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I dreamed about being in the family home which was always a unhappy place with a strange man. In the home was my dead mother who died 8 years ago and my stepfather who is alive but was physically violent towards my dead mother, in the dream i had a argument with my dead mother about debt collectors while making tea in takeaway cups and before the argument finished my stepfather walked in and for no reason took one of the boiling hot cups of tea and threw it in my mothers face. This was something he used to do on a regular basis when my mother was alive.

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I dreamed about being in the family home with a guy i don't know , in the home was my mother who died 8 years ago and my stepfather who was physically violent towards my mother, in the dream i had a argument with my dead mother about debt collectors while making tea in takeaway cups and before the argument finished my stepfather walked in and for no reason took one of the boiling hot cups of tea and threw it in my mothers face. This was something he used to do on a regular basis when my mother was alive.

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I had a very vivid dream where I had awoken two great ancient forces: a dragon and a tiger. The two beasts, monolithic in size, were arch nemeses pitched against each other for all eternity. I was paired with the dragon, and my friend was paired with the tiger. The fight broke loose in the ancient chamber of the desert.. All of us, the beasts, my friend and I could fly. The Earth quaked in the battled and the sands flowed like unstoppable tides. The chamber of the desert was destroyed and the fight shifted towards a modern oriental city after following the power lines. A vivid scene took place before we entered the city: a blazing sun setting in the background, the night was to come. It was apparent that both beasts were evenly matched and the battle would continue to rampage. However, the tiger was at advantage in the urban setting and the dragon was at advantage in the woods (the parks of the city). The fight shifted between the two. My former friend and I either fought along side our beasts or apart, the struggle dire. Suddenly and unprovoked, I awoke, and when I drifted back into sleep again, I asked a man about the dragon and the tiger. He scoffed saying "they were never here" pointing out a children's paper toy of the two.

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I dreamed about being in the family home with a guy i don't know , in the home was my mother who died 8 years ago and my stepfather who was physically violent towards my mother, in the dream i had a big argument with my dead mother about debt collectors while making tea in takeaway cups and before the argument finished my stepfather walked in and for no reason took one of the boiling hot cups of tea and threw it in my mothers face. This was something he used to do on a regular basis when my mother was alive.

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I show up at my job. Both my wrists are cut and bleeding. I make my way to the manager’s office and there I see Joe and Dianne. As I reveal my bleeding wrists I tell them, "Thank you for making it so clear to me that this is what life is like and will always be like. Thank you for making it so clear that I can't keep living my life like this." As my sobs and tears increase both Joe and Dianne just stood there and did nothing. Then in burst the meat manager Sammy and Tony who also works in Meat. Both of them confronted Joe and Dianne. Sammy punched Joe twice on the face yelling at him and asking him why the hell he hasn’t called the ambulance or even tried to help me his ‘adopted daughter,’ and Tony was yelling and cursing at Dianne asking her the same thing apart from the adopted daughter part. While they were doing this before I could collapse from the loss of blood; the produce manager and closest friend that I have at Safeway came in a lifted me into his arms. As I looked up at him my eyes growing heavy, I knew that anyone who looked into my eyes could see that they were dead, that I had already giving up on life. As I looked up towards his face I was shocked for there I saw tears in his eyes that were threatening to fall. His face filled with concern, worry, heartbreak, and anger. He carried me to his car and drove me to the Hospital. Before arriving at the hospital I said to Chris in a weak whisper, "Please forgive me Chris. I know that I told you that I would try but I just can’t take this anymore. I know that you must hate me and are upset that this is what I have chosen but please know and understand that I am finally at peace and finally free." As we pull up to the hospital he turns his head in my direction and says in a soothing and worried voice, "Don’t you dare talk that way Danielle. Don't you dare give up. Don’t you know how many people will be crushed to have lost you? I know that I will be grieving beyond belief. You matter Danielle and are love by so many people. Don’t throw that away because Safeway is treating you like shit, but that doesn’t mean that you need to allow yourself to give up on your life and all that you will be missing out on. Please don’t," He then comes over to the passenger side door lifts me into his arms and says with such sincerity that I have never heard him use, “Don’t give up on life. You will be greatly missed by so many, and you will undoubtedly will be greatly missed by me.” He then kisses me gently on the forehead and then runs in as fast as he can while carrying me. As we enter he calls for help and we are surrounded but before I pass out and hope I am finally dead and at peace, I see his haunting tear streaked face drilled and captured in my mind and the last thing I see. The crushed, worried, concerned, grieving, angry, and a hint of love, all emotions written on Chris’s face as my eyes close and I feel death coming most of me wanting it to come now, but the image of Chris making a small part of me hoping for life to give me a second chance. That is when I wake up from this dream/ nightmare.

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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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