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In my dream our neighbors were 2 women who had a tiny bookstore at their house and they used to have sales every now and then, but only late at night (11pm). My mother wanted to buy something from them so I tagged along. While my mother was paying for the thing (unclear about what it was) she bought, one of the women came up to me as I was browsing through the books. She handed me a book and said she thinks i should read that one. It cost 50 bucks and I only had 10, my mother didn't have any more money so she said I should go home and ask my stepdad for money and then come back. The woman who gave me the book smiled and said that she'll keep the book out for me but that I'd have to return to the store before midnight. My mother and I both left the shop and went home. I asked my stepdad for the money, he gave it to me and I quickly returned to the shop with the money to still find the 2 women waiting there for me. I payed for the book and when she handed it to me she told me I can tell no one about 'Wicca'(I think that's the word) or anything about them.(The dream then changes) Suddenly we were in a different location and I was grouped up with other young people in a group and we had to go through obstacles being cast by these women/witches. I also kept clinging to a guy whose name was Tyler. I saved him from falling to his death 2 times before I woke up very confused. THE BACKGROUND:What bothers me in this dream is the fact that the house (my house) was exactly the same in the dream as it is in real life. I also really only have 10 bucks cash on me, like in the dream. I'm left very confused by this dream as I also felt a sort of sexual attraction to the 'woman/witch' who sold me the book. (I am 18 years old and a female, also i consider myself bisexual) I cannot remember the complete title of the book however the title had 'Witches' in it. Earlier this year I watched the Charmed series (Well, started to) and my fascination with witches was awakened. Although i've never gone to the trouble of researching and things like that as I grew up in a very religious household and I don't want to invite uninvited things into my house. This dream has left me very confused and I hardly wake up remembering dreams and have them bother me. Any help or clearance would be really nice thanks.

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I was Barack Obama's closest friend. There was a romantic chemistry between us, we had kissed once, but decided not to act on our attraction, since he was married and running for re-election for President of the United States. We were in the den at the White House on the night of the election. While he was waiting for the polls, we were opening gifts that he had received from his followers. He received a barbeque grill. Then he opened this really big gift, which contained a huge, life size can of barbeque ribs and a life-size bottle of barbeque sauce. We were hysterical laughing and he asked me to take a picture of him with the ribs and sauce. I made a joke and said, "you can cook your ribs on the grill you got." His family, a few sons and a couple daughters and his wife, were all out campaigning for him. His daughter came home to get something and screamed at him for having me there. I told her, she should calm down, because we were only friends. She accused me of lying and being pregnant with his child. I assured her that I was not pregnant. She said that I was breaking the family and house rules, to not get pregnant while living at home. He had followed her out the front door, to try to calm down his daughter. I was worried about her telling someone and ruining the election and his chance to be the President of the United States again. Barack did have the choice to leave his family and the presidency and spend his life with me, but neither of us wanted him to give up his dreams. In the meantime, I went to the bathroom to get ready for the party. My best friend, Lisa, came to get me, because I was in a panic state over my outfit. She took me to the main bathroom, where there were alot of women getting ready for the party. It seems that we were all staying at the White House for the weekend, kind of like a retreat. I said to Lisa, that I looked like an army guy fighing in war. I was wearing a black t-shirt, black pants, and black shoes, with a camoflouge green button down shirt over my black t-shirt, which was not buttoned. As we were walking to the party, we stopped to view these boards, almost like the boards, they have up in train stations with the train information. These were the poll tallies at the time. It was undecided stilll who was going to win. The announcer had stated that voting ended at midnight, and I gasped because I had forgotten to vote for Barack. While we were standing there, a lady from work (at the IRS), told me she waiting for my step-son to get there, and he was driving a cadillac and he was 16 years old. Then Lisa and I, met up with my son, Jonathon and my nephew, Justin. We were all sliding down this long hallway, that went on a down slope, to get in line to buy fast food. My nephew wanted nachos with chili and cheese. We were at the party and I watched with love from afar, as Barack celebrated with his family. I could feel the longing in my heart to be with him.

