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I had a nightmare that the guy I have a thing with and I were in the army, but he had a bitchy girlfriend . All of us and our crew would hang out in the basement of someones house. And his girlfriend was being rude, so I got up to leave, and she said to him, "You're her commanding officer, aren't you going to tell her not to leave?" I said no words, just packed up a certain bag and came back and said, "I am not leaving, just moving my stuff." I was upset and went outside and he followed. Then flash forward. Our crew was hanging out in a basement, where we all hung out and some of our crew would go into another area. They did weird stuff. It flashed to them like wearing peoples faces, using knives, and laughing as they ate these people. Then it flashed back and one of the guys came into the room we all chilled in, he was covered in blood holding a gun and shaking saying, "Man we got into some weird shit, I don't know what to do." Then a zombie thing came out of his stomach and burst threw him and tried to attack. And the guy I have a thing with got his girlfriend in the dream and I out of there. Then I was flying a plane with her for us to escape and she some how crashed the plane. On the ground were tons of zombie like creatures, and one normal person tried to help us by sending us into this building. They closed it from the other side and there were zombies everywhere in the building. Some sitting down and some not. In the middle was a revolving door and the person had said that would be our safe zone. So we ran into there and some nurse like zombie with half a face crawled down from the ceiling and we were pretty much stuck in this revolving door area and apparently I kept trying to press pause but the zombies would still be coming at us. So finally instead of running I let it attack me and just kept saying, "It's just a dream, it's just a dream," until I woke up.

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This was about something that looked like a dog but I felt this was not true. Whatever it was seemed evil. i was in a store that had been turned into our house. The glass display windows and doors were still there so everyone could see into the house. We could also see everything outside. I see a black and white dog trying to get in through the glass door. The tighter I tried to hold the door closed the easier it was for the dog to become liquid like and seep through the cracks of the door. It was able to get in far enough to nip me on the side of my face. Once the dog was inside my father came out of another room and saw a child kneeling next to my bed. I knew this was not a child. I felt the dog and transformed itself into the child. I still felt the evil in the child was the same evil that had existed when it was a dog. I kept trying to communicate this to my father but could not speak the words.

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I was with a girl, Denise. She lives in Canada, and she came to my house in my dream and it took me by complete suprise. We had fun playing video games, we went for a walk, and we ate a bunch of food together and laughed. We played scrabble together and she kept saying that the words I where putting down weren't real words and we thought that it was hysterical. But when I turned away from her to get something, I turned back and she was gone. I panicked and I cried and I searched everywhere for her and then she came down the stairs behind me and a little distant voice said that she was just off to take her medication, but I never once turned around to see her on the stairs, I just knew she was there, but I didn't see her.

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My little brother had died in my dream. He was getting ready to go off to college but somethin g happened, im not sure how he died. But my parents told me in my dream and I was crushed. I felt this huge weight descend upon me and I was overwhelmed. I thought I was on the couch but when I looked up, I was standing by the huge window in our living room. I watched as our van drove away like it had when my 1 year old foster brother went back to his father. I couldn't breathe because I was so sad and angry this was happening....again. An old, beat up green truck (a truck my brother would have loved) was backing into our drive way. I heard my sister say, "someone's here" and when I looked into the reflection in the glass I saw my friend that passed away a year ago.I said quietly "Derek? Why are you here? What does this mean?" I remember being so sad, words just fail to describe it. But Derek lowered his head and shook it as he put a hand on my shoulder. My parents looked at me with their tear filled eyes like I was crazy. I went to the door, it felt like it took forever, but as I did all my memories of my brother flooded me. I finally reach the door and it's a little boy with his back turned to me. I place my hand on his shoulder to turn him toward as me. As I turn h i m, he morphhs into my 6 foot tall brother: he was crying and smiling, brushing this all off like would in a joke. "Please, please dont leave! I love you. Please don't go." He hands me a dish with food, smiles, hugs me and leaves for the truck. Derek comes out and again places his hand on my shoulder. "It's going to be ok." He whispers in my ear. Derek hugs me and then gets in the truck with my brother. I'm left on the porch, darkness descends upon me and I cry. Because I dont want to be ok, I want them all back. My brothers....When I went back inside, my parents ashed me to write his obituary but I could with that face starring back at me because once I write it, he's really gone. My brother really would be gone. And that's when I woke up crying because it felt too real to be a dream.

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