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I was in a warm place like LA or something at this resort or something. I was walking past a pool and I thought I saw a sign of my ex-boyfrien'ds cd album or something. I was like wtf then I went into a restaurant and he was sitting inside with some random guy ordering food. I panicked and walked out so he wouldn’t see me. Then I went back in and next thing I knew this restaurant place was my job and there was a stage. I was a stripper! I was on stage dancing and he came over and starting putting money in my clothes and we were flirting and he was touching me. We were gonna start kissing or something and then I woke up. It was such a nice dream and I wish it was real!

I was making coffee and spilled a BIG box of baking soda there was a young boy about 8 years old watching me clean it up he looked a little be-withered. Next I'm coming down the stairs with my boyfriend (I think we are married) carrying me with my legs rapped around his hips (so I'm facing him) we continue down the hallway the house is an amazing old house with updates and it's amazing (kitchen counters are granite). I have a feeling of much warmth and love. We go to livingroom where his daughter is there with lots of friends and they are all laughing and such. Me and boyfriend s are sitting in chairs and on the other side of the girls there is a group of ladies (about 55 and older, but not over 60). I ask daughter who they are she says they have come to see you. Now during all of this I am a ghost and daughter and boyfriend are the only ones that can see me (why the boy was be-withered?). Later i go through the kitchen and exit out a backdoor there are two very small kittens there and a shoo them away with my foot (so they don't come in the house). One lands on a very high landing on the wall of stairwell. I go through the door and a long flight of narrow stairs and as i get to the bottom I can smell and see a large animal under the steps as i open the door (to the outside). Cats come out from under the steps the large one that I saw was a big fat cat that was trying to come out from under the stairs to get outside. They seemed to have been there a long time.

My friend got married with the guy she loves they both were very happy she was wearing red her groom was wearing cream coloured outfits the wedding decor was beautiful out of the world the stage was white with lots and lots of huge red roses such that 4 roses could form a bouquet i was wearing a violet outfit her mother was very happy and was wearing pink the guests were all happy and the flooring was marble there was lots of light and the room was was perfumes with the scent of the roses each and every guest was parising the decor and the couple...

I am a frequent 'epic dreamer'; and have more recently experienced 'lucid dreams' where I can change, or manipulate, my dream to my own liking. These dreams are sweeping and beautiful, massive in scale, and can feature mountain ranges, valleys, vast moorlands, oceans, islands, lonely beaches or beautiful villages in the snow. They seem to go on for hours, uninterrupted, and I can recall every single detail for years afterwards. They all, without exception, feature an enormous house (different every time) and nearly all feature sex with an unknown man, who is always different and doesn't look like anyone I know. The house is always huge, isolated, gothic, empty, mostly derelict, with hundreds of rooms and the dream predominantly features me, either alone or with this man, discovering rooms. I am always excited, sometimes sexually exicted in these houses; somewhere in the dream is the knowledge that the house belongs to me and I'm discovering it for the first, most exciting, time, and deciding what I can do with it. I explore attics, cellars, staircases and bedrooms, but I always seems to linger for a long time by windows, gazing longingly out the the incredible view, or by enormous fireplaces, looking into the flames. Sometimes the house is truly derelict and haunted but I'm not scared, just in awe of its beauty and amount of rooms. There is always a very lucid feeling of real excitement in the dream and this usually turns to sexual excitement as the man in the dream makes his move on me. It can be incredibly intense and romantic, and the feeling stays with me for days or weeks. Sometimes years! Less frequently (once a month maybe) I feel such intense grief in a dream I wake up with my pillow wet and I'm depressed for days. Yet I never know why I was grieving. The only feeling that remains with me is that I've lost something and can never find it ever again. Sometimes in my dream I decide it's not romantic or gorgeous enough, and I can go back and change the crucial scene to my liking. I am even discussing this in my dream with myself, saying 'hang on - I could have been more heroic or powerful in that scene. Let's go back and do it again'. So I do, but improve on the outcome. All my dreams are so beautiful, and so epic in scale and emotion, that they exhaust me and real life seems very dull and ugly and unromantic in comparison.

