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I was working with this other girl (girl A) , we got really close and suddenly another friend (girl B) came and tell me that she has passed away. I was so sad and the two of us cried together, hugging each other. She left and I was alone. We were stationed outside a house with a open space in front of the house. A little boy called me from inside (or something like that), I went in. But then when I came out, the station outside that house was gone and there were cars/vans all preparing to leave. I don't know how but the next scene was me going back home with some friends (that I know in real life) but they didn't talk to me, they only talked among themselves. And then the next scene was me getting a pedicure in a corner shop which was really cramped. And I have no idea what the lady drew for me because I didn't even look at it after it's done. I also dont remember paying for it. The next scene was me going for the girl A's funeral. I was in a black two piece off shoulder romper and had a small black sling bag together with black thin strap wedges. There, I don't remember seeing her family members. I just remember I was really sad and cried, I even got her the exact of what I wore but in white. I stood in front of her picture ( or coffin? I cant remember) but I told her that if we had the chance I would like to meet her again in the next life and I hope that we would be good friends for a really long time. I told her that she was like an elder sister that I've never had (i'm the eldest at home with 1 younger sister) I also told her why I gave her those items, which was because now she's going to heaven so she should dress like an angel and I hope she'll be happy there. Again, I repeated the part about how nice it was meeting her and wanting to even be her sister the next life. Then I woke up feeling really emotional and teary

This girl i can't get over with keeps popping in my dreams.Like the first time she appeared in my dream was last month. The dream or this part of my dream ,was sort a Michael Jackson themed, he was in this dark alley going out into the street and from i remember the ground was wet like it rained and the moon was full and he's doing the moon walk and in the back round of him it was foggy and it's repeating itself like a clip all of a sudden i see the girl i can get over and she with her boyfriend and they are holding hands and I remember feeling so dam jealous.The dream shifts over and we are in a house like shaft in front of a lake, the sky was sort of foggy with a dirty green sunlight i'm in the water not completely in of course i'm in where my feet only is covered and i see them both again holding hands sighting on the chair outside the shaft/house again feeling so dam jealous. I don't remember what happens next but i wake up just feeling weird and jealous. Fast forward now and this dream she was was only in for acouple of secs but i was on instagram and i was looking through her photos a kinda reference to what use to do and i don't remember anymore.She appeared one more time but i don't remember. I've been crushing on her for 3 years i use to look at her pictures alot on google and on instagram particularly when i working out or playing sports she just give me this exciting energy i cant stand still , she is so beautiful it's gripping i want her so dam bad but we don't live in the same country and she has a boyfriend .My family sort of know im obsess with and i know it's not healthy so i don't even think about or look at her at all but sometimes i would see her photo's on my wall so i try to avoid so much, she is Michael Jackson daughter paris jackson can somebody plzz tell what this means

I walked out of my car and noticed people in their cars trying to discreetly take pictures of me. After noticing I started to walk inside and I turned around and they all pulled out guns. I ran inside as fast as I could I yelled at the people inside to call for help. They started to shoot but I defeated them by throwing shelves at them and pushing them over. When everyone looked like they were on the floor, I ran to my car and my sister was in the front seat. I told her not to panic and we drove off quickly, checking behind us constantly to see if anyone was following us. We ended up at a person’s house

I walked out of my car and noticed people in their cars trying to discreetly take pictures of me. After noticing I started to walk inside and I turned around and they all pulled out guns. I ran inside as fast as I could I yelled at the people inside to call for help. They started to shoot but I defeated them by throwing shelves at them and pushing them over. When everyone looked like they were on the floor, I ran to my car and my sister was in the front seat. I told her not to panic and we drove off quickly, checking behind us constantly to see if anyone was following us. We ended up at a person’s house in Deer Run, of whom I didn’t know

I am out in a field at night. The area is flat, with sparse vegetation. The horizon is dotted with scraggly trees, very far away. I am alone. I walk for a long time, with no particular destination. After a while, I see a figure on the horizon. As I I draw closer, I see it is a little boy, dressed in Elizabethan era clothing. As I approach him, he smiles. He pulls a journal of drawings seemingly out of no where, and shows me some pictures. A sickening feeling washes over me as I realize his drawings are all mocking the Holocaust. There are pictures of the deceased, and Nazi soldiers. I look back at his face to find him still smiling at me, but this time is seems evil.

I had to do a senior project with a popular guy in school on a controversial topic. While we thought about doing something music-related since we both are involved in music extracurriculars (i.e: the Milli Vanilli controversy), we found out about a massive murder conspiracy ring in Paris. Later, we looked at a news picture of said murder ring and found the name of my partner's best friend in the background. We learned that he was going to be framed for several gruesome murders and would be executed if found guilty (which, seeing as how the Paris Police were incredibly corrupt, was bound to happen). We ended up jetting off to Paris to complete the project and save my partner's best friend...and then I woke up.

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