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Though this dream was flashes of memory mixed in with dread it make some science. I had just gotten out of an event that I felt I did horrible in. it had to do with pulling out all of our teeth and having faith that we could mix many chemicals together to make a potion that would allow for them to grow back. Not only did I refuse to pull out my own teeth but I forgot what chemicals I needed and ended up making a deadly black slug that came back to life and killed almost everyone in the room. I had bolted out of the room having to go pee really bad. Unfortunately the girl’s restroom was closed so I decided to go into the men’s room beside it. I walked in the first door two find a second door ten feet away. It was weird but I pressed on hopping to find a stall I could hide away in to pee. I walked through the last door to find myself in a dark lit lounge that looked like the like of hide away that was around in the time of bootleg liquor. Black and read are the only colors to show up other than a flash of brass or the deep mahogany of wood. The other thing that catches my eye in the dim lit area is a sign that says all girls will be killed on sight. I look around to see everyone in the room staring at me. I back up to the door as everyone stand and I wait for the worst with eye s clamped shut. “Gregory,” a man’s voice yells out. I peek out from under my lashes to see a man about my age come running over to me and wrap an arm around my shoulders. “Sorry mate I forgot that you didn’t know where I normally sat.” everyone sat back down back relaxed. My savior pulled me back to his booth in’ the corner. As we walked over I got a good look at him. He was tall and well-built with blue eyes and blond hair. We waited to talk until we were sat down. “thanks.” I murmured. He nodded his head and looked around the room. “you are lucky I’m nicer than mist the guys around here. They wouldn’t have saved you at all.” “Then why did you?” I asked curious. A smirk played on his and he grabbed my hands. “I need to tell you something very important. It could save billions of lives someday but you have to remember easily what I tell you. Do you understand?” I nod my head and he leans over the table. Just as he goes to tell me this information I’m shaken awake never to hear the important information.

I was on a treasure hunt, not the mystical fantasy kind, just and everyday one really. I was with a group of 17/18 year olds that I do not know, but I think I recognize. However, I defiantly know one of them though. She's this girl who's practically my big sister, and has always looked after me. I'm only 14, so I was the baby of the group, and was very much treated like that. It was day time, but dark and cloudy. I remember at one point I was in a big, dark, almost empty arcade that from the outside looked like a library. But all the games were for Xbox and i'm useless at Xbox games. There was this angry Chinese lady wearing a green kimono, who was forcing me to play these games, but for some reason I was absolutely terrified. I also remember at some point an old friend of mine passing in the background. However, this person was never a close friend, more of an acquaintance. Then I left the game arcade and everyone had left me. I know I vaguely recognize the place from real life somewhere, but not very well, so I was lost. I remember feeling terrified of being lost and alone. After that it started raining. I was so desperate to find a safe place that I just walked in a random direction hoping to find somewhere. I ended up in a park that now I think about it, is quite similar to a park near where I live (bushy park). I know something happened after that but I can't really remember. All I remember was at some point being in this grassy area with a few trees and seeing a gate that I needed to get to, because it had started raining VERY heavily. However there was a sort of swamp blocking my way, that was filling up with water, fast. There was a long trail of branches in the middle that I thought I could walk over to get to the gate. I'm still not sure why this gate was so important, but I know in the dream it was very very important for me to get to it. I think I remember walking across the logs the other way when I was entering the park and I did it fine. But this time was more difficult because of the rain and the rising water. I started to walk across it, but I didnt want to fall in in case my clothes got wetter than they already were, so I decided to scoot along on my butt and only get my legs wet. However, that didnt make any difference as the branches started sinking so when I got to the middle I was practically swimming. but I still carried on because I NEEDED to get to that gate. I finally got to the other side and stood on a clear patch of grass. I looked back at what I had just put myself through and noticed a dad and his son (who looked about 4) just watching me. They didnt do anything, just watched. Im not sure if anything else happened, but I think I woke up after that (at about 3am!)

I had a dream last night that I gave birth to a baby girl, n then my sister in law took her cuz she wanted a baby but couldnt make her own. (but in real life shes prego) then I was escorted to a table with 2police officers. one sat back n kinda stared at me suspiciously n the other was in my face n talking about how I got a warning the 1st time, and this being the 2nd time I could go to jail. then ANOTHER police officer came in my dream n said "shes not going to jail. Shes with me" apparently I have met him before n I was undercover for something. The cop that I was suppose to be undercover with was creepy though. He kept tryin to non-verbally tell me something. Something was really important about me taking his business card.

