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1.) The dream I had started at a candy store from what I remember. I was having a good time just hanging with my friend Maegan. I had never been in this store; it was all white with hot pink décor. The store was a little crowded. I was sitting at a tall table when I got a random text from a number I had never seen before saying “I see you” so this being like the cheesiest scare tactic from the lamest horror movies I thought it was joke from a friend in the store, but I looked up everyone was gone even Maegan, the cashier everyone! I was on my way home when I kept getting this text that I don’t remember at all. When I got to what was my home it was a combination of my house, my aunts old house, Maegans house and my cousins old house. So I walked in and I was all alone when I got the text saying that he was here and to meet him in the bathroom, this is when I got really scared and on my way to the bathroom to meet him I saw his feet at the end on my parents bed in their room. When I got to the bathroom, my friend Adelia was in the bathtub, she wasn’t bathing she was just in the bathtub. When she saw me she yelled at me to get out but I told that I couldn’t and I tried to quickly explain the situation to her when we both started crying. When I turned around I was this short middle aged man in a sparkly green and orange stripped bikini, and he had scuba gear around his head. That’s all I can remember.

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I am a frequent 'epic dreamer'; and have more recently experienced 'lucid dreams' where I can change, or manipulate, my dream to my own liking. These dreams are sweeping and beautiful, massive in scale, and can feature mountain ranges, valleys, vast moorlands, oceans, islands, lonely beaches or beautiful villages in the snow. They seem to go on for hours, uninterrupted, and I can recall every single detail for years afterwards. They all, without exception, feature an enormous house (different every time) and nearly all feature sex with an unknown man, who is always different and doesn't look like anyone I know. The house is always huge, isolated, gothic, empty, mostly derelict, with hundreds of rooms and the dream predominantly features me, either alone or with this man, discovering rooms. I am always excited, sometimes sexually exicted in these houses; somewhere in the dream is the knowledge that the house belongs to me and I'm discovering it for the first, most exciting, time, and deciding what I can do with it. I explore attics, cellars, staircases and bedrooms, but I always seems to linger for a long time by windows, gazing longingly out the the incredible view, or by enormous fireplaces, looking into the flames. Sometimes the house is truly derelict and haunted but I'm not scared, just in awe of its beauty and amount of rooms. There is always a very lucid feeling of real excitement in the dream and this usually turns to sexual excitement as the man in the dream makes his move on me. It can be incredibly intense and romantic, and the feeling stays with me for days or weeks. Sometimes years! Less frequently (once a month maybe) I feel such intense grief in a dream I wake up with my pillow wet and I'm depressed for days. Yet I never know why I was grieving. The only feeling that remains with me is that I've lost something and can never find it ever again. Sometimes in my dream I decide it's not romantic or gorgeous enough, and I can go back and change the crucial scene to my liking. I am even discussing this in my dream with myself, saying 'hang on - I could have been more heroic or powerful in that scene. Let's go back and do it again'. So I do, but improve on the outcome. All my dreams are so beautiful, and so epic in scale and emotion, that they exhaust me and real life seems very dull and ugly and unromantic in comparison.

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In my dream I unknowingly bought cyanide poisoning for an old friend. I did not want to go through with killing him, but when I told my significant other, I realized he was trying to kill me by carbon monoxide poisoning. So I ran into the house to find my friend, dad, and sister on the couches. When I turned around, my other sister was with my significant other trying to burn down the house. Afterwards I ran to the toaster to put out the flames but it was too late. My sister had a change of heart and called the police. I tried to run away and then my dog tried to follow me and just squeezed through the door to come to me.

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Driving home from Cleveland (Where my Grandmother lives) I notice a tall blue flame in my mirror so I stop the vehicle and get out to see what it is. Just as I step out a large explosion and the vehicle of someone else flies past me on fire with the occupants trapped inside. Upon noticing a group of people on the other side of the highway, I run over to them to ask if they know what is happening to which they responded that the did not. A short while later an older professional looking woman tells us that a crazed man with several hundred pounds of volitale chemicals has detonated his vehicle at the state line and there is an ungodly number of people dead or dying and that the military and police are traveling down the road performing mercy killings. I decide that I need to leave quickly so I get in my vehicle and speed off. As I do I call my mother to tell her that I am driving home as quickly as I can and that I lover her, I call my fiance but do not get an answer so I leave a message for her telling her the same. As I hang up the phone I notice a road block of military vehicles and I try to ram my way through to no avail. My vehicle stopped completely a large angry looking soldier reaches through the broken glass of my car, grabs me by the shirt collar and begins pulling me through the window. In a last ditch effort to save my life I reach for the pistol under my driver's seat, point the muzzle at the soldier and squeeze the trigger........this is where I woke up.

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