my ex best friend's truck, I knew it was his because we got yellow paint on the back of it and it was a red f-150. After that some kind of delivery truck is right ahead of us and somehow the front end of his truck collapses and the truck flips. The man gets out of the truck, but trips and gashes his throat open on a curb. Meanwhile one of my friends from the bus just video tapes him gushing blood and dying. No one called and ambulance, everyone just watched him die miserably.

It was a dream where at one part i was watching a show, except it was like behind the scenes. and this one girl was ordering everyone around, and wasnt letting anyone take breaks and made this one intern make her a sundae, then this "cop" or i think it was a cop was there and he fell asleep on the table the sundae was on and he had a fish on his face. then when she bent over to yell at him, next thing i knew there was a big black spider on her head and everyone was freaking out, and it went on the table/bed and everyone was scared, and then i was covered with this net blanket and the spider was outside of it. then the spider seem to like fall together, like make itself into a ball then cop person took the spider into his hangand said "oh no mister spider you should go to her" like he was a part of something to teach her a lesson about being too bossy or something, but i was in the girls position so he shoved the spider to me.

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