Kept leaving doors open & unlocked. Finally left my car door open to my moms Tahoe & everything was stolen except credit cards that are were temporary or don't work. The Tahoe door led to to Julia Aason's (cousin) house where they stole everything including furniture , I think. But I couldn't really tell bc i had never been there so I wasn't sure if she had any to begin with. Her roommate was in the house when we got there. At first I screamed at her bc I thought she was the one who robbed the place. She asked how I planned to fix this. I was crying & freaking out. My friends felt bad for me. I was so mad at myself & disappointed. We went outside (heard something?) & there was a couple in a white car that had came back for more stuff. I freaked out on them & for some reason the guy actually looked scared of me. I started after them & he wrecked his car into a pole. I dragged him half way out of the car & he was already bloody from the accident but I started beating the crap out of him. Either my friends or Julia's roommate went after the chick. Then my alarm went off.

Dream kept repeating in certain parts. I was constantly back at the house. Different things happened every time I was at the house. Entered via bathroom (peach with darker door but not too dark). There was just a toilet in the room and I think a window to the right of me. Hole in the door. Dog in other room would see me and put his nose through the hole and sniff. I'd dread opening the door to the dog, but I'd do it and calm it down by stroking it. It was silky smooth. The last time I visited the house, the dog saw me through the hole and as I expected, went to put his nose in the hole and sniff, but he burst down the door instead and ended up right in front of me. This room was grey. Grey walls with photo frames (gold maybe) and grey floorboards. They all looked cracked and the wallpaper looked worn and cracked. There was no furniture in the room, though I think there might have been one set of drawers that were black in a vintage style but very worn and old. On the bottom far left was a door frame without a door. I never went through this door, but I did look out of it. There was a landing which led round to a flight of stairs going down. This landing and the stairs were also grey and worn exactly like the room I was in. Back near to the left of the bathroom there was another room. This door frame actually had a door, which was always open a few inches and looked like there was light shining into the room. I was always too scared to enter that room or to leave the grey room at all. Every time I ended up at this house the dog was a different colour. Once it was black with white spots. Another time, white, golden and black with black spots and smaller ears/nose. Another time it was white with long brown floppy ears. But I knew it was always the same dog. I know it was a male dog. He was always very on edge and almost hyper flighty. Only I could calm him down by stroking him. But he was always scared in some way and really jumpy. And so was I. I was scared of a man, incase he came to the room. I was scared he'd be in this house, but never knew if he was or not. One time, I was riding a bike that was too big. The handle bars were way too high and when I was pedalling my knees were coming up to my cheeks. I was cycling around Manchester early on a morning. People were going to work on the trams (which looked more square and red) and there were buskers dotted along the tram lines. One man made a couple of quid in less than a minute. He also looked poor but he was good at busking. I was cycling along these tramlines and near Arndale then suddenly I was riding down a hill in Easington Colliery and ended up in the bathroom of this house again. One time, people were in the house, 2 girls and a boy walking down the stairs away from me and I had a guitar and threw it to them. They were then gone.

It started with me at Natalie's apartment, where we talking about something that I don't really remember. For some odd reason, Natalie was wearing glasses and at some point during my visit I had my left arm stretched out in front of me and when I turned to face Natalie, I shattered her glasses, mostly the left lens. At that point everything else seemed to stop and I profusely apologized and did all I could to give her whatever medical attention she needed. I don't know why but she seemed withdrawn and in shock, or something. While I was getting a rag to wipe off the blood on her face, I kept thinking about a news story that a convict's fate would be decided by the people, a first in recent history. When I had a rag, for some reason it took me three tries to get the rag wet enough and once I returned to Natalie she had pulled out all the glass that was in her face, leaving very little left to do. While I was trying clean off the blood still on her face, I was also trying get her to talk to me but she was still very unresponsive. I kept trying by bringing up different things and the convict who's fate was in the hands of the people kept coming up in both my thoughts and my attempts to get a response from Natalie.

I was in a large room with mirrors covering all four walls. My first and so far only love was there on a bicycle. Normally, I don't share my feeling with him because he shuts down and gets defensive or he wants to cheat on his girlfriend /baby-mama/fiancé with me and I adamantly refused. He never shows any concern about my feelings. However, in this dream he seemed upset that I had hooked up with another guy even though he has no grounds to be jealous. I start yelling at him saying he has no right and if he still is jealous about that kind of stuff maybe he still love me even though he won't admit it and he shouldn't be with his current fiancé. He refuses to listen attempting to ride away on the bike, however we are trapped in this room with no where to go and our reflections and voices surrounding us making it impossible to escape.

I gave birth to a baby girl, n then my sister in law took her cuz she wanted a baby but couldnt make her own. (but in real life shes prego) then I was escorted to a table with 2police officers. one sat back n kinda stared at me suspiciously n the other was in my face n talking about how I got a warning the 1st time, and this being the 2nd time I could go to jail. then ANOTHER police officer came in my dream n said "shes not going to jail. Shes with me" apparently I have met him before n I was undercover for something. The cop that I was suppose to be undercover with was creepy though. He kept tryin to non-verbally tell me something. Something was really important about me taking his business card.

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