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It were two dreams that atmosphere wise did go together. It started off with me as a rockstar, with a huge fanbase who was rather reluctant. I am in a concert together with two other musicians that perform alongside me and the audience is all there for one of the musicians. I am a kind of a leader of this music group with the biggest fanbase. So everyone plays there songs and I play one song, then go and leave the audience going. My two musician friends with me and I basically just don't care and am reluctant while the fans are patiently and happily waiting. The next thing is that immediately afterwards I'm in a kind of house supposedly with flatmates and it is all on a kind of workshop ensemble or school trip. Most of the ensemble have gathered to be together and have company. I am in my piyamas not knowing that people got together and am in my slippers. I walk outside the house through quite a bit of grass and plant area. There is a big puddle and I don't want to get my clothes dirty because I'll lie down in bed in a few minutes. So I kind of manage to go through the deep puddle without getting wet or dirty except for my slippers and join the people. The most I remember is that it's a normal company people are having fun being happy ,except me. And someone starts approaching me, trying to lift my mood. Eventually I get annoyed and start shouting rather aggressively to be left alone today. The fun stops, everyone is looking at me in shock. I repeat the words by miming them with the mouth. The one person that tried to lift my spirits is crushed and I leave, feeling guilty and actually feeling the need for company. At the same time feeling I have fixed my role as the grumpy 'Dr. Cox' guy and leave back to the house, surprised that the puddle by now has dried.

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I am so scared that I had this dream. It was absolutely terrifying. I am so horrified right now, and I beg you for your help. I dreamed that I was with my dad. We were driving somewhere far away, perhaps to another town, and I had never been there before. We pulled up at a school, and I remember seeing a chain link fence, and a scoreboard, like the ones they use for sports. I got out of the car, and I knew that he was going to wait there until I was finished with whatever I was doing. I found myself in a library, but it was dark and people were screaming. There was so much death, there was a group of a few people killing everyone in the library. I suddenly was with my younger brother, and a man who I didn't know, but was a friend because of these circumstances. They went to go get help, and I don't know if I was supposed to follow them, but I heard them murdered with a knife, and I heard a choking sound as they died. I was in shock, and I felt nothing but grief for them. And terror for my own life. So I curled up on one of the shelves and pretended to be dead. One of the killers found me, and began talking to another killer. She started rubbing her hands along my side, and I thought that it was useless of me to play dead, and that she knew I was faking. So I opened my eyes, feeling so much fear. Then I found myself bound and sitting on the floor in between the aisles of books. The killers were all around me doing various things, and I knew I was the only one alive. I could tell they were preparing to kill me. I started sobbing, as being tortured is one of my greatest fears. I cannot describe my horror and absolute desperate terror. But I had given up, and knew there was no way I was going to escape. I continued sobbing, and the killers all came to me and tried to comfort me, saying they were going to kill me quickly. I felt comforted by this, but still felt myself clinging to life. Yet I had resigned myself to my fate. I then found myself sitting on a beige mat, the kind you usually see in the wrestling arenas. I was still bound, and sitting watching a small tv with the killers. We were watching a tape of the leader of the killers, and I remember knowing that these killers were a vast organization that no one knew about. As we were watching, the leader, who was old but still lethal and fit, was sparring with other killers. He swung onto the bars they use for gymnastics, but miscalculated, and crashed to the floor, in a sitting position. Everything around him turned black, but you could see him still. It was as if I was standing behind him, not looking through a tv screen. I watched all of his bones explode out of his body, forced out by the impact of his hit to the floor, yet there was no blood. I fellt horror at what i was witnessing, and deep revulsion. I was back in the room with the killers watching the tv. I saw the woman who had first found me cover her mouth and let out a strangled sob at the leaders death. She then turned stone cold, all emotion fled her face, and she turned to the killer next to me and asked him if he could "finish the job" meaning to kill me. He nodded. I then found myself being led through a construction zone, somewhere in the back of the building. There was a bunch of grey metal scaffolding set up, an I could hear saws and see sparks coming from someone welding. I saw men in bright green hospital suits walking up and down the cold grey metal scaffolding. I saw a group of 4 thugs leading a man out. The thugs were skinny, but tough an obnoxious in a sadistic, mentally insane way. The man was in a white hospital gown, and I could see blood dripping down it from several places along his torso and back. I remember feeling so intensely betrayed, as my killers had promised me a quick death when it was plain that they were going to torture me as they had this man. He seemed to have found a renewed strength, for he was at the end of his rope, and did not care if he was tortured. He only cared about not dying a coward, and not complying to these men. He stood in the middle of this noise and scaffolding, his thugs calling him a dog and telling the "dog" to come or they would hurt him more. I could tell that he was making this distraction so I could escape, and so that he could die with honor. I felt confident and dangerous and emotionless. I just let determination take over me, and I turned into a machine with just one sole purpose: to escape. I broke free from my killers, and I remember running down a white hallway with many doors. Two of the men in the bright green tries to stop me, but I hit them both in the throat with my forearm, stunning them and kept on running. I could tell that there were more following me, but I got outside and knew I had some time. I knew that they would not venture out of the compound, and that I had bought some time. I remember finding my dad in the truck, and must have told him what happened. He and I both had that emotionless determination, me to escape this place, and he to protect me. I jumped in the car and crouched down as he began to drive out of the school. I remember more chain link fences, and many school children and cars waiting to pick them up. One of the guards was a killer, disguised as a school security guard. My dad knew what he truly was, and leaned out of the window and told him if he wanted the agent, to phone him in the car two cars behind us. I knew my dad was trying to throw him off our trail, and the killer seemed to understand what my dad said, and went to interrogate the other car. We sped out of there, and I remember wondering how my father knew to say that. I thanked him for staying for me and being there for me, and I felt our bond as father and daughter grow to such a strength. We arrived at home, and I found myself in our dining room. It had white walls and a small wood table and chairs. I remember talking to my mother and father about what happened, and felt the old terror returning, but also a safety and comfort that I had from being back with my family and out of that place. I think my sorrow and fear and horror and terror all exploded out if me, for I screamed something, and found myself sobbing without control into my couch. I felt anger and such a deep sorrow and fear. I remember holding a swimsuit top and sobbing into it, it was olive green and had tiny flower patterns drawn into it. I remember sobbing into it, and I felt my mother behind me stroking my back, trying to comfort me, and I remember thinking to myself, wondering I I would ever get past what I had seen and felt. I awoke with tears in my eyes. I am so shaken by this, I am pleading to you for your help. Please help me understand. Thank you so very much.

