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I saw I was holding a salmon out of water,& it was trying hard for life , I wanted to save it & approached my collage office staff was help , tow which they didn't want to then my best friend came along to convince me to allow it to die. I wanted the fish to live so I request him to help me convince them, the clearical staff on listening to him gave me some solution which would allow the fish to live for a while,, phew I saved the fish with their help. Later my best friend asked my how would I save the yellow tiny turtle which we believed was a rare species.

Ex- boyfriend of my mother had been smoking pot, was very drunk and we barricaded the house from him. I tried to lock all the doors. I was with my mother, my sister and my family friends. Mum and Mojgan were using plastic bows and arrows. He got in. A big swimming pool was revealed and he was in there. I jumped in to swim away and he got my legs and started drowning me. My friend saved me. I tried to reason with him and he asked me why I like the other better, because he’s a better swimmer? I sneakily swam away I tried to distract him and call the police.

I dreamt that I was at a school. I teach for a living, so assume I was working there. Staff and the students were on the play ground. It seems we were waiting for dismissal. We heard a rumbling sound, like thunder, coming from the right of us. Bright lights were coming from that direction too. The next thing I knew, a group of Native Americans on horse back (white horses) came toward us in formation. It was almost like a stampede but no one got hurt. All the horses and Native Americans followed the same path, circularing the school, hooping and hollaring. Then, they were gone over the same direction from which they came. Students, staff and I quickly found shelter and began to find ways to get out of there. Many students left on busses. I finally found my car but admist of the parking lot were people attempting to break in and steal the cars. One of them had my hood open. I got in, locked the doors, started the car and took off. I got half way down Morrow Mtn when I decided to stop to lower the hood. the next thing I knew, spears were being thrown. I began to run.

The first part of my re occurring dream changes however there are elements that are exactly the same, the dream i had about 45 minutes ago..... The first part is a little hazy, i think i was on holiday in Spain and recognized a few familiar faces however the dream was set in a place ive been on holiday to many times so did not strike me as odd. The next thing i know im working ( plumbing ) in spain working for a Lady who was forcing me to work for next to nothing and would not let me escape, i even remember having to sign a contract which i refused and her ( its? ) guards pinned me down and were a little abusive ( not sexually ) im talking a knee in the back kinda deal. I recall seeing several friends all trying to escape ... nothing really odd about that, one said he had to do jail time in spain ( this is all happening on the work site ) and another tried to escape, gave it legs and that was the last i saw of him.. none of this i can recall having dreamt about before. However there was a room on the building site ( in spain still ) of which i could look out a window. I could see a Massive and highly scenic mountain ( i have seen this before in my dreams exactly to every last detail the only reason i remember it is because it was so beautiful) every time i tried to take a picture of it my camera would mess up... i can only describe it again as a huge mountain with intricate buildings ( old world )in the middel with grassy knowls, and near the top there as a point that when the sun hit it looked majestic. I have dreamt of this place MANY times before, yet never walked up the mountain. Around the area there was also some very mind blowing scenery wich i could not get enough of, once again i was trying to take pictures of it for some reason very grassy hills set on a mountain side going on for miles, i have also dreamt of this every time i dream of the spire ) The next thing i know in my dream thunder and lightning breaks out with heavy rain and its night time.... Its odd because every time i dream of the majestic scenery it is the same to the exact detail. ( i have never been any where like this in my life ) I also recall my mum working for the Mean women as well, i was worried but in the dream, no harm cam to her and she seemed to be doing alright. None of this scared me/worried me. Im just so confused as to why i keep seeing this AWESOME scenery and this majestic mountain with the village in the middle and the sun kissed top. ( the village looked some what oriental )

I've never had a nightmare in my life. Not truly. I have complex dreams with detailed and intricate plots, often including demons and foes who would do harm. If not for me. I am socially interactive and whatnot, but dream me is emotionless. I am, in dream, the most effective version of myself. Strong enough to kill off the hordes of zombies. I hunt the wolves that seek me. I defeat the fastest warriors. Battles of words. Fights beyond fist. Every scenario I could not do. I use others, never directly hurt them, to obtain my objective, I myself would not do this. I am "better" in my dreams and I destroy my nightmares. But, is it possible he is the true nightmare? A shell of myself, void of emotions. Using solely the most effective methods. Doing what I could never do. What happens if I were to fight him. His will would make me believe I would win. Then again, it's his will. I am him, he is me. What is he? Who am I? Could it be I aspire to him and he aspires to me? Btw, I'm not crazy. No really. I'm dramatic but what are these dream. Who do I become?

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