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I was going to a gas station to refill my car. Suddenly a man came and started to shoot and kill people with a couple of guns, with tremendous violence and madness. I was trying to hide in fear. The owner of the gas station tried to hit the shooter with a small container full of fuel. However, that container just bumped on the guy and arrived right next to me. The shooter,now out of control, shot the the small container which exploded violently in front of me. I didn't die, but I was burning alive, screaming in pain. The shooter saw and maybe to shut me up, shot me too. Yet, I didn't die. I woke up in a hospital alive, but completely disfigured from the fire. My face was completely burned, and so my body. My family was there and everyone was crying for me. I was crying too. Then I woke up(for real). When I was awake, I was shivering so much...

I dreamed that I got transported to a magical world filled with unknown creatures.As I explored this new world I ran into a huge purple & blue dragon. At first I got scared then I got closer to the magnificent creature and he too, got closer unitl I patted his head. I then introduced myself and he also introdeced himself as Thunder Wings and explained a profiey about a girl and a dragon sent to protect the young girl and that she was something special . Thunder said that young girl was me. He was also going to telltell me what was so special about me but it was time for me to leave and I asked if I was ever going to see him again. He said "Yes, someday my little friend." That's when I woke up back into realty. What does that mean?

I had a dream that I was in a room—it felt like the home I had when I was a child. There were some people there I was talking to, but not really paying much attention to. I’m not sure who they were, but it felt like they were people I knew. Then I looked out this huge window. The whole wall was a window except for the door. Looking out the window I saw one of my co-workers. He is a really nice person who helps people. With him was an old friend/co-worker. She has had a lot of hard times in life, but she is also very resilient and overcame a lot. They were trying to overcome this huge snake—that was on the window. I came out to see if I could help and they told me not to worry. They seemed happy. So then I started walking through the grass and sidewalks and there were lots of little snakes all over the ground. I’m not sure if they were dead or alive, but they were gray and looked like they were “waterlogged.” Like they had been soaking in water for a long time. I was walking along and trying to avoid stepping on the snakes. Sometimes I did step on them and they moved, but didn’t attack. I felt a little anxious, but fairly calm. Then I woke up and felt anxious.

I was at an old train stain like from WWII. I was alone. There was no music. I kept wandering aimlessly. I looked up and saw a friend of mine who had passed away 2 weeks ago. He looked s solid as a regular person. His arms were out he voiced "Hug me!". I ran to hug him. As soon as I got near him he vanished. Faded away like smoke. It happened again and again. I started to get upset and confused. I looked behind me to see and old steam train. It was empty. I entered the train and sat down at a table with 2 chairs either side.A member of staff in a blue uniform came and gave me tea. The uniform looked like a blue jumpsuit. My friend joined me sitting across from me. This time he had a hospital gown on with a brown leather jacket over it. He asked me how I was. I replied " I'm okay. I just can't believe you're gone." To which he said, " I'm not really gone. I'm still here." He got up and went back out onto the platform. I followed behind him. He was in his regular clothes again.I saw across from us was his mum, sisters, and grandfather. They were all wearing black. Like they'd just gone to a funeral. His sisters had black mascara running down their faces.My friend went over and hugged them. His family just walked off the station like nothing had happened. Then his best friend showed up. They we interacting like he'd never passed. Skateboarding; joking around, etc. I went up to his friend and said "You know he's not really there right?" to which he said "I know but that doensn't mean we can't be happy for him." I woke up crying my eyes out. The dream was so real. It felt like I was really there.

I dreamed that my dead mother was alive. We were in our family home and my mother and I were arguing. My mother had a seven year old little girl in her arms. She had blond hair. My mother was complaining that her back was sore and she tried to hand the child to me. I got up off of the sofa and I told her that she was a bad mother. She had not been a good mother to me when I was growing up and that she wasn't fooling anyone with her saintly mothering act. I started to walk away and I felt my mother behind my back, my mother was looking for something to hit me with. I turned around and started yelling at my mother. She went to hit me and I grabed her by the neck and started to choke her. I was yelling at her and she said something to me. She took her hands off of my hands and I let her go. We were standing at the top of the stairs and she fell backwards. I turned away and ran up the stairs to the top floor. I ran into my mother's old bedroom. There was no furniture in the room and the room was much larger in my dreams than it actually is. I called someone that I do not like and was crying and telling her that I did something bad and that I needed to see a lawyer. I woke up.

I had a dream that my crush came back for summer, to the state I'm living. All of our classmates were gathered in a fancy cabin in some hotel. We were having fun until my crush came in. I felt so awkward that I hid in my room. But of course, since it was a dream, he magically appeared in it. He was serious (which is odd). He was the first one to speak, he said, "Um, I've heard that you have a crush on me, is that truth?" (By this point I could feel my heart pound so hard, and my chest suddenly became hot, not in the dream, of course). I stuttered, which is an odd thing for me to do, and I replied "Um, no, who told you that? I don't have a crush on you..." He still had the serious face, he didn't change the looks at all, and then he said. "You know, I don't like it when people lie to me, especially if they are someone close to me, so are you sure?” And again, I was like. "No, I don't have a crush on you... you're my friend". AND THEN... I woke up.

I was living in a new apartment with my little brother when old friends (ex-friends) aquiantences that are both gay got out of their car and knocked on my door, I was so nervous, afraid that I did not answer the door but he let himself in anyway, I used to have a crush on this boy but haven't had contact with him for some time now. when he entered the house everyone else was gone and it was only him and I and I continued to runaway and avoid him and he cornered me just to talk... it was at this moment I woke up and my heart was racing

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