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I was still half asleep lying in bed and i heard someone getting up. I looked at the clock and it was only 4:30am. So I got out of bed and looked to see who it was and it was my father, he was walking down the stairs. He opened the front door and left. I followed him and as I was standing at the door he was walking down the path. As he was walking down the path he was slowely disappearing into thin air. I rubbed my eyes and looked again and he was gone. I shouted for my mother but i got no answer. I was confused.

I saw that I graduated. The dream was all in sepia. I saw Abhishek, a classmate of mine when I was in 5th standard, in Varanasi. Now I'm in 9th, and it is weird to dream of him as I don't even think about him. Abhishek graduated too with me. I saw a ladder, I wanted to climb it, but I did not as I was amazed to see Abhishek and started talking with him. We did not talk much, however. I went on a machine, and I was informed that the machine was built by a man who graduated the first time in the world. His graduation was so great. My father told me that graduation is nothing but a kind of interview. All the difference between and interview is that in graduation, we have to make a presentation. M father said that examiner asks some question, and we have to answer it, and then make a presentation on the basis of the questions that were asked. Then I asked my father that why the man who graduated the first time is famous? He said that it was because his presentation was different, he was asked some different kinds of questions that are normally not being asked. But I said to my father, that this is not a good reason, why did examiners asked different questions to him only, not to any one else? There is nothing he did. Then I demanded again why the man who graduated first was famous? My father replied that it was because he committed suicide later. I was still confused, I couldn't understand why the man who graduated the first time was famous. Before I could get information a little more, I woke up.

I had a dream I was hiding in Ryan's( my ex who I have been speaking to recently "friendly and peacefully"; although he knows I want more) house in some kind of shack. It was dark room with a floor made of dirt. It felt kind of like a barn. In it from the ceiling was this big brown jar looking thinking. I couldn't make out what it was. When I peeked from the door an saw his feet dangling off the couch I saw an opportunity to surprise him so I jumped out and before I even jumped on him he looked startled but I ended up jumping on the couch next to him instead. I changed my mind mid flight. I got the sense that he know I was hiding in that weird shack with the honey. surprisingly he wasn't mad (he would have been furious in real life). He said something about hiding in the shack with the honey bees. I didn't see any honey bees but thats when I knew that jar was honey. In another room there was his fathers/mother salon. (His father and mother split up when he was 5 and neither of them own a salon) But before that he said he had to go the bathroom and get ready to change for something. He left the door open and got undressed to show me these blue kiddy underwear he was wearing (as a joke) I saw that as my opportunity to grab his dick. As I was holding on to him about to get all sexual (he seemed unaware that I wanted him sexually) I turned to see a woman sitting in the bathroom/salon. She didn't seemed startled by my inappropriate behavior in front of her but I was so I let go. She was waiting for someone to cut her hair wet already washed hair. So I wen to cut her hair. I cut it really short she really disliked it. But when I finished it was longer again as she tried to fix it in the mirror. It was nicer. His father came down as if he was the one who was about to do this woman's hair to realize I already did it. Thats all I remember.

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