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My mom, my sister and I were sleeping in my aunt's bed in my grandpa's house (my aunt used to live with my grandpa). I woke up in the middle of the night and i see the door of the basement opened. I get scared and wake up my mom but she and my sister don't wake up. I get even more scared and call the police. The police don't come so i make the courageous decision to close the door and go back to sleep. I wake up to m y grandpa and my mom sitting in the basement of my granpa's house; my sister is no where to be seen. Suddenly a woman who is a bit over weight but very pretty opens the door, she is dressed in black. I attack her. I yell for my mom so she can call the police but she doesn't even answer. Without even caring about the girl I find my mom. She has been shot by someone, maybe the robber from that night. And then I wake up, the dream is over. I wake up pretty sad, scared and early

I had a lucid dream where I knew I was dreaming but had no powers or benefits i wouldn't normally have, just the knowledge I was dreaming. The dream starts off with me entering a 1960's fashioned diner(the kind with black and white checkered patterns and see through boxes in the walls). I encounter two people and think to myself that these two are the closest things I have to real friends. One of them starts complaining about this children's fair 2 blocks down the street and how its so obnoxiously loud, everyone seems to ignore him and I say "Yeah why is the fair only for kids?" I then sat with them and we talk normally but in a sort of fast forward motion. Soon I was degrading myself and beating myself down over this one girl I had a crush on and didn't ask out. I said I was too chicken shit to ask her. The other two kept defending me and saying I wasn't chicken shit or worthless. One of them was about to give me advice on the girl but I woke up before he gave any.

It's a puzzle. That I've never seen the front of. It's a puzzle. That's a mystery to all but one. It's a puzzle. That is much bigger than me. I look at the other pieces, Connected. Sitting snugly within Their own places. And then I see the hooks. The hooks that I have screwed into my own hands. They hurt. But they're the only way To stay. To connect. How I wish I could unscrew the hooks, And fall to the floor, To be kicked under the cabinet. But I'm afraid. That if I let go, The pieces around me will let go. That if I let go, There will be a rippling effect. That will darken my corner of the puzzle And those around me will no longer fit snugly into their place. The hooks hurt my hands. They always have my attention. Pulling. Bleeding. But they'll stay screwed in, Holding on to my place. My place in the puzzle.

I dream about my friend and I living in a mansion together and married. We have no kids or pets. We are wealthy, successful, happy. My mansion has an elevator, swimming pools, game tables, great views, theater, and outdoor activity. We like to party. He a very sexy man who will always be there for me no matter what. He doesn't care how stupid I am. He is heroic and sensitive. He is a people person. He and I laugh at the same things. I dream about us going on dates together and nothing goes wrong. He is happy to see me and I am happy to see him. He doesn't want to be separated from me no matter how annoying. He likes to touch me especially on my face. He loves me for who I am and I love him for who he is.

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