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I moved into a house (with the boys and there sister, my step daughter). The house was a one story house with a basement. I was in my bedroom, in bed, when Ramius and his sister walked in my room. My bed high above the floor in at angle... It was like a loft style bedroom, with a vaulted ceiling about 12ft. and I was at the very top. They telepathically told me something was in the house and they needed me. I go with them, walking the hallway from my room toward the rest of the house... The kids and I could sense movement and heard the ghost but could not see it. I commanded in the name of Christ I for the ghosts to show themselves... The ghost grabbed a white shirt I had (It belonged to my ex Grace) to put on showing its silhouette as it went toward a 100 year old rocking chair I have... (i do own it) She sat in it and appeared. I nor the children were afraid. The woman was veiled from her forehead back in white and pink fine linens around her body, a dress... She gave a sense of royalty. She spoke to me/us of things... she informed me the house was haunted, that there were 3 ghosts. I asked her if there was a psychic among the ghosts that could help me and she said 'no'... There was no one of them like that. My ex husband showed up to bring Marcus and he was the only one who reacted saying Oh Hell No! Marcus seemed ok. I felt sexually aroused suddenly... I excused myself back toward my room. On the way down the hall toward my room I found the basement door to my right. Suddenly another ghost opened the door.It was young man-ghost who was dark skinned like an Aztec but was more Caribbean looking. He was wearing a sports jersey, royal blue and jeans, he was tall and said "what's up" like he hasn't seen me in forever... He walked toward the rocking chair, talking to the kids, the lady in white gone. At the door the third ghost appears, a woman dressed as nun from an earlier christian period, she was short, busty, wearing a mask of a Happy Buddha. No ghost went back down, and the last two spoke to the children only.

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Okay, so I don't remember being captured/held captured but I know I was before I escaped. When I escaped I hid in a bush and an old man (one of the captures) with a huge wrinkled burnscar on the left side of his face told me: '' You know it's for the best.'' Then I somehow ended up in a young mans house (also one of the captures) and to avoid getting caught by him I found a way to trick him by hiding behind the refridgeraterdoor, so when he opened it I escaped out the front door and I ran out on the street while laughing but he did'nt chase me it was like he did'nt even notice I was there oh yeah, and in reality i'm a girl but in this dream I was a man

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I meet with a childhood friend and decide to go back to my childhood home. In my childhood home, my old black horse (which I sold is in the garden), and it seems she has been living in my old shed. I groom her with my friend, but when I put her back in the shed, I go to clean it out because its dirty but every time she tries to kick me. My friend suggests I go home while she invites a party to the old house. I decide to stay in spite of my friends wishes, and meet a boy my age who I have never seen in real life. I can't remember his face either but I know I saw it. Suddenly the police arrive, and me and the boy jump over the garden gate holding hands and run from the police who are chasing us. We never stop holding hands. Suddenly I ran so fast that I begin to fly, and I let go of the mystery boys hand. I fly over the police officers and around the countryside. Suddenly I remember the boy, so I try to get back to him. I struggle trying to land, but he is on top of a hill while I'm in a field with people wearing black hoods. Suddenly I see him fly, so I fly up to join him and we hold hands again. We fly around, when we come to a city, and people look up in shock because we are flying. I see mother and aunty, whom ask what I am doing, but I can't remember the response I gave them. I ask my mother to hold my bag while I join hands with the boy once more. We take off in flight, but I kick off my shoes before hand. Suddenly everyone in the city seems to be flying. We spot a homeless woman who cannot fly, so we help her, but every time we begin to fly she crys out in pain so we set her down and take off once more. I begins to snow, and the city looks beautiful. I turn to kiss the boy, but he sticks his tongue out and makes a joke of it. I go to kiss him again, and if almost reluctantly he kisses me back. I am confused but not disheartened. We land in a college, and I ask him something and he replies his school was very small, and you don't need the fancy education if you just opened your eyes and listen. I agree, and mention that some people pay thousands for school whilst some pay nothing, and we all still end up on the same path. We go up a flight of stairs, open a door, and that's when the dream ends.

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I drive gravel truck. I am separated from my fianc%C3%A9 for over a year but we still see each other. I keep dreaming I am driving in my car and I see a semi truck speeding along in heavy traffic. There is a 6 7 year old boy on the platform between the truck and the trailer crying and desperately holding on to the grill. I try to follow and stop the truck but I lose him. The second time I had the dream I pulled over to call 911 and experienced so much frustration with my cell phone not working right that it became too late to even bother calling. This dream leaves me upset when I wake up

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It was a kid (boy) sitting in a grass. it was a women who was selling old books. the kid was with his grandmother, he had a book in front of him and was saying that the book was not original book. he was bored or crying I don't remember this. and then I went to him and I saw the book. it was a book with title Leke Dukagjini. dukagjini are some stric rules in albania to maintain the right of all. then i said to him that it's not important if this book was the original or not, but important is to read this book and learn from it because in this way the other will not violate on foot

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