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I got on this bus hoping to see a particular someone. He wasn't on it but I felt it would be on his path. Sure enough he was running by, then popped his head in the bus to see me. I followed him to this place that had a list of stuff on it (not sure what). There were too girls that appeared jelous, they didn't seem very nice when they saw us together. Next we were sitting in this building that had a bunch of rows of chairs and people sitting in each. I felt these two older ladies in from of us were not happy, like they didn't agree with us sitting together. But this particular person kept kissing me on my forehead, face, and arms. It was as though he could care less. Next is the weird part. I arrived at this big house that was empty. It had many rooms, but most were empty. One had a bed in it. Then this particular person asked if I would like to see his room. I said I already did and assumed it was this room with the bed in it (nothing but a bed), but he lead to the bathroom and a hidden door. When I went inside, it had tons of stuff in it. It was a bit messy, but still very nice. I noticed a list on his mirror that had two lists of people: girls who get easily offended and girls who don't. The list for the girls who don't easily get offended was very short. But this particular person was very playful and fun. Not sexually, just as a person in general. Then I woke up. I know who this person is, just don't want to say their name. :)

The other night I had a dream that I was went with my homecoming date to prom and our theme was BEAUTY AND THE BEAST so I wore a beautiful yellow dress like Belle did in the movie and he wore a suit like the beast did at the end of the movie. My hair was up in a bun and was a beautiful dark brown. We danced around in circles, so close to one another we could feel each other’s heartbeat, I looked up into his beautiful blue eyes and felt overwhelmingly happy. I felt like I could have danced all night. He kept smiling and I knew that he was happy to be there with me. It ended with a kiss… then I woke up.

My dream begins with My dad, his wife and my two half sisters driving home from a family get together in the country. It was well after dark and the girls were fussy and over tired. We saw out the window a small but unfamilliar church as we drove down one of the historical roads with the overarching oak trees (you know , the kind of streets you aren’t allowed to build on or develop?) . From the car we could see the lights in the church were on and people were inhabiting it despite It being late. Dad call from the driver seat , “ hey, Maybe we should go pay them a visit” and I was like “no dad, It’s 11 o’clock at night. Plus, you cant just invite yourself into a church function that’s weird and impolite. “ You just don’t want to go say hi because you think christians are weird” I stopped arguing as we pulled into the empty parking lot ( where were the attendees parking?) . So walked into the church and said hello . The people there were all plump and friendly, and they greeted us as if they expected our company. There was a girl my age wearing a purple sweater that matched the brackets of her braces who wouldn’t stop asking me were I wanted to go to college. The mood changed from jolly to forboding as we decided to leave. The people we met in the church followed us to our car urging us to stay . As we drove home I saw the same church front appear in different places on the route home. Everything seemingly returned to the status quo as we ended our trip and got settled in at home. All the while I was obsessing about the bizarre church and the even stranger people within it . who were they ? Where were their cars? Why were they at church in the middle of the night, in the first place? The next day in chemistry I was telling a friend ( a kid in my chemistry class that I actually can’t stand) about the mysterious encounter and my plan to return the following night. he was like “ whoa , that’s spooky, Don’t go!” and I was like “ I’m definitely going” He said “well, in that case , I’m coming with you” So, we drove out to where the church was passing a few identical churches on the way. We went back to the original site of the church and entered. Its patrons hadn’t left . When we enter they all came at us trying to restrain us. Before they were upon us I tried to reopen the door and escape. I had locked automatically. Then just when the situation seemed most dire, my friend pulled out a pocket knife , and broke a window through which we escaped and sped away in my car. The Church building followed us , popping up sporadically on streets that had been empty before.

I could see Jamal Griffin driving down the road in little rock he was driving with his kids down the highway getting away from his wife Tequila Griffin, I could see he turned in Little Rock, to the right going under a underpass highway Lance highway, I went back to tell Tequila which way he went that I could see him, it's like I was there but I wasn't there, I could see when she caught up with him, they begin to argue about the kids, he pulled off unto the highway in this little car, a diesel ran slowly over them the first time I could see this, then it came back an ran over them really fast, then it ran over them again, I could see the truck as it ran over them each time but it never touched the kids it was just killing them, it really made me sick to see that, then we are at Wal-Mart Mart parking lot in Nashville an they pull up arguing with each other about the car an the rims on the car getting unnecessary stuff, I seen them in my dream 3 times over an.over trying to interpret one of the dreams inside this one rehearsing the dream over in the third one

Dream about being on the island i grew up which i call home with a business partner and receiving work for our 275 excavator heavy equipment but it was actually in the sea like a boat we were preparing and servicing it to go do the job and a DEA airplane was circling it the 275 excavator usually has track but this one had tires and the neighbors wanted us to pay a fee for the machine to pass through their yard which one of them was a person who had died years ago then my business partner appear to be a old friend

It was the day before and I was getting ready for a dance recital. I was super excited and I was getting makeup and bringing pretty clothes and everything. The next morning, my mom took me to a cafe to get me cozy before the recital. We were in a big hurry then because we were going to be late and then when I got there, I was tardy but the dance hadn't started yet. I still had time so I was relieved. Then a fellow dancer of mine was welcoming me, and some of the girls were applying makeup in front of the mirror. I thought I should follow lead, but then I realized I had forgotten something major and had to go back. So I went back and I was in this secluded place with mountains near. It was like something from an ancient folktale with mountain tribes. Then, as I was about to go into a little private shop, a few people caught my eyes. They were, like, wearing gangster clothing and they had big beards and kind of looked like hippies. Except they weren't, because I knew they were gangsters. And as they began to stomp, slowly and rhythmically, through the surroundings, I felt a sense of impending doom, and I was waiting tensely. As I waited, they finally attacked and began to shoot people down. It passed quickly, and I didn't remember much of it. When the attack had finally passed, I felt like I had just woken up from a long dream. I knew I had been subject to a shooting, but it felt really surreal. And since so many people were dead, and there was a loudspeaker talking about how people had died in this recent shooting, I was confused. Did I survive? Or was I dead and just a ghost of my former self, pretending to be alive? Anyways, I was really incredulous because I had just survived this shooting and the news had just been here and they didn't even care about what had happened to me. Then I could go back to my school, but now I had missed the recital and my teacher would be angry at me. So I went back to school for a short while and didn't let anyone see me, and I saw all the other dancers and people congratulating them and I felt disappointed I hadn't attended. But I didn't tell my mom anything and we drove to the psychiatrist because we had an appointment that day. However, I didn't want to tell the psychiatrist what happened. I just hung around the hospital lobby for awhile and the doctor at the front was staring at me. I went to the psychiatrist's office for awhile, and we talked, and then I left. Then my classmates began filing into the same hospital I was in. An alarm went off and everyone was told to remain calm and go with their heads down and their arms covering their heads. The scenery kind of morphed into a school and I felt like we were waiting to be dismissed. So anyways, suddenly all my teachers and the students of my school were there. I was bending down with a bunch of boys near me. I think they were joking around. I saw my history teacher speaking to everyone and once, I caught the head of my psychiatrist. People were telling the kids to remain calm.

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