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I felt like I was in a classroom and again I was 'you'. the teacher was a male, and all I can remember of him was that he was wearing light tan/beige colored dockers, a white button down shirt and a tie--and it felt very much like the same guy in the last dream! There were a lot of people sitting in desks in the classroom, yet we were not really 'students'. this guy was sitting on the teachers desk facing the rest of us and explained that we were here to advise and help people. I was with other people. many others. I don't recall the full dream, but we seemed to be in a hurry to get somewhere 'important'. it was important we were there--and not late and yet we were running late, so rushing about. I sort of recall piling into a car and the driver had it running already to 'warm up

Dream: I was with a guy I know named Jason Tolber. I was participatory in the dream but it was also as if I was watching from inside myself. We went through our daily lives and as I was watching I couldn't believe I was really with him. It was as if I was dreaming. In the dream we had a misunderstanding and I filed for divorce but didn't sign it. I was sitting on a stoop and reading the papers and he came behind and read them. He was very upset I filed and asked why would I do that . I said because I don't believe we're together and I can't believe this it can't be real. He looked at me and said he didn't want a divorce. We looked at each other and I knew in my heart I shouldn't sign them, but it was as if another force took over and I did which I regretted afterwards.

I remember that my consciousness was behind a flying airplane, and it was really close to the ground and I remember seeing it hit the ground and kind of bounce -- it was a rough landing. I then remember an old classmate of mine (a guy named Will -- our 3rd grade teacher made us sit together at one time because we were both stubborn bullheads that couldn't seem to get along) was asking another old classmate (named Mary that's best remembered by me as a thespian and who used to play with my hair when she sat behind me in class and would always tell me how pretty it was) about his wife in the dream, who (in the dream) was my best friend Amber (they are not even acquaintances in real life, he ended up actually marrying a girl a little younger than us named Amanda..lol) -- he was concerned that Amber didn't make it or was hurt. I told him she was fine and I was sure of this, even though I hadn't seen her. There were other old classmates of mine all around, it seemed like a reunion, even though I didn't talk to all of them. Everyone was just kind of congregating around waiting for others to show up so we could all collect ourselves and move on to an actual reunion. So... Will was concerned, Mary seemed a little distracted/forlorn and didn't really respond to him because I piped in with an answer, and there were a couple of others I remember more clearly than anyone else -- Derek and Jenna, high school sweethearts from my class that seemed very happy to be seeing everyone -- he is best remembered now as someone who ran for Mayor of our little town even though he was quite young, who is a preacher and Jenna best represents a Stepford wife to me -- someone who gives off an essence of everything being just fine and perfect... someone trying a little too hard to be a model wife and it being obvious. But she's actually very nice, despite not always putting her real self 'out there' and she seemed very happy and excited in the dream... Derek seems like such a serious person now, but I do have another memory of him from junior high -- he was my swing dance partner in music class, and I had a lot of fun dancing with him -- he really liked oldies music, so danced a naturally good jive. It was probably the most 'free' and 'open' I've ever witnessed of him...

I felt like I was in a classroom. the teacher was a male, and all I can remember of him was that he was wearing light tan/beige colored dockers, a white button down shirt and a tie.There were a lot of people sitting in desks in the classroom, yet we were not really 'students'. this guy was sitting on the teachers desk facing the rest of us and explained that we were here to advise and help people. I was with other people. many others. I don't recall the full dream, but we seemed to be in a hurry to get somewhere 'important'. it was important we were there--and not late and yet we were running late, so rushing about. I sort of recall piling into a car and the driver had it running already to go.

I find Myself walking up My ( deceased) Grandmothers driveways to see a big rig truck, solid black with a broken headlight, and a man laying in a puddle of murky water, (i know whats going to happen and i cant do anything about it.) I run up to the man thinking he's hurt, i hear the murmuring of him but he's heavier then anything i've ever lifted and i cant roll him over, and i cant see his face, all i see is a black shirt and brown hair, and his leg's disappear when i look for them. i try and roll him over and then a man will always come from behind me scream " Don't touch it! dont touch it!" and he'll yank my hand and make me run. i always turn around and pull against the man to try and help the other man. ( i cant tell what the man looks like again, all i see is a blue shirt and brown hair on the second man and his hand is cold. very very cold. and covered in grease.) before i know it the other man has disappeared and we are running threw my grandmas hay field its all dead and dried up. i always hear the trucker closing in his truck and feel like collapsing.. and everytime the guy that was leading me away vanishes and i end up falling and unable to move. next thing i know is the man is getting out of the truck ( and he always has something with him, a bar, a wrench, a rock, a bat,) i cant really see him but i see his black boots. stomping ...and then.. he kills me.. ..

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