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Dream 1: I was outside and it was dark, but I could see, and there was a buffet in front of me. I had a Styrofoam takeout box and I was filling it up with piles of meat. Then I remember getting cooked pumpkin that looked like wedges and they were on sticks. No matter how much food I put in the takeout box it never broke or fell. The dream eventually faded. Dream 2: I was waiting with some people to go somewhere, not sure where, and we were waiting outside a white van. When it was apparently time to leave, I got in the front seat and I was supposed to sit on a metal plate looking platform, but there was grease and oil coming from somewhere and no matter how much I wiped it away it always came back in the spot. I eventually sat in the spot and the dream ended. Dream 3: The only thing I recall from this particular dream was being in a white jeep without the cover and driving over lava and laughing, trying to take someone I knew home. The person was not identified. Dream 4: This dream took place in the back right corner and second story of a house that had a wraparound hallway from the right wall to the back wall, ending with a door. There were two windows, one on the back wall and one on the right wall. I was standing in the hallway and I look outside on the ground outside of the right window and I see an old flip phone, and for some reason I thought, “Hmm, that’s a good phone,” even though it was not. Then I traveled to the back wall window and looked out and there was a huge pool in the back yard that was maybe twice the size of an Olympic pool. There was a dull forest behind the pool that had dull leafless trees. The next thing I know, I look to the back left of the pool, and there is a blonde girl running and screaming towards me and there is a man chasing her. She runs down the left side of the pool and around the front to the right wall window, and I leaned out of the second story of the house and grabbed her by the arm and pulled her inside. The dream fades into reality as I awaken. Dream 5: This dream took place in a surgical room. It was dim and I was lying on the surgery table. My stepmom comes in the room and hands me a frozen red drink. I lay back down on the table and then they told me that my ear had bled. I sat up and and checked the table; there was blood on the table. I then sat up and asked my dad if he was leaving. He replied with a yes; the dream ends. Dream 6: In this dream I was riding out on the back of a bike. It was a crotch rocket to be more specific; not a motorcycle. I then picked up my brother and I turn and see a man pointing a gun at a line of cars. He takes the two bikes from the side of the road and takes them to the parking lot and sees a manager at my work and a guy smoking. Dream 7: At home I have a friend whose mom owns a bunch of property, and so in this dream there was a particular building called the Majestic House that we always went to. In this dream, we were all standing around on the inside of the Majestic House. It did not look like the regular Majestic House; there was more glass than usual. I remember looking outside and seeing my Durango parked on the side of the Majestic house. Next thing we knew we were outside and standing by my car. There were a couple of black people walking and talking down the road and we kind of shrugged them off and did not pay them any attention. We went back inside the Majestic House and talked with my friend’s mom for a little while, until I looked out and saw that every window on my vehicle was smashed. I was distraught. Thinking it could not get worse, I left it alone. Then I realized that my Zune, my music player, was probably gone. Turns out, it was, after I checked through the broken windows of my car. I gave up and went back inside and walked to the back of the Majestic House, except in this particular alternate Majestic House, the kitchen was right after the common room, and then there was the front room, as if it was a house. I walked through the kitchen, past my friend’s mom and my friend, and went to the front room to play some Black Ops. Miraculously that was what was in the console. Eventually I suppose I got bored and I walked back through the room I was in to the kitchen where everyone was. I had just passed the threshold when I looked to the left and saw two men dressed in black pointing guns at me through the window. I quickly backed up and stood for a moment. Then I walked through the doorway again, but I was not being shot at. I kept walking and as I approached the windows to view my Durango, I saw something completely impossible. My Durango was upside down, all the windows smashed in. Then my dream fades and I end up in the woods by a road. It was me and a few friends that I did not recognize in the dark by some random road in the woods; we had lawn chairs. When I realized that there were many cars coming by, we all went into the log cabin. I did not realize how big the cabin really was. The girls went into my friend’s room and we all sat and talked. I escaped and I ended up in the top of the log cabin, looking out of the top. The top of the log cabin was pure glass, and you could see the tops of trees. In the backyard there was a huge lake that reflected the grandeur of the cabin. Then the dream fades as the sun comes up over the horizon of the dream.

