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I dreamed that I was taking a long journey by car from Seattle to the university in North Dakota that I want to attend. Once I arrived, I went to the admissions office where the secretary said my credits were transferred successfully. But just about as I was about to ask for financial aid, the dream changed. We were still in the same place (other people) but a UFO had come shaped like an arrow. I beat the aliens ( who looked like blue man group people with yellow eyes. We were able to fly by gliding. Some were afraid in the group and asked for a parachute. But I said the parachutes would just get tangled and they would all die. then the arrow shapped UFO passed over and everyone said that they were glad that the aliens were gone. My view changed and I saw a lone alien hunched in the hull of the space ship. Then it came back to me and I said no, that they are still here. Then I woke up.

I was going to school in my cousin's car as usual, when I came in there were strangers in the car including my cousins. I asked "why are you guys here anyways". A man answered my question "it's an activity from your school". I looked around and saw children there too. I said "ok". I kept talking and didn't notice the strangers were getting annoyed. We got to school and when I was about to get my bag at the trunk it shut close. I ran after the car yelling " my bag, I didn't get to get it!". The car kept going but the door opened. The men were there saying "let's just kidnap her". I got in the car and they held me there,captive. That's when I noticed and thought to myself "this is my old dream, I was drowned in this dream". Instead of waking myself up I tried to finish my dream and not get drowned this time. I remembered when a group of teachers would pass by and they did, in my old dream I didn't do anything but now I was slamming my fist at the windows trying to tell them what was happening. First they recognized me as a student in the school and waved hi but then they realized what was actually happening. Their normal teeth turned into fangs, I knew they were gonna help me but still I was frightened. They came closer and I got a perfect view of the mouth filled with razor sharp teeth and thats when I woke up, my body felt normal, I didn't feel scared just my normal me as usual.

I'm using public transportation when all of the sudden one of my shoes falls off my foot. Someone offers to pick it up for me but when they try to reach for the shoe it gets off the bus. I go ask the driver to let me out but he is accelerating. After a few blocks the bus stops and I get out. On the street I run back to pick up my shoe, when I see it I try to get it but it's in the middle of the road and cars are coming. When the opportunity comes I run to get it and then walk back to the side walk where I sit to tie my shoes. Next thing I'm in a room and a couple of women are there. They tell me something as I finish tying my shoes; I cross the laces around my ankles to make sure they won't fall off again. Once again on the street I take off running towards the direction where I got off of the bus but after a few steps I feel my shoes are loose so I stop to rearrange them. I come up with the idea of putting paper inside them so they hold still. I sit outside a business to fix my shoes when all of the sudden I see a friend I haven't seen in a long time. He is wearing dark pants and a jacket, he looks casual not the way I ever saw him. He gets out of view when I hear someone calling me from behind. They ask me to pull down a business door. I look up at the door and realize I can't reach it. I jump to try to try to reach the door but I can't make it. My friends shows up again and this time he is wearing a dark suit. He makes a signal to me and this time I see the door is within my reach, I grabbed it and pull it down. We're on the street again. I ask my what has happened to him as no one knows about his whereabouts. Hesitant I tell me friend I thought he was dead to which he replies he is indeed. He tells me something and all I can remember is he mentions something that came in threes. Then I woke up.

I was at a construction site, several men working with big logs. One man kept asking me what year this was. He said it was 2008 and said no it is 2014, he said really are you sure? The men kept asking me about the blue prints where were they? I told them I didn't know anything about blueprints I didn't even know why I was there. it looked like they were cleaning the logs to make hardwood floors. I woke up several times and went right back to this same dream.

I walked into H’s classroom. I was wearing jeans, and a black sweater with a zip at the top. I walked across the front of the room and then to the back right corner. I thought I saw an open seat near Pig, but as I drew nearer I noticed an article of clothing on that seat. It was taken. I then went over to the back left corner of the room, and there I found a seat. It was near Bottle Cap Guy. I talked to him a bit, but about what I can’t recall. I had a black binder on the floor. Pig sat on that binder. I said timidly, "Pig, you're sitting on my binder. That's not good." I asked her to get off it. She obliged. Later, I left the room and headed down the hall to where the stairs are – the ones that lead down to the woodshop hall. They were much larger than they are in real life, and slightly curved. Pig was coming up those stairs toward me, holding a baby. The baby looked...pristine? Pig didn't pay me much attention as she passed. After Pig, I then had to wait for a class of little kids as they made their way up the middle of the stairs. There was another class waiting to go up, but I set off down the stairs before they started up. As I went down, I saw an old man struggling mightily along the rails to get up the stairs, about 10-15 steps from the top. I debated whether I should help him, and decided he would be fine, so I continued on. There was a teacher at the bottom next to the kids, looking at me strangely. Judging me, perhaps. At the bottom of the stairs, I found myself in a sort of "Dream" Vegas. I had a sunken feeling. I was so far from getting there, and it really sunk in then. I felt depressed as I meandered around this basement casino. I thought of what it would be like to do an interview about poker. "We" was a word I imagined using in the interview...Referring to "we poker players", probably. I thought about speaking strongly rather than timidly – of being a strong character rather than a weak and pathetic one.

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