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What a dream I had…. Shane is a sixteen-year-old boy who lives in Pasadena California. He is the only child of Russ and Sheila Boatwright, a very successful couple. His father was a great athlete and was named “Mr. Football” of Orange County California in high school. He is a self-made millionaire who owns a chain of furniture stores. Russ is a workaholic and he and Shane hardly ever talk to one another. Shane’s opinion of his mother is that “she thinks she’s some kind of royalty or something, because dad’s so rich. All she cares about is her high-society fundraisers and her tennis lessons”. Currently his mom and dad are having marital problems, and he thinks his father may have a girlfriend . Although they buy him anything he wants, both parents seem too involved with their own problems to pay much attention to Shane. Shane is relatively popular at school and plays on the school football team. However, he doesn’t have very many close friends and he says he just feels “weird” and like he “doesn’t fit in”. Shane has one very close friend named Ben. Ben has recently found a girlfriend and has been spending less time with Shane. Shane secretly resents Ben’s girlfriend for breaking up their relationship, but has not confronted Ben because he’s a little confused about his feelings. Shane does not have a girlfriend . This is the dream that Shane told his therapist. I walk downstairs to my living room towards the Christmas tree. All of the presents were gone and I was totally confused. The presents were all outside all ripped apart and messed up. Then I started crying because everything was gone and my dad was saying it was my fault for putting the presents near a power bar, or something which got hot. Some people came in and helped save us by throwing the presents outside. I am still crying because I was getting blamed. Then we found some of the presents in the cupboard. Then the scene changes and I'm sitting in class at school, which suddenly changes to sitting in the auditorium. I was singing in this funny high pitched voice, and this girl came up to me and said she liked me and I said she was nice. Suddenly she started taking off her pants and I was like…um you better look behind you, because the vice principal was behind her. The VP pulls her and points to me and says come with me. Then I found out I'm suspended for so long and I have detention. I just start crying because I've never been suspended and this is going to make me look bad with my reputation etc. So I'm just crying then I'm sitting in class and the VP tells me to follow her through the cafeteria. So we're walking through the cafe and some kid spilled juice all over, so she had to deal with that student first. Then as I'm standing there I see an old lady who slipped and fell on the ground, I help her up and realized this lady looks sort of like my grandma who just died. Then I called the old lady the name that I called my grandma that no one else did. And she said something like "I used to have a grandson or granddaughter who called me that". But I didn't really hear that part well. Then I told her my grandma had just died and I started crying and crying. Then I woke up completely confused.

I had a dream I was pregnant for a short while and once I began actually going into labor I noticed it was incredibly easy. There was nothing painful, difficult, or intense about it. There were no complications or struggles and the labor went by so fast that it was unreal. The baby was here and it was a little boy. I was happy and I loved the little boy. Only after I had him did I find out that I actually had a total of three biological sons. A family I didn’t recognize came to see me and told me I had two older sons. I looked at the two boys; they were not yet adults, but older adolescents. I looked at them and had no recollection of carrying them or even going through labor twice in my past but I knew these boys were my sons. I never knew how or why I lost them it was never explained to me. The woman in this family seemed to be their care-taker or maybe she wasn’t even really a woman, maybe she was really a guardian Angel; nevertheless she had my two sons and though they may have never seen me, as I was sure I had never seen them, they were comfortable letting me be their mother again. In the process of this revelation I was able to give my two sons new names as if reclaiming my ownership over them and in this order called them Daniel and Paul naming the older one first. I didn’t understand exactly what was going on but without words ever being spoken or exchanged I understood that my two sons couldn’t be given back to me right now, however, I was given unspoken confirmation that they would eventually return to me soon. I then took the little boy I had just given birth to, gave him a name, then raised and nurtured him. He grew up under my care; I loved him, kept up with him, and protected him. In the dream no matter where I went he was always there and never too far away from me. I had not yet had my two older sons returned to me but I always knew it would happen soon, so I was comforted. In the mean time I had my third son and I was pleased.