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I am in a concentration camp and we run out of materials so we can't work. It is my job to tell HItler the next day. I don't know what his reaction will be. I sneak out one night on a bike to find more materials in a dark and messy garage. There are no more materials so I return to camp to tell the other prisoners. I hide my bike in the grass and Death comes out of the darkness. He talks to me, he is cheerful and nice. Next, I see myself in a big rom about to report to Hitler, and a large group of prisoners that have just been released from torture pass by me on the left. Then I wake up.

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I was on my ship that I served on in the Navy in the 1980's walking by a compartment and in the compartment I saw 4 NY Yankees from the 1970's - 3 pitchers (Ron Gidury, Goose Gossage, and Catfish Hunter) as well as another player not a pitcher but I can't recall who it was. They all had boxes of baseball memorabilia from the 70's with them. I realized that I had in essence stepped back in time that we were in present day 2012 but they were in essence in the 1970's and could not "reach" me. I also realized that their memorabilia was valuable. For whatever reason I was a real jerk to them - and I knew that there was nothing they could do about it. For example, I told Goose Gossage that he was going to have a hard time getting into the hall of fame, told Gidury that he would become a Yankees pitching coach and nothing more, and told Catfish hunter that he would die a young man of Lou Gehrig's disease. I also told them how successful Reggie Jackson had become. I was also rummaging through their memorabilia and was going to steal some of it. Through all of this they just stood there behind their memorabilia and it seemed as though they could do or say nothing. They were almost like cardboard figures. For whatever reason I decided not to take anything and began to walk out, and as I did I looked over my shoulder and made a wise ass comment, but I don't recall what it was. As I turned again to look forward I saw Joe Torre, Bucky Dent, Craig Nettles, Chris Chambliss, and other 1970's Yankees walking in, but they were not young and in their 20's but as they currently look and in their current age. I remember distinctly that Joe Torre was in front and was holding a baseball bat - he was also wearing sun glasses. It was at that point that I realized that I had not stepped back in time but we were in present day and that these Yankees were all gathering for old timer's day. No one said a word to me and I walked out past the Yankees that came in. Fear and shame swept over me because I knew that my actions would be known to the world. That's where the dream ended.

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I was in an unusual place, no where real though. It was like a city just unrealistic. I was trying to get somewhere but I had gotten lost. Then, when I decided to get help, a guy helped me. I knew the guy but I cannot remember who he is. He took me to a house that I had dreamt about before. The man that lived at that house was strange. Once there, there was another man there with him. I had a sexual attraction to him. All of a sudden, my dream switched to a building that had multiple rooms. It was people that I knew in that specific room with me. I tried on a dress, but some of the people with me said no to it. I looked in the mirrow to find myself with scars all over my chest and my upper back. I felt so ugly and so outcasted. I started secretly crying in my dream. I walked off and out of the building. Then, my dream switched to my mother, a guy, and I going to my brother's house. His wife could not find him. We kept hunting for him. All of the guy that was with me and my mother had taken my brother hostage.

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I was in my car on the highway in traffic and some teenager or 20-ish year old cam gliding down the highway on the right shoulder laying down on an oversized skateboard. The girl (I think) was dangerously weaving in and out of traffic, so I stopped my car in the middle of the highway, got out of my car and started chasing the girl, screaming at her about how dangerous she was being and how she was going to kill herself. I came across a group of people and police and yelled at them to help stop her. I was beside myself. I then walked back to my car, couldn't find it, and saw a bunch of cars in a big wreck and wondered if my action of leaving my car in the middle of the highway caused it. i then found myself back at someone's house. my 13-year old daughter said something mean to me and walked out with no shoes on. I yelled for her to come back, but she just leared at me with a killer stare and snear and walked away very quickly. She broke into a run and ended up running into a swimming pool that started shallow and got progressively deeper. I was running after her and had her old puffy down, light blue north face jacket on. by the time I got to the pool someone very calmly told me someone was under water, and when I looked I saw it was my daughter. In real life I was a lifeguard in my teens and twenties and always pride myself on my lifesaving skills. in the dream I tried to take the jacket off before going in to save my daughter because I knew I thought it would inflate like water wings and prevent me from getting to my daughter. I struggled to get the small jacket off but couldn't and I was panicking to get to my girl. Before I could get the jacket off and go save her, I woke up.

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