I broke into a house that I have never been in in real life. After getting into the house I set up my iPad and started to play music and dance and look around the house. After about an hour I started painting my nails. Then about ten minutes after that the owner of the house came home and I started to panic and gather my things. I'm about to slip out the back door when I realize I left my nail polish so I go back to get it and have to hide while the woman comes in her house.

I was sitting in a bar and there were very expensive whiskey bottles on the shelves. Two of my friends walked in and shot a spitball at me, but he missed and hit the shelf, sending a million dollars worth of whiskey shattered on the floor. Then a woman (who looked like my Chemistry teacher) ran by with a glowing stick in her hand. She ran by again and I asked her what she was doing. She then walked up and killed both my friends, making me extremely emotional. She then took me through the memories of a little boy, including his baseball games. Then, she took me to a white room where a convicted rapist was being held. The convicted rapist was apparently the grandfather of the little boy with the memories. The woman began reading the memories to the old man. She told me she had to do this everyday. The old man then motioned me over to a piano and we played a song together. (I have no idea how to play the piano, but I did perfectly in this.) Then, the woman asked the old man how he felt about his son. The old man said nothing. The woman then asked the old man how he felt about his grandson. The man said he wished his grandson was his son. The woman then turned to me and told me to "Solve the mystery" or something very vague like that. When I made the assumption the grandfather attacked the little boy, the woman locked me in a dark room with a purple door. She told me I wouldn't be able to get out until I solved the puzzle. I screamed for her to let me out, but she refused. Then I woke up mid scream.

My ex-husband shows up at my house and tells me he's staying until next week. I meet his new wife, and start to miss my ex-husband even more as the days go by, almost wanting him back. I start to notice that the new wife's itinerary for my ex-husband is longer than the one he gave me, and I find out he in fact doesn't leave until another week later. My boyfriend can tell there's something going on with me, but he just stays quiet. I fell asleep on a chair and a man tries to wake me up because brunch has started and a huge line has started to form. I tell them I'm French and to leave me alone. They won't stop bothering me, so eventually I got up and left. I then realized what day it was and that it was the last day I was going to see my ex-husband. I ran to my apartment, all while dodging and maneuvering my way around the ginormous brunch line of people waiting to eat. I couldn't find him, so I decided to wait outside for him to catch up with him and eat. Right as he came outside, I was about to run up to him, but he disappeared in the crowd with his wife. All of a sudden, these weird creature people were in town assassinating my ex-husband's army crew that was there. My ex-husband was the last one alive. He decided to play hero and try and kill them, and he got one of them. I was balling for him not to be a hero and just hide in the shadows until they go away, but he insisted that he wasn't going to do that. One of the assassins were coming up fast, and it was a woman in a red dress. I decided to hide in the restrooms, and I noticed some women employees were locking up both the top and bottom of each stall, making it easier for me to hide. My ex-husband came in to try and wait for the female assassin to come in so that he could kill her. She came in from behind them and walked slowly in between him and the two staff ladies without a word. All I could hear was the click of her heels as she passed by. The lady who was locking the door in front of me looked at me after the female assassin passed by and smiled reassuringly before she fell forward and dropped dead on the ground with an odd ceramic tea cup lodged in the back of her neck where her spine and neck connect. Just then, everyone else who was standing, including my ex-husband, fell down dead with different ways of how they died. My ex-husband had a huge slice across his forehead, and the other lady had some of her intestines pushed out of her back. Before I could make any other noise, or cry, I heard the female assassin walking back towards the bodies, to make sure they were dead. I slipped back into hiding, and pretended I was dead just in case she saw me. She also had a little minion this time following her. Right as she got close enough to see me, I could hear her walking towards me and I woke up.

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