Yesterday night i had a dream about my loved one... he passed away two months ago... I had a dream that actually i was trying to get a rickshaw to go home & he was sitting behind where passengers sit in that rickshaw... the moment i went closer & peeped inside, i saw him... he was hiding his face.. then when i saw him & i recognised, i was crying for him b'coz i questioned him that why is he playing such a prank on us coz everybody is arranging a funneral for him but he is here leaving me all alone... so, he got down of that rickshaw & started to walk away.. as i got down & begin to go behind him, he started running & so did i... then he got inside a building & me too did that... he was laughing... i was crying & begging him to come towards me... then he hiden somewhere... i sat on the staircase crying for him... after that he saw me crying he came to me... some conversation took between us, i dont remember it clearly but i very clearly mentioned that i neede him alot... i am alone without him& i love him more than myself....... some conversation again..... then i told him that wait here i am coming with my bags in two seconds... i asked him for promise & he promised me... but as i returned with the bag, he vanished.... I was so crestfallen & broken that i went to a mountain to its edge, cut my hand, stabbed myself with the knife & climbed off the mountain.... then after this very moment i got up in a shock......

I was making coffee and spilled a big box of baking soda. There was a young boy about 8 years old watching me clean it up. He looked a little be-withered. I'm next coming down the stairs with my boyfriend carrying me with my legs rapped around his hips (so I'm facing him). We continue down the hallway. The house is an amazing old house with updates and it's amazing (kitchen counters are granite). I have a feeling of much warmth and love. We go to living room where his daughter is there with lots of friends and they are all laughing and such, me and boyfriend s are sitting in chairs and on the other side of the girls there is a group of ladies (about 55 or 60 years old) I asked daughter who they are. She says they have come to see you. Now during all of this, I am a ghost and daughter and boyfriend are the only ones that can see me (why the boy was be-withered?) Later I go through the kitchen and exit out a backdoor. there are two, very small kittens there and a shoo them away with my foot (so, they don't come in the house). I go through the door and a long flight of narrow stairs. and as i get to bottom i can smell and see a large animal under the steps. as I open the door (to the outside) cats come out from under the steps. The large one that I saw was a big fat cat that was trying to come out from under the stairs to go outside.

I show up at my job. Both my wrists are cut and bleeding. I make my way to the manager’s office and there I see Joe and Dianne. As I reveal my bleeding wrists I tell them, "Thank you for making it so clear to me that this is what life is like and will always be like. Thank you for making it so clear that I can't keep living my life like this." As my sobs and tears increase both Joe and Dianne just stood there and did nothing. Then in burst the meat manager Sammy and Tony who also works in Meat. Both of them confronted Joe and Dianne. Sammy punched Joe twice on the face yelling at him and asking him why the hell he hasn’t called the ambulance or even tried to help me his ‘adopted daughter,’ and Tony was yelling and cursing at Dianne asking her the same thing apart from the adopted daughter part. While they were doing this before I could collapse from the loss of blood; the produce manager and closest friend that I have at Safeway came in a lifted me into his arms. As I looked up at him my eyes growing heavy, I knew that anyone who looked into my eyes could see that they were dead, that I had already giving up on life. As I looked up towards his face I was shocked for there I saw tears in his eyes that were threatening to fall. His face filled with concern, worry, heartbreak, and anger. He carried me to his car and drove me to the Hospital. Before arriving at the hospital I said to Chris in a weak whisper, "Please forgive me Chris. I know that I told you that I would try but I just can’t take this anymore. I know that you must hate me and are upset that this is what I have chosen but please know and understand that I am finally at peace and finally free." As we pull up to the hospital he turns his head in my direction and says in a soothing and worried voice, "Don’t you dare talk that way Danielle. Don't you dare give up. Don’t you know how many people will be crushed to have lost you? I know that I will be grieving beyond belief. You matter Danielle and are love by so many people. Don’t throw that away because Safeway is treating you like shit, but that doesn’t mean that you need to allow yourself to give up on your life and all that you will be missing out on. Please don’t," He then comes over to the passenger side door lifts me into his arms and says with such sincerity that I have never heard him use, “Don’t give up on life. You will be greatly missed by so many, and you will undoubtedly will be greatly missed by me.” He then kisses me gently on the forehead and then runs in as fast as he can while carrying me. As we enter he calls for help and we are surrounded but before I pass out and hope I am finally dead and at peace, I see his haunting tear streaked face drilled and captured in my mind and the last thing I see. The crushed, worried, concerned, grieving, angry, and a hint of love, all emotions written on Chris’s face as my eyes close and I feel death coming most of me wanting it to come now, but the image of Chris making a small part of me hoping for life to give me a second chance. That is when I wake up from this dream/ nightmare.

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