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My friend Anthony and I were sitting in my middle school cafeteria at the end of a table next to each other and my fifth grade report card was laying on the table. Anthony looked at me and said, "That sucks." And I replied, "What?" He nodded his head toward my report card so I picked it up and read the comments section where I had put that I wasn't sure if I was going to go to Upward Bound next summer because I wanted to get a job. When I finished looking at it, he asked me if he could write in the comments section. I said, "Sure," and he took the card and went to the comments section with a pencil. A couple of minutes later he gave me back the card so I could read it but there was one stray mark on the card that had been erased. He looked at me and said, "It's hard to put down your thoughts when you look at it from a different perspective."

I have had this dream before but not in years. I was being chased by these people who were family but I think they were vampires. My mom and brother were captured but my sister, who did not look anything like my sister, had already been turned and had to chase me. There was something special about me that they needed apparently. I could fight, but not very well, so I ran. Oh and everyone in my family did not look like my actual family. But my vampire sister chased me around what looked like a New York style of Coralville. At some point I found my dad, who apparently I have not seen in forever, and he had a car and let me drive it. My friends called me while driving and were saying my dad's cars are always the best. And then we got home which was one bedroom only and that was it. That was the house. That one room. It was cluttered with old stuff of mine and my dads stuff. My sister found me, dad disappeared, and I ran again. I went in a circle and hid under the bed. There were 2 or 3 other people there who were my friends and tried to confuse my sister, which worked for a little bit. But then found me and I found an old song that I had written that my dad had kept. It had interesting metaphors. I read it and my sister started to cry. And I realized something. My dad came in, saw the song which he had constructed something that when you looked at it, the objects made the lyrics. And he started to sing it, but in this evil like, angry voice. And I told him that it made my sister cry and I realized he was behind it all, and my sister came onto my side.

Dropping and Spilling @ a Party We are at a party and are all school teachers. We are having a party at the home of a male colleague. It is a very lovely decorated home. We are having drinks; laughing; and talking. Our colleague's wife arrives. We are all introduced to her. She is very short and a little stocky; but a very attractive brunette. She seems to have a rather serious personality. She does not have a drink in her hand but goes about the house putting items in their proper place which to her seem out of place. Several women in the group make comment about her stoic demeanor and lack of friendship. At dinner, I am asked to help and am passing out the handsome china plates. He notices that his wife is in line instead of helping with the serving. He says, "well that is what you get when you marry a lawyer". I drop the plates, but they don't break. I was then asked to take a bowl of gravy, and I spill part of it on the floor. As we are seated and mashed potatoes are being passed, I spill them also. I sit embarrassed. One guess says, "We we won't have to be concerned about seconds, Rudy took care of that". I responded by saying, "You are not going to have to worry about your diets today".

Last night, I had the scariest dream I’ve ever had. I woke up crying and feeling super scared. In my dream, I was dead but I didn’t realize that I was dead, until the last part then I woke up. So here were just some parts that I remember clearly. What happened was that, it was like our class’ retreat. We were asked to enter a dark room and girls who were like spiritual advisers or something like that we’re in there. So we were asked to enter and approach a girl i guess, that would give us advice, spiritual guidance and things like that. But when I entered the room, this girl; one of the spiritual advisers, immediately approached me and grabbed my arm. Like she wasn’t looking at me, eyes closed and she just came towards me like i was some person she really felt something with and creepy things like that. But in my dream, she just made me sit beside her. I couldnt remember her telling me anything. Then it all got blurry and the next thing I remember was that we were being asked to evacuate a place. There were even some bouncers in the area trying to get us out… So I left and I was going down a dark staircase. It wasn’t totally dark, like there was a light bulb at the bottom of the stairs but it was flickering so… yeah. and while I was going down the stairs, a classmate of mine ( i think or maybe a friend, im not really sure. but the setting I remember was that I was in a retreat with my classmates so I think it was one of my classmates, im not sure who) held my hand. Our fingers interlocked going down the stairs ‘cause we were both scared. Reaching the bottom stairs was another staircase going up. lol. yeah I dont get it either. All I remember was we were going down a staircase then another staircase leading up. So we went up and we we’re like in a dorm. In my dream, I know it was our dorm. So we tried climbing up to room after room, then I noticed one of our teachers was in the building. I told my classmate that she was there and we tried hiding, which surprisingly, though I am sure that she could have seen me already, she didnt. Then when my classmate and I reached our own room… i realized that she wasnt only a classmate, she was also my ‘roommate’ in that dorm. So yeah, we reached our room. It was all white, wooden floors, double bed on the side and a big mirror on the wall. and in the reflection on the mirror, I saw my roommate and myself like my other self, lying on the floor, dead. Like, the room was empty. I just saw our dead selves on the reflection. And so like I got really scared and I was like wtf whats happening, shit maybe that’s why that spiritual girl approached me or something and maybe thats why my teacher didnt see me earlier, because I was already dead. So in my dream, I was only ghost. I didnt really realized that I was already dead until I got to see my dead body in the reflection on the mirror. Then I got crazyscared and woke up, crying. As I’ve said, I’ve dreamt of other people dying in my dreams, I’ve never dreamt of anyone dead already appearing in my dreams, and it was my first time to dream of myself dead so i was scared as shit. I googled that when you see yourself dead or dying in a dream, it usually is a good sign like you’re changing and your oldself is dying or something like that but I dont really know what’s with the roomate dying too and the ghost and why i didnt realize that i was only ghost. This has been bothering me all day and I really hope someone could interpret this crazy dream of mine.

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