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I had the most bizzarre dream. I dreamt I was hanging on the edge of a basket ( you know the ones they have under the big hot air balloons) and just as I'm about to climb in I slip and I'm dangling by a rope hanging 100's of metres in the air. But I'm not scared or anything, more pissed off that I can't get into the basket and I'm saying to myself told you , you needed to stay fit. I can hear a voice coming from the basket telling me to hurry up and there are voices from the ground telling me to let go and fall.. Basket was usual brown type wicker colour. Balloon was red and blue in stripes. I have no recollection if I was actually looking at anything. I can't recall any skyline or buildings, just the feeling of dangling from the rope, I can recall athe rope and its thickness, and looking up at the basket, I can remember hearing the noise the burners make and it was daylight, no sunset or dawn so I'm assuming middle of the day. Had no thoughts of looking down, and no fear, just irritated that I couldn't swing my legs up and getting really shitty at everyone who was yelling to let go and the whoever was telling me to hurry up was starting to piss me too.

I walked dowwntown at night by myself past a store a few times. The store was set below street level and you had to walk down a staircase to get to it. A few other young peoplevwent in there but I never did. Eventually I walked back to a car, and a middle-aged Native man that O didn't know was standing under a the light of a street lamp near the car. He had long dark hair that was tied back in a pony tail, and was wearing light wash dirty jeans and an old grey, dark green, and red sweatshirt. He tried to talk to me but I jumped in the car and locked the doors. I hid on the floor curled up so he couldn't see me. Facts about kidnapping went through my mind. I tried to call my dad but then I tried calling 911. No one answered the phone. I cpuldn't drive away because I didn't have the keys or a driver's license that allows me to drive alone. At some point the Native man got in the car but I don't know how. I didn't let him in and he didn't open the door. He started driving the car away and I asked him to let me go, but he wouldn't. He was now wearing a blue button down shirt and his hair was down. He staryed talking to me, and told me he was taking me somewhere nut wouldn't say where. I thought about more kidnapping statistics and that I probably would never see my parents again. I tried to figure out how to escape but I couldn't think of any solutions.

My ex boyfriend of 7 months asked me to marry him and I said yes. Then my body jumped into a classroom setting with the girl he kind of sort of likes now who is ALSO one of my suitmates in college. After we broke up he started to somewhat like her and now I don't even know what's going on with them! But in this classroom, she was on the phone and said, "I'm seeing Zac this weekend. Yeah, we're going to try this relationship thing but move really, really slow." And I ran out of the room and my suitmate and my friend Jenifer came running after me and I told them I wanted to leave. Then as we got back to our dorm rooms, I called Zac and asked him and he said I had to understand where he was coming from and not get mad. He then proceeded to tell me that him and Sydney had oral sex. I started freaking out and crying hysterically and I ran into her room and started screaming at her saying, "he was the man i wanted to marry, how could you do this to me?" and she kept repeating, "I don't know what you're talking about." Then after more screaming, I woke up. The strange thing is? Everything felt so real. When I woke up I was even THANKFUL that was just a dream. In my dream, I could feel every angry feeling, my muscles tightening up, the hysterical crying, the crushed heart. I could even feel myself losing my voice the more I yelled. I'm really into figuring out my dreams and what they mean, but this is the worst nightmare I've ever had in my life and I could really use some help...

A bully I knew from school was holding my fiancee captive. I was scared to retrieve her from his house even though I knew where she was. I called her on the phone and was actually mad at her for not just leaving. I also found out he was forcing her to sleep in his bed, although I didn't verify if anything more than just sleeping occurred. Finally after a few hours in dream time, I found the courage to rescue her. When I got to the house just two doors down, I told him sternly I'm taking her home. He just shrugged and said ok. I didn't attack him, I didn't even give him a dirty look. Her and I left the house together. I feel guilty for not protecting her better, for not rescuing her sooner, for not leveling that house and that man when I arrived to get her. I feel I failed her.

I was in a third world country. I was with a woman that I didnt know but I loved her very much, we lived together. She wanted to cross the border and I was going with her. We went and got some LSD they let me have some but it wasnt the amount I wanted. I asked them for more and they thought I was a cop or something then they began to fight us. We made it across the border. She wouldnt let me hold her or talk to her she said they would know we dont belong here. I woke up and missed her so much. I started thinking about my wife.

I dreamed i had a pair of dress brown pants to wear to work on monday. i was forced to marry a man i didn't know he was a powerful god; red skin big golden eyes usually wore brown pants and had horns on his forehead (tiny ones) i was a goddess; dark skin long black hair green eyes and wore a green flowy dress i have no clue what we oversaw in our positions but we hardly liked each other he already had a human woman he loved; pale skin fragil body black hair brown eyes i didn't have anyone i loved but i did have a slave that had feelings for me the woman that he loved didn't show any outer distain for me as she was the type to wander closer to weeping instead of fighting tooth and nail as stated before the god didn't like me that much i didn't like him either he was usually seen coddling his lover or being distant when i half-heartedly tried to connect with him somehow we were both placed in a marvelous bedroom by ourselves we had a confrontation on not wanting to partake in being apart of either's family but as the fight went on we grew more into eachother until a kiss happened after that the girl he loved was on her way to go back to her home and the slave busied himself with a new obsession the god and i we happy after that and then i woke up

Having drinks with friends and then bicycling to a party where we didnt go in. Suddenly I'm in a wedding reception with my family, an old flame i'm still hung up on - and his friends. I also have a speach and sing some songs even though I don't know the bride and groom. The afterparty is at a storage building with a lot of rooms, and i loose my brand new converse - shoes. I then take the ferry and see a car with my old flame and his friends. I get in the backseat and the old flame is spooning me and licking my face. I can also feel that he wants me to go home with him, and when he licks and kiss my face, I feel like I should stop this, because I dont want to anymore. But I feel like I can't speak. Even though I wanted this and has been obsessing to be with him all night - it suddenly feels wrong.

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