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I was walking my dogs and I bumped into a gang that I knew (in the dream) and I was given some strange polystyrene head to wear, so I worn it and at first I couldn't see through it and them eventually I could see the though the filled in eye slots. I then continued to walk my dogs around the corner and then turned back and walked towards the gang again. I was given a pistol an M911 and then I gave it back and the group leader put our masks in our neighbors bush. And hidden the guns. (The gang had a large plain white van). When I returned home my parents were still out so I went through the front door and into the house. My dad or step mam then pulled up in his red work van. I then went outside and on the top step found 5 of my phones (Sony Xperia C 1505) one on top of the other . I picked them up (without being seen) and placed three of them in my empty left pocket, and two in my right pocket which already had my phone in it. I then went back in the house and I think that was the rest of the dream it just feels like I stayed stood in the house then my dad woke me up because I missed my alarm by like 3 minutes.

I was at home and there was a major earthquake which caused also a vocano eruption. Both were massive and destructive complete destroying the city and its surroundings. Few people lived me and my parents were some of the few. We were scrambling trying to live through the earthquake. Fear and intensity through out the whole dream. I remember just thinking of my fiance who was across the state and wishing I was with him. After it had finished and everything quieted me and my family found an undamaged car and drove it out to safety. which we found a hospital with electricity and survivors where I was able to contact my fiance.

There's a man going around killing children and staging it as a suicide. Each suicide (murder) includes their head being chopped off. In my dream, my family and I are walking down the stairs in some unknown location, and we come across a man whose skin is translucent and his head is filled with liquid. My brother said to him sarcastically, "Is it you who is killing everyone's children?" He replied, "Yes," but played if off as a joke, but then, he became serious and said, "I'm actually going to kill you," and proceeded to attempt to decapitate my brother. I asked my parents if they would intervene, and they said they couldn't, so I then attacked the man and stabbed him in his carotid artery and he became angry because it wasn't a full decapitation, only a painful stab. He then began to attack my brother and I once more before I woke up.

At a party. it was a big party at a grand venue or mansion, the kind where rich people would have a wedding. it was for randy and i. I think maybe my parents arranged it. everyone i've ever known was there. family, friends, co workers, even people i barely knew. Randy wasn't there because i didn't tell him about it because we agreed not to hang out that night, and i figured he wouldn't be into it, and i kind of wasn't either. i started to feel a little guilty that he wasn't there, but i figured it would be fine. i got really, super drunk off white wine and stumbled my way through a sea of random women i didn't know, one which i thought was my old friend/co worker heather hill. but it wasn't. they rearragned the furniture before sitting and i remember drunenly stumbling through them and maing some joke about feng shui. then i went downstairs, i had been hanging out on the roof, but it was like a chill apartment building roof. when i got in the elevator, randy was there. i was surprised to see him and asked why he was even there. he was offended and was like of course i'm here, and he was pissed i was drunk. he had his guitar and said he had to go perform. i followed him, drunk and upset, spilling my wine everywhere begging him to not be mad and confused as to why he was. the venue was decorated beautifully. there were deep red decorations everywhere, against a stark white backdrop. tall ceilings, big windows. red hearts, red roses. there was also punk rock decorations, black and spikes and studs. i followed randy outside but lost him. there was a sea of people. it was a huge expansive outdoor area, like what i imagine a country club to be like. there was a little lake with a long dock, and a gazebo, all white. i wandered through the crowds, looked aaround, there were hundreds of people everywhere and i couldn't find randy. eventually i went back inside and down a hallway and he was sucked behind a door. when i found him he seemed unsurprised. behind the door was a world renowed barber shop where he had just gotten his hair cut. he had a black mohawk and it looked amazing. it was stick straight and shiny with red in it, and studs. and it had some clipper work leading from it onto his head. not sure of the design, but it was piecy like leopard print or just a geometrical design. he also had a rat tail from the mohawk with silver accents. it looked amazing. he was putting his shirt back on and he looked at me matter of fact and solemn and just said "i don't think this really has to do with you being drunk" he was implying that we had nothing in common. he said "do you want to just call it quits and leave it at that?" basically like, we gave it the old college try but it just ain't working. my heart immediately sank and i wanted to beg and cry. i woke up crying

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