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My friend and I were at the beach with two guys who were a year older than us, and maybe a few years older. We were all in the ocean, but it was apparent there was something in it. One in every 4 people got an illness from it and died the night of. But, we ignored it, and went in anyways. Once finished, we went back to the hotel room we rented and the three of them went to bed. I knew I was dying, so I didn't say anything to them. It was me who received the sickness. My insides had turned into paper, and burned up and I layed in my bed next to the boy I was with, holding his hand. He woke up crying, and the other two were both shocked, and my friend was in tears as well.

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I was at my parents house and they had a pet tiger I was paranoid about, I left my parents house to be fronted by two dark characters, I tried to avoid and get away from them, when an old friend arrived in a starry state in shock and asked for my help. I had to go into his girlfriend s flat and make sure she was ok as she was screaming and crying about my friend had cheated in her.. She told me to go away, as I walked away I see 2 female friends who I haven't seen for at least 20 years. I spoke to one of them she was flirting with me and chatting, the last time I spoke to her was in another weird dream several years ago. She told me her dad had died and her mum was ok. She guided my hand and placed my fingers to my lips and pulled some strong energy from my feet all the way though my body and I pulled a glowing yellow ball from my mouth which looking like it had a key inside it and through it in to calm water.. . I woke up moaning out load as the energy was being pulled tough my body.

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My dream opened up to me with a bunch of high schoolers on the front lawn of my grandmother's house, but it was much nicer than in reality. Some of the kids there were new and old friends. I was sitting on the roof when this boy in black hair that I have dreamt about before came up to me. We began talking and laughing and he held my hand. I was okay with it. We climbed down and sat down on the grass together with everyone else to watch a play. I was leaning back onto him with his arms around me. Everyone was shocked to see me like this, because I usually do not behave this way and because of this brand new boy. We all set out on a trip on a boat. A storm began and it reminded me of the titanic. Everyone was scrambling for their belongings. Some passengers and I made it onto another boat, which navigated us to a compartment where I found my clothes and shoes. I was so worried that I couldn't find my boy in black hair.

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I dreamed that I was in a head on collision ,but walked away. I got out of the vehicle i was in to check on the passengers of the other one. As I approached the other vehicle the driver shot me in the stomach. I could never clearly see their face. The driver and passenger got out of the car and ran. i made it back to my car and was able to get my phone and call 911. I was on the phone with the dispatcher and had sat down against a building to support myself. I could hear the sirens in the distance as the dispatcher told me to hang in there stay with her help was on the way. I never saw anyone but could hear the sirens in the distance. I told her to hurry I couldn't hang on much longer. I was losing alot of blood. The last thign i remember is i went into shock and started shaking with chills. I woke up shaking and shivering like I was cold.

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I dreamed that I woke up and went to the bathroom to look in the mirror. When I looked in the mirror I had long gray hair with a part in the middle. I began to panic because of how I looked in the mirror. So I went in the living room,and saw six men sitting down talking. Although I was shocked at how the men appeared in my house, I also wanted to know why? Once I saw this I walked down the hallway halfway to my dad's room, and there was a figure dressed in a black cloak. When it turned around to face me it was a evil witch. I then ran to the front room thinking the men would protect me, and the witch turned them into dust. Then it looked at me with a large mouth and said,"I got you you lazy bum!"

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So I had a dream that I was like at a school camping trip. We were in individual wooden cabins. Yet though we were in cabins, the inside of my cabin was exactly my house. I remember that I was vigorously looking for some jeans, very frustrated and stressed after searching and searching. And my ex appears out of no where to calm me down and help me. He tells me to go ahead and take my shower while he looks for the jeans for me. I go to the bathroom, look into the mirror and my eyes turn from brown to blue, I dont know why but I calm down. I feel refreshed. Like the stress was lifted. I go shower and I didn't see myself showering but I know I felt a relief and the warm foggy bathroom felt so serene. When I finish my shower, I wrap the white towel around me and go to the mirror. I wipe the foggy mirror and notice that my left eye is blue and my right eye is yellow. But I am not shocked. I'm fascinated. I walk out of the bathroom and my Ex is still standing to the left of the bathroom door, which is where my closet is. He is so calm and asks me if I checked the box in my closet. I don't reply yet he opens the box while asking again and surely, the jeans are there. And then I wake up.

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