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I had a really long dream about escaping from a lot of people who actually wants to kill or hurt me and my companions. In the dream, wherever I go, it seems like everyone has this bad motive and is the companion of the bad people. I've witness a lot of death in my dream, but I seem to escape somehow and then wherever I go, there are just bad things that happen. I escape through several transportation like boat, train, and car. In the dream, I also was trapped in the train, expecting that I can escape through it, but it turns out that it is a trap. Then there are a lot of bad people who are just randomly killing everyone on the train, and I actually felt like I was shot too but I'm still alive and managed to escape with some people. Also, there is a part of the dream, that I managed to escape through a car, but I was suspecting it is trap again like the driver could possibly be one of the bad guys too.

A meeting with one of my favourite actors, I decide to dress up as characters from his show and act like them, but then I accidently activate a nuclear bomb and we swim through the tsunami into a jungle where we start to build treehouses and swing from branches, kinda like Tarzan. Then, I'm invited to an American hotel, I meet some of my friends there, but then it's attacked by gunmen at first we run but then I decide I'm not going to waste time, I'm going to fight them so we go to find guns from a local military base. Finally, I'm moving home and I'm with these people that I've never met. I chill with them and go round to meet my other flatmate who lives in an imposing house next door to us, it's like a gothic mansion. Both houses are in a secluded area. A man comes to the door but then I hear something really strange and as I don't like haunted houses, I leave my friend there. Later on, after explaining I think it's haunted, my friend comes to our door saying that there's a recording of the owner being a murderer explaining things about trying to find a new killer, a successor, the house has weird lights and rooms are lit up in different colours from yellow to red and we can hear cackles and screams from the recording of the murderer's actions. I decide lets call the police but my phone's running out of battery and I'm worried about staying there and ringing on the house phone. Then, a guy comes along with his daughter and we deduce they are possibly the possessed spirit of the murderer and his possessed daughter, both of whom are dead. I leave the house, and two others join me as it's dark as we need to call the police and it's dark and we're afraid of the dark in horror situations. Then my dream ended.

Dreamed I had a book, possibly my father’s. ‘twas a novel called “2 states”. I showed it to roommates (?) commenting at the odds of it having the same name as chetan bhagat’s. It appeared to be a lot better than the new one though. I read about “Hula Flowers” in it. The hula flowers are said to have nine lives, hence a person who was once a hula flower(in some other life) is said to be capable of making yyou fall in love with them nine times over even if they break your heart each time. A part of me/ other people wanted to be like that.

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This guy kidnapped me and he was keeping me in a hallway and in the hallway were three elevators but you couldnt get in them because they had toxins in them. But there were four windows and looking out the window was a lake. The guy walked in the hallway where i was and he sat crisscross then pulled me into his lap. I looked up and i saw his lips, they were really pink and he had a lip ring and then i noticed his face and it was Johnnie. Then he kissed me and said "this is my goodbye kiss to you." So i started panicking because I was freaked out. Then he stands up and brings me by the window and pushes me out into the lake. While i was in the lake my skin started to burn because there was acid in the lake, so i swam as fast s i could across the lake and i finally made it to a dirt road. But on the dirt road were patches of briar bushes and wasps, which im allergic to. So i take off running as fast as possibly but then i trip into a wasp nest and i got stung at least twelve times before i could get up again. So after i got up i noticed that there was a mainroad about ten feet ahead of me. I got to the main road and i flagged a car down, i wasnt paying attention when i got in but i saw Johnnie in the drivers seat and he said "Dont worry this is just the beginging ."

For several nights now, I've had a reoccuring dream, where my family's house is being attacked... It's nighttime, and the best way I can describe my assailants are similar to zombies, but they are moreso like angry, irrational beings, bent on destroying anything and everything they come in contact with.. But that's not the part I'd like to focus on. It seems it takes place during nighttime, and while my other family members are there with me, scared, I seem to be the only one holding the doors closed. Eventually, after several attempted breakins, someone does manage to push me back and break through, but to my surprise, it's what looks like an undead, creepy, young girl... Possibly 10-14 in age, based on appearance. Her voice appears normal, but I could feel anything but normal eminating from her. After some hazy dialogue, she threatens to kill everyone in the house. But gives me an option. She says she'll put me into a coma, and I reply with, "If that'll end all of this." As I begin to fall to the floor, it feels nothing like what I would imagine a falling into a coma would feel like. I have shortness of breath as it begins to feel like my lungs are filling up with liquid as my vision slowly begins to fade out into red and I atart slowly coming out of my dreamscape... There might not be anything to say about this, but any help would be greatly appreciated...

I was talking to a girl at church. She was standing at the counter in front of me expressing to me that she was upset with me. I remember explaining to her that I wasn't ignoring her it's just that when I am working I am serious. I was working at my church in the portico making coffee, I was telling her that I believe that is a time to work and a time to play. Next thing I know she is gone. I didn't even notice that she had walked away while I was still talking. I was quite possibly ranting.

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