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It started with me at Natalie's apartment, where we talking about something that I don't really remember. For some odd reason, Natalie was wearing glasses and at some point during my visit I had my left arm stretched out in front of me and when I turned to face Natalie, I shattered her glasses, mostly the left lens. At that point everything else seemed to stop and I profusely apologized and did all I could to give her whatever medical attention she needed. I don't know why but she seemed withdrawn and in shock, or something. While I was getting a rag to wipe off the blood on her face, I kept thinking about a news story that a convict's fate would be decided by the people, a first in recent history. When I had a rag, for some reason it took me three tries to get the rag wet enough and once I returned to Natalie she had pulled out all the glass that was in her face, leaving very little left to do. While I was trying clean off the blood still on her face, I was also trying get her to talk to me but she was still very unresponsive. I kept trying by bringing up different things and the convict who's fate was in the hands of the people kept coming up in both my thoughts and my attempts to get a response from Natalie.

The dream started was that I was at this play with my chorus class. It was dark inside the auditorium, and it had something to do with 'Lucifer'. I remember a girl singing about something wearing a dress. I noticed that my friend was crying. In the real life, she is Catholic, and I was thinking she was crying something about the play. When we arrived to school, some people confronted her, and I confronted her later to ease in on her. My other friend - who was one of her really good friends(also Catholic) - was doing the same. It was obviously something about the play, but I wanted to ask if she was ok and what was bothering her. "Don't you get it? It said...Lucifer." I understood from the beginning, but her friends seemed to catch on. "Oh..Satan," she finally seemed to say. Right after that happened, I entered my 8th period class this year. There have been rumours about the person that he was 'Satan' or 'Lucifer' himself. When I entered the classroom, he was pretty polite..... then the classroom changed into a bathroom. There were 3 or 4 other people in the shower with one of them being a boy I knew. We had to apparently take a shower. It wasn't embarrassing, but it was just something we had to do. I wasn't confused, but just entered the shower willingly. From what I remembered, there must've been a tv in there. All I was trying to do was stay away from 3 of the people in there who were probably the same gender and were making out. After it was over, I left with my towel walking out of the classroom with eventually changed into my chorus clothes. I wanted to use the bathroom "downstairs" in my school where the cafeteria also was to change back. Everyone was already there. That's when I met another one of my friend in the bathroom which had short stalls and a sort of maroon coated background and tiles. A few seconds later the 'Satan' guy entered. "Everyone out except for her," he called pointing at another one of my friend. From what I remember, he was a white bald man(not anyone I knew in particular) - average sized. The other students were confused and just went out casually. Some other kids stayed inside, but he didn't mind. I stood by the door to eavesdrop. "I will make a deal with you....I will give you any piercing and body cut if you do something for me..." I was glad I at least caught that part and went away to lunch. At my table, instead of my lunch friends sitting there, there were 3 other guys sitting there with one of them being the guy from 'the shower' who I knew. "Oh your friends aren't here.... guess they decided to ditch you or something," he said. I was trying to find them around the cafeteria. "Oh well," I thought. Some of my other friends were sitting at the next table, so I went to talk to them instead. I told some of them about the 'satan' guy and parts of what happened in the bathroom. That's when I realized that when I looked the other way, the guy I had a huge crush on was sitting and talking with his friends at the end of the table. My friends that I sat with at lunch still weren't showing up. A few times he came to talk with the 3 boys at the table where my friends sat at.When lunch was over, I was walking and chatting with another friend back inside. The sky was a pinkish red. That's when I said something along the lines of "What if the 'satan' teacher turned the sky just completely pure red." I was gliding my arm over my head "That'd be creepy," we both agreed. When we were walking inside, the same guy I used to like was standing there. He usually sped up a few steps before or after me with his friends. I could tell that he was trying to get my attention from him ignoring me at the same time. I simply ignored him, but my friends and I walked a few more steps...and that's when the friend that was in the bathroom with the 'devil' and was smiling. "Hey look at me," she said giddily. I looked at her to see her her lift up two fang -shaped flaps of skin with piercings below and the the side of her mouth. "Oh..no," I said shaking my head. That's when the dream ended. I searched up a few of the dream meanings. This obviously doesn't mean something good. Please help me interpret it. Thank You.

My orchestra teacher bluntly said that she was retiring after the school year gets out, and I stormed out crying! Then my English teacher lashed out at me saying, "you never turn in your work, you never listen, you never pay attention!" And I'm saying "I'm not a bad student" repeatedly. Then I'm in orchestra class again and my teacher says she's retiring at the end of the year and I'm sitting in my chair quietly crying and my stand partner asks me if I was ok and I said, "yeah, I'm fine!" I hold up my head high still crying a little and my teacher asks, "Megan are you ok?" I say,"Yeah I am!" She asks for a hug after class and says, "you're one student that I'll never forget!" I smiled and walked off!

Famous bossy cranky woman teaching a group of women furniture restoration. I am sanding a white dresser that turns into a nightstand. One dark haired woman is constantly complaining and demanding attention. We are all working in a crowded unfinished room. There is a messy bathroom with pink insulation material and a small green towel floating in the toilet. I am using a small electriccircluar round sander. others are using sandpaper. there is a lot of talking around me

I had a dream about 2 guys. Neither I actually talk to. One I had class with in middle school and haven't thought of until recently, the other I see in class every other day. In the dream, the middle school guy and I are talking and he is comforting me and making me smile. Then I end up on a bike with the every-other-day guy who gives me attention and adventure and then we stop on a bike and he looks at me and I kiss him on the cheek and we are smiling at each other, then I woke up.

I was sitting on a trampoline in my backyard with my dog, an old friend I haven't talked to in a while, and a boy that I may be romantically insterested in. There was something very heavy in the middle of the trampoline, but I couldn't tell what it was because it was covered by a tarp. I didnt pay much attention to it. I began to play my Ukuele and the boy I liked said he liked that song and began to sing along with me. This made me very happy. I nudged his arm with my face then bit it softly. My mom then came out to check on us. I said something to her but I don't know what. I then went upstairs to talk to my father. I looked down and realized that my Ukuele was completely broken. I showed my dad and he said he could fix it. I put the Ukuele in my closet then I woke up

I'm 9 months pregnant and doing a photography shoot, and go into labor. The clients have two vehicles, one is a nasty old pickup truck with dog poop in the backseat (all OVER), or a small compact car. As we're driving, we come to a seedy motel and my father in law is there with a friend, as is my mother and grandmother. I keep telling them that the baby is coming, and they ignore me, and my father in law is so engrossed in a painting that he doesn't notice that the baby is crowning and eventually falls out of me. He delivers the baby, but pays no attention to me.

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