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I was praying and asking God about a job i was wanting to quit and have been wanting to for years now. I clean houses and businesses for a living. There is this one house i clean that i just can't handle anymore. This is the dream i had. It was the man and woman i clean for, they were expecting a grandchild from their oldest daughter. They got in this large like jacuzzi tub, it was full of water. in the dream the man was also video taping. In the tub the woman was fully dressed and the man was nude. The woman started talking in tongues and then her breast were exposed and she was holding a baby as to breast feed, then her daughter appeared and i woke up.

I was in a viking ship, which sailed up to an island. On the pier was a house full of strange odditities, including busts. one of my teachers was there, who instructed me to go as fast as I could to the goal. as I was running with a large shield on my back, unknown forces hit against me and knocked me down. once I was at the end, I was at the top of a hill, and it was sunset. at the crest of the hill was a blonde girl, dressed in clothing which looked very elvish. I immediately felt completeness and happiness as i hugged her, but I looked over and saw that the ship was about to leave, so I said goodbye and turned around.

I was walking down the street. It was a cloudy day. My friends and I were walking home together. Suddenly they walked faster ahead of me and I remained alone. I was very observant of everything. Time slowed down and I notied the trees, black cars and other kids walking home. I fell in a ditch and I saw a little boy walk by. I yelled for help and he helped me out. As I was sweeping the dirt off my dress, I saw inside the hole and saw a dead baby. I screamed and ran towards two, large, wooden doors. I opened them and saw a long hallway with doors on both sides. I opened the first door on the left and I witnessed a Priest molesting a young boy. I tried to go inside to help the child but some unseen force pushed be backward and the door shut loudly. Shocked from seeing that, I contined to the next door, still looking for help. I opened another door and I saw an orgy taking place of Nuns. I felt disturbed by this and walked out. I opened yet another door and saw a doctor injecting a boy full of a chemical that was making his skin boil. In another door I saw a father and son covered in wax. Their eyes moved side to side as if they were telling me to get out. That is precisely what I did. I ran out of the church-like building and fell to the ground. I looked down and I was pregnant, ready to give birth. A business man notices me and helps me through the labor. As i am giving birth, I see the little boy in the beginning of the dream. The man shows me my dead baby, smiles and flungs him high in the air and it falls in the hole I fell when I was walking home.

It was like in 1920s America and I was in a side street that was connecting to major streets. I was just standing there when all of a sudden gunfire erupts in on of the streets. At first people are like da fuq? Then it starts coming from everywhere. People start hiding and I see this one lady just standing there, so I grab her and run into an alley straight ahead that runs parallel between the two major streets being followed by the "mob". We climb a ladder up onto the roofs, which are pinkish red, and the "mob" quickly catches up with us. They shoot her on site because she was their target. Since there can't be any witnesses, they give me the choice to kill myself. I hold the gun to my head but can't do it, I feel the pain of what it would feel like and breakdown a little. I give the gun back to the guy who gave it to me and tell him to do me in but not let me see it coming. So I turn around and walk a few steps and face away from him. Then he shoots. I fall on the roof face down with my hands by the sides of my face.

I was standing with my friends watching a movie, the light was dimmed and there was tom who i knew standing to the side, he then called his friend nick who used to fancy me, but before he could speak to me i walked out of the room. i felt frustrated that he still liked me and that he didnt just give up, i may have been a bit rude but that is how i felt. i walked into a modern library made of wood, the lighting was light yet there were no windows. in the centre there was a balcony that overlooked the floor below. i stood and looked over the edge and that was when i saw a body of a boy being carried by 4 other boys. i didnt know whether he was dead or alive. they were carring the boy towards where i stood and that was when i recocnised one of the boys carring the unconcious boy. it was somone i have know for years and have always cared for him, i had moved away and haddnt seen him for years and he never knew how i felt. they walked past me and he saw me, i then started to walk towards the staircase from where they had come from. i turned back to see him and he was looking at me again. i then felt happy, i thought he might have remembered his feelings for me. i ran down the stairs to a large almost empty room with a light marble floor. light was coming from above. my teacher came up to me and asked to talk to me. we walked half way up a low wide staircase and sat down on the steps. then the boy who saw me appeared wearing a bold green rain coat and knelt down infront of us. he said to my teacher "sorry but i would like to speak to catherine" he then turned to me and said-"would you like to speak to me?" i knew what he meant. he meant 'do you still love me?'. to answer both his questions i said " yes please" i said it as if i were pleading. he then gave a sigh of relief and turned to my teacher, they started talking about our story, how he had always loved me. i couldn't hear much because i was still in shock with what just happened. i then slowly took his hand while he was talking to my teacher. i held his hand and lightly touched his finger tips. he smiled but kept talking to the teacher. we later walked off

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