I was standing at a little boy's bedside. He was fast asleep and I could instantly feel a connection between us. However, I could not see his face. The room lolled like my former friend's room, but the exit was different. It was peaceful for only a moment when a monster suddenly appeared and tried to harm the little boy. I immediately switched into attack mode a chased away the monster. As I go back to the boy, it comes back. This cycle happened several times before I was exhaughsted. And just as I think the monster gave up, it came after me! I tried my hardest to make it leave, but by that time, I was too weak and tired to fight back. And soon enough, the monster caught an killed me.

I was riding in a tiny canoe with my imaginary crush, Leo Valdez. It was overcast, the sky gray and the lake gray, as well. We were canoeing in a lake surrounded by trees, and as we rowed along, I saw hooded black figures sprinting across the land, and I also saw Pope Francis giving a blessing to a child. Leo and I docked our boat on the shore, and as soon as we got off of the boat, a few of the cloaked black figures swooped in and snatched up Leo. They ran away with him, and somehow, I had enhanced agility, and so I was able to climb the trees without anyone noticing. After a while, however, I saw Pope Francis, again. He looked up and saw me, and beckoned for me to come down. I did. He asked me why I looked so troubled, and why I was hiding in that tree. I explained to him my situation. He nodded, touched my forehead, and said, "Do not fear, child. You are now blessed by God." I quickly thanked him and ran away, because I saw the black-clothed people, and this time , they had knives and guns. I ran to the lake, and on the other side, I saw Leo, and he smiled at me.

I keep having dreams every few nights or so. It is always of me trying to run away (while pulling a guy behind me) from my friends or family in order to be alone so we can make out. It is a different guy each time. However, the guys are always an ex or a friend. My sister is always the main person i'm trying to get away from and it is always in a familiar location. I also want to add that I think the feeling is mutual between me and the guy but i'm not entirely sure because I am always grabbing the guy's hand and pulling him around. Plus I'm always the one to take control and kiss him (in the dream). This confuses me because i am 15, i've never kissed any of the guys in my dreams. I've only had one kiss before, the guy who kissed me has not been in my dream and the kiss was awkward. Please help.

I was walking on this road and I saw a boy coming. For some reason, I was really scared of him. An old man walking beside me put his arm around me and protected me. Some girls came to rob me or whatever but he saved me. We didn't talk the whole while, but when it was time to go, I asked him for his name. He didn't reply but I told mine. Then he asked me for my age and I said that age never matters. But then I blurted out that I was 18, and yet I didn't get a reply from him. He started tearing up and cried with a sad smile. He vanished in the crowd and i ran after him. However, i guess I'd lost him already. When I went back home, I cried and cried. I woke up crying.

Running along and notice a man with two dogs one brown and one black. The black one was on a leash. The other was playing. In this instant I decided not to carry on the same track and went into a block of flats to continue watching the dogs etc as I was intending on carrying on the run when they pass. However, at this time another runner was going by and the brown dog jumped on him and bit him taking a piece of flesh. At this point the dog on the leashwas uncontrolable and got away from the man holding the leash. the black dog tried to take the "meat" from the brown dog and as a result they began to fight. I woke up after hearing sirens etc.

I was walking with my roomate from college, Maghan, into Madison Square Garden for no apparent reason. Right as we were about to open the door, someone else opens it. However, there is a bright light so we can't see who the person is at first. As we get closer and walk through the door, we realize it is Ed Sheeran who was holding the door open for us. After that, we hung out with Ed and took pictures for the rest of the day. The three of us all ended up being good friends.

I was walking on a road when I saw a guy walking by. I don't know why but i was really really scared of him - like he would do something to me. A man was walking beside me and he put an arm around me, to cover and help me. A few girls came up to me to try to do something but the man saved me. Then we walked to where I wanted to go, and it was time for him to leave. I thanked him and he asked me for my name which I readily blurted out. However, I guess I waited for his, but nothing came. Then he asked for my age and I said that it didn't matter but still said that I was 18. He still didn't say anything. He started walking away while he was crying with a sad smile. I shouted out for him and ran behind him, but I guess I'd lost him. His tears made me cry and when I went home I cried for a long time in front of my grandfather who asked me repeatedly as to what happened. When he knew some man tried to do something, he put up his fork and said he'd kill him. But that wasn't the thing. I just couldn't stop crying. It was so intense, that I woke up crying.

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