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I'm in a gymnasium with an abundance of people all around my age. We are playing a tag-like game, running around trying not to get caught. I realize that the more times someone has kissed other players, the more protection s/he has in the game. I see my friend Levi. We look at each other and have an unsaid decision to kiss so that each of us will have more protection. We approach each other and are standing face to face. I assume it's going to be a quick peck on the lips. But it lasts longer than I thought it would, and our lips open, creating a suction that makes a roaring slurp-pop sound when I eventually pull my head away. I'm astonished at Levi's open willingness in this kiss. I look around and see that there are now only a couple of participants left in the game; they're still jetting around the gym.

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“You know that place between sleeping and awake, that place where you can still remember dreaming? That's where I'll always think of you.” ― J.M. Barrie My name is Shannon. I'm a seventeen year old girl with a cognitive sleep disorder, who doesn't dream. I haven't had a real dream in ten years. When I go to sleep, my body and my brain shuts off, until it's either time to wake up, or pass between the realm of the sleeping, and the awake. In these ten years, when I slept I was plagued with nightmares, vivid nightmares beyond my control that stay with me, haunt me during the day. I'd see the figures in my nightmares everywhere, be it people, or unexplainable things. But today, when I slept, something happened: I was sleeping, yet awake and well aware, and while this was happening, I was dreaming. This dream has to be the most real thing that has ever happened. Let me tell you what happened: I was sitting outside of a lovely, slightly older house with a young man, he was a little older than I was, Maybe nineteen or twenty. It was dark, snow was falling to the ground, but it wasn't cold. We were talking, having a wonderful time; he was handsome; mid-length choclate colored hair that was combed back, though some of his hair had migrated infront of his face. He was wearing all black, not in the 'creepy gothic' way you would think. He was wearing a lovely leather coat, looked like he had traveled to london and back to get it, regular dress shoes, slacks, and a long-sleeve black top. I was different, much different. I was dressed in all white, though I couldn't tell exactly what I was wearing, we had on almost the same jacket: mine was white, cotton; and his, well I've already told you. I was wearing a white beret, and my hair was much different: it was long, almost down to my back and as blonde as a sun goddess; curled just slightly at the end; my glasses weren't black anymore, but a light baby blue. He smiled at me, took my hand and called me "Madaline." I responded! That wasn't my name but I responded as if I've had it for my whole life. This boy... He looked into my eyes and I could see through him, I could see into his soul. In an instant he turned, and pulled out a beautiful light blue and lime green stripped scarf, drapped it around my neck, and smiled once again. I beemed, I didn't know what to say, it was beautiful! gorgeous, even. He then took a small letter from his pocket, and handed it to me. It was a poem, entitled "My sweet Madaline."; I stopped, and looked at him, and proceeded to read: "My sweet Madaline, Though I will never be here in time, You are heaven to this tattered soul. You are a gift, that should be protected, And though we may be appart, in life: I can promise you, we will have our time, My sweet Madaline." Before I had a moment to respond, a little girl came out of the house behind us. She was about eight or so, with the same hair color hair as the young man. She looked at the scarf, then the note, and ran in side "Mommy, mommy! Why does she gets stuff and I don't!" she shouted, running inside. We both laughed. At that moment my eyes opened, my room was dark. It was about 11:00am; but when I closed my eyes, this.. dream... it continued. There was a court room, the young man was sitting in front with his lawyer, there was nobody on the stand. It seemed as though they were talking about a child that had died; Madaline. They had blamed the young man for it. The lawyer accusing him had found the poem. "My sweet Madaline" on his desk, to be honest, I don't know what was happening. I rushed into the court room, flinging open the doors and yelling "Stop!" Instantly all eyes were on me, the room fell silent as the young man looked back at me, and I knew, I just knew, he couldn't have done this. "That poem is about me! He wrote it about me!" I opened my eyes again, back to reality before turning to the otherside of my bed. Closing my eyes, I saw an older woman with two men standing on either side of her. She was holding a file, with one, small sheet of paper pulled out of it. "She's telling the truth." the woman said with a soft quiver in her voice. I saw the young man's face before my eyes opened for the final time. This is all I remember.

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I was sleeping when I began to do things in my sleep. I then went around and was still asleep but functioning, I could not wake up. I found my boyfriend and the whole dream I was trying to text him as things got worse, but the texts were just nonsense and he did not understand that I needed to be picked up as I was driving. At Dunkin Donuts they gave me an order for some guy who I apparently knew. I got to campus and a teacher decried that Kirsten could drive me to the hospital. We got into the car and she got into the backseat and I asked what was going on and she was being a bitch and said she wasn't going to drive me so I beat her up. I drove to campus and found my boyfriend and told him that I was having a stroke and needed to get to the hospital, but the nurse on call checked me and then left then everything turned into an SNL skit so I was back at campus. Someone who I thought was the the RD showed up and it was by the classrooms and I said I didn't want everyone to see, I was so embarrassed, and he said if I was embarrassed I should stop walking funny.

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In my recurring dreams my family and I live in a 4 storey unit. The first 2 storeys are just enough for us as a family so we do not use the 3rd and 4th storey. The weird part of my dream is that I know that the unit's previous occupiers/owners were murdered there and that all their things, furniture, appliances, clothes are still in the unit, most of which are in the 3rd and 4th storey. On some occasions I would open the wife's and children's clothes cabinets and look at their things and wonder what really happened to them.

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I had a dream that I was at the movies with my best friend. We were walking together by my grandparents house down this hill and we kept seeing this guy sitting outside watching us. I had to walk by there alone and I was scared passing by the man. Then all of a sudden we get to the movie theater and I was looking for a gum wrapper or something. Then my ex comes up behind me and hugs me and lays his head on my shoulder and starts telling me stuff. Then he leaves. My best friend asks me Do you still like him and I just smile.

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I jus had the eeriest weirdest dream. I'm like all alone in a house/apartment and like I can't explain it I know I'm up out of my sleep but I still think I'm sleeping and there's like music playing in rooms and I can't find which room, it was so trippy. and I'm like trying to figure out whhere the music is playing or if anyone is with me and nobody's their. it washt like scary but it was like so uneasy. and some older lady approached me in it asking if I knew who she was or knew anyone who sold drugs because she could get large mounts and I'm like yea me! and I'm like I'm going to tell the police, and she started freaking sayin she had pictures of me sleeping with her but I didn't and like I dunno. the atmosphere of the dream was so unsettling. I thought id say what it was before I completely forgot. it wasn't like scary but I felt so lost and like alone. it's like I was up in the dream trying to look at a certain direction and I just couldn't. every time I would look where I wanted its like I'd do a complete 360 and was stuck looking at the same place

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My friend and i was on the school bus when my other friend got mad and got off and when we got to our stop it was raining so i put on my jacket and ran home. when i got home this cute boy that i like was standing out side so i when up the stairs and said excuse me in a poliet and quiet voice and then he held me hand and then i said why didn't you call me but i knew i should have called him because i had his phone number. but then my parents came outside and i hid behind a car untill they left then i ent back upstairs next to him and my friend and all of a sudden his little sister was in his arms and i said aww and he gave me his sister to hold and i said she was really cute and then my friend walked me in the house to get my phone and then she did my hair and my hair color was purple, blue and had sparkles in it

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