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I have this reacquiring dream there's an old house that's painted blood red behind it is a hill with blood red dirt I live in the house with my brother and some other people the other people change but it's always me and my brother. we're always telling the other people to stay off the hill we call it death hill but they don't listen they clime to the top and then they die I don't know how something kills them it has to do with the hill like a ghost or demon or something. usually when I have this dream I have the same room in the house closer to the bottom of the hill but last night it was different I had the other room closer to the top of the hill I don't know why it changed

So, I'm in my mom's Sunday School room with my brother and sister like we usually are after Church because my mom and dad both sociallize and work there. So we're all standing there and talking, when suddenly, a swarm of flies bursts through the door and surrounds me. I scream for help and reach towards my brother and sister, but they just stand there and laugh demonically at me. And then, I am eaten by this swarm of flies, and the world gets darker and darker until I am a pile of ash.

When ever my boyfriend and I get into a fight, I have a dream about us getting married or him proposing. The dreams are pleasant, although the dream weddings aren't really how I'd go about my own real wedding. Basically the dreams will start out with me looking at my ring, or just having a knowledge that I'm getting married. I go through the basic readying process, take a shower, do my hair and makeup, then put on a dress and usually I have to walk or drive through a field to get to the ceremony. Then it jumps and I just know that I'm married and instead of things progressing to the honeymoon, we get distracted with family or something and then I wake up. It only happens when we fight!

I once had a very good friend. I kind of liked him but we were not in a relationship. Then due to some misunderstandings we went our ways (about 3 years back). The parting was not really on a good note. He said a few things that hurt me and just shut me out.We did speak once after that about 2 years ago.Now that I am happily, why do I still dream about him. In my dreams even though I see him, we do not talk. I just look at him and then suddenly he goes missing and I feel sad.I usually wake up after that.What does this mean?

My best friend who I'm in love with and I were walking around what appeared to be a trailer park. We were laughing and talking as usual. Then he did something to upset me, thats when i stormed off. I passed my by grandma and waved at her but she didnt recognize me. I continued walking away from Stedman and he was behind me telling me to come back. He was wearing a blue shirt and jeans. He had a weird lookinh stick in his hand. Eventually i turned around and went back to him. I hugged him and we made up. As we were making up two little boys came up and took off his second layer of clothes. It was a red shirt and black shorts. Stedman was left wearing all white. He fussed and then we fell inot a deep ditch that was filled with dirty water. I tried to help him get out and he was almost out but then he stopped and got back in the ditch and said he wasnt going to leave me in there. We started playing and being silly. In between the playing we kissed.

I'm an apartment, DF's apartment, my recent stepfather. This is nothing like his actual house however, though I wasn't thinking like that at the time. The colors of the house are pale, boring, light grey, white, and a shade of tan that barely makes it any brighter. Directly to my left is a large, hardwood table, seen through a pale lens of colorlessness. Farther forward of that it a kitchen, with marble tops and light grey counters, still no contrast or brightness. To my right, and slightly forward is a living room. The wraparound couch is pale tan, badly accentuated with white and light grey pillows. I take a few steps into the living room, and soft plush meets my toes. Looking down, there is light grey fluffy carpet in between my feet. A foggy glass sliding door at the end of the living room. I sense rather than feel the other people in the house. DF, my stepdad, MOM, my mother (Who else?), and my stepbrother, CC. The rest of my immediate family is nowhere to be found, but my thoughts barely brush upon this subject without any feeling of alarm or surprise. Scene change. I'm outside. The sky is a bright blue and the grass is so light it almost looks like frosting. The fence is a wooden color, pale by any normal standards, but neon in comparison to the inside of this house. Our house/apartment rests on the side of a hill, and I see thousands more of the houses spread around us. The hill is alarming steep. A fence surrounds our house except for a small break in the back right corner. Accompanied by neighborhood kids and my brother, CC, I run towards the exit, looking for something adventurous. The rest is a joyful and exciting blur of running around the hillside, and finding an odd stairway that circles downwards. The end of the 'hill' is actually a small hang over, and the staircase is a circular structure leading to a raised concrete wall with a little over a foot of space under it. I remember running down these stairs, feet hitting it and making a loud ringing sound due to the metal structure, even with the actual steps being made of concrete. I remember worming under the wall with someone, hiding and trying to muffle my laughter and quick breathing. Later, I return home, the night sky looking purple, with amazing white lights of a variety of sizes glinting down on use like a cartoon sky. Scene change. I'm farther into the living room now, and it's later in the day, according to the sunlight streaming through the glass door. No one is here with me anymore, except KC sitting on the pale couch. She's doing something. It feels like she's watching a movie or playing a game, but I can't see what she's watching or playing. Odd. I ask her where my phone is, and she turns her head to me quickly before turning it back, light hair flying wildly, emphasizing her youth. She directs me to the kitchen, but doesn't know for sure. I walk into the kitchen, The floor is a pale marbled tile, pale cabinets with stone tops. Every piece of kitchenware is hidden from sight, very unusual for our house. You would see a cast iron tool at the very least sitting on the stove, but none of the usual tools are sitting on the counters. I look around me, not seeing it on the gleaming counter tops. Somehow I determine that the last place I had it was outside. I head out with a cell phone, calling my own phone. I kneel down to use gravity to my advantage, sliding down the steep hill speedily, heading towards the stairway. I run down the stairs in a similar manner that I did the night before, but stop halfway, looking down at the dirty patch of grass on the other side of the wall. I don't see a ringing phone, and am about to leave, but I do see something. A black flip phone with an orange back sits there open. I get halfway through a thought, "MY PHONE IS PURPLE, THAT'S NOT---" but the dream takes over, and I can feel half of myself getting excited and running for the phone. I crawl under the wall, my small chest rubbing on the concrete floor and my back rubbing on the thick wall above me. Anxiously, i hurry over to the other side and pick up the phone, still on my stomach. It's not ringing, and the thought finally gets through to me that that was never my phone to begin with. Suddenly, I'm aware of something vibrating in my hand. I look down to the hand that was holding the phone I was calling myself with. Amazingly, I was holding my familiar purple phone.

I had the most interesting dream last night we went to a place and had to sneak around a bit to find the place we went on a boat which we had to climb to the top of the sails of and we were going real fast then it turned off the water onto a path it turned the corner sharply and then we were back in the base of the boat going along the footpath. We saw a few cars and a truck pass us but they were on the road which there was a row of trees between us and them. Then we came to a stop at the corner of a cross roads. We walked to the middle of these cross roads and got into a 4x4. Drive for a little bit then pulled over, and on the corner was a spot where water was coming out of a rock formation. It was pretty, but unusual for a part of a small township. Anyway, we pulled back a small part of the rock to reveal a gate. You looked over the gate and there was a huge waterfall, right in the middle, which landed in a small pond in the middle of a well designed secret place to stay. On the left of the room was a bath and shower, on the right was a double bed and a few singles. And there was another room straight through that you saw dining chairs in. Me being skeptical was sitting outside not looking in but when you convinced me to I did and was amazed. However after a little while I left the place, because I realised I would be late for work if I didn't find my way back. So I went out the now slightly broken gate, and realised I was lost. But because I had closed the gate, when I re opened it you were turned into a teddy bear and I had to buy you because the waterfall and everything else had disappeared. I was sad so I paid the money and took you and I woke up

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