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I dreamt of visiting my aunt old house, the one i used to stay with her in when i was a child. i was sure i had the right one, but when answered door by new owner she said that she knew nothing of my aunt, but i could come inside to talk. Inside was my Nanna, (who has been dead now for 4 years, whom i loved very much), she told me that she could take me to my aunts house which was 2 doors up. She held my hand and we walked up the road to the house, talking about my aunt teaching me how to bake cakes when i was even too small to see above kitchen worktop! Then dream changes, i'm with my best friend on the day my nanna dies, going to my nannas front door of her house. Finding her door unusually open, no one there. Back door open too with signs of forced entry. Realising that my Nannas house has been burgled-on the day she has just died of all days. I break down crying whilst calling 999 garbled, i know- but it has affected me greatly as my nanna brought me up as a child thanks for your help

At a job, walking down a street. There is a house that I am passing that I know needs a new government permit. as I walk past it, I see the inspector driving up, parking his car, and walk towards the house. he knocks on the door but no one answers. as I walk by, I notice the homeowner in the back garage with a small tractor working pushing dirt to level it. Its not suppose to be a good permit. they are trying to get him for something.then I get next door, its a small business. receptionists is not at desk, I walk in to get my paperwork amended. this paperwork is an amended form for a recently put in form. I walk in, some workers at desks. I go into one corner that's very cramped. Ia worker comes over and signs my form. I get the pink copy and he gives it to me. I leave, notice two mothers with children in hallway leading to outdoor. they have toddlers who are playing and making some noise. through another door. I leave, notice that the front reception area is cluttered but not used and there are 2 empty decks. I notice cluttered paperwork hung on the wall and a calender. I walk out walk back down the street past stores back to my place of work. I am older, remind me of my grandfather. I see that I now have a car that the body of the car was customized. it is dark blue

I'm at a big club-type party with my best friend K. The party is an event that's going through town, not one of the local clubs. It's in a western-style building with an L-shaped staircase. Most of the party is on the main level, I don't go upstairs. A dark-haired man catches my eye through a crowd. Later, that same man has me pinned to the floor and is attacking me violently. I'm terrified and confused, as I don't understand the reason for the attack but I know it's me specifically he's after. Later, I'm walking up a large, broad, off-white marble staircase with K, leading to a patio-type area on the front of a building. It reminds me of something I've seen in movies, there's definitely nothing like it in the city where I live. On the patio area there are tables, also off-white marble. We are going to an art class, and I am looking forward to it. There is modeling clay on the tables, but we have cameras and are going off to take photos. I have my ex- boyfriend 's camera (that I used to borrow when he got a better one and was teaching me photography). He is there and sees me with the camera, but we don't interact. Later, I go back to where the party was with K to look for clues, possibly as to a reason for the attack. I'm feeling traumatised. I'm terrified and upset and wondering if I will ever feel normal again after being attacked. I recall wondering if it's anything like what my friend felt after being sexually assaulted. At some point as we look around the club, I am descending the L-shaped staircase after finding nothing upstairs. We go into a small room to look around. The room is well-lit with natural light and is all painted off-white. There is a table in the middle. The room is familiar somehow. As we're looking through the room, the teacher from our art class walks by. We don't think anything of it until we go to leave the room and find that the door is locked from the outside. It's an old door, painted off-white like the rest of the room. The top half of the door contains a large, undivided window. A boy about our age who has been in the room the whole time but only comes to my attention now breaks the window and suggests we climb out through it. Only the lower half of the window breaks. K looks at him like he's stupid, reaches through the broken window and unlocks the door. I woke up shaking violently and afraid to go back to sleep. All through the dream I was terrified and felt like I was in danger. Extreme paranoia throughout.

Dreamed that my husband and myself sitting in front of our realters secretary's desk getting ready to sign papers for a house, when she tells my husband i like your tattoo, when the sun hits it i can see the image of a devil shine off it. And i get scared and anrgy and walk to the door we came in and stop but I do not go out but turn around and sit back down and asked my husband about this small bump on his shoulder . Asking him why didn't you tell me it was a tattoo?

Dreamed that my husband and myself sitting in front of our realters secretary's desk getting ready to sign papers for a house, when she tells my husband i like your tattoo, when the sun hits it i can see the image of a devil shine off it. And i get scared and anrgy and walk to the door we came in and stop but I do not go out but turn around and sit back down and asked my husband about this small bump his on shoulder . Asking him why didn't you tell me it was a tattoo?

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