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So first I was in an abandoned warehouse, with a bunch of strangers. not feeling left out or in any way that I wasnt supposed to be there. I had sex with a stranger and it was passionate. After this happened, my dream jumps to my fathers house where i grew up. I was in the yard and saw my fathers truck (from back when i was a child, which he no longer has) hooked up to Two different trailers. These trailers were filled with construction material. The truck was also running. Almost felt as if I had come home from a "party" and seeing my dads truck running, I felt as if I should have been home to help him load up the truck and trailers. So i went inside the house. Walked up to his bedroom, and inside i found him laying with 3 other GUYS in his bed. MY DAD IS NOT GAY! He wakes up, along with the other men, and he looks surprised but happy... he asks "What happened last night?" I replied, I dont know, I was going to ask you the same thing! He then tells me he got his 3rd DUI and he was smiling about it. Then I walk out on the balcony and am frantic trying to figure out what happened to my dad the night prior. Looking out to the yard I see a bunch of people leaving the house. The neighbors are at the end of their driveway looking up at dads house shaking their head in disapproval. Then, after freaking out and punching dents into a van, someone tells me my dog got hit last night by a car, and it died. WHAT THE HELL DOES ALL THIS MEAN?

While my family was moving, and loading up the moving truck. the front door was open and my dog ran away. my nanny (at the time) chased after my dog on foot, leaving her car behind. my youngest brother (who is 6) got into the driver's seat of our nanny's car. and me and my (7 year old) sister got into the back seat of the car with five or six boxes of brownies, I had the same amount of brownie boxes, (i was 8 1/2) and i sat in the back with my sis. my brother started driving but wasn't looking at the road, instead he looked at a nascar video game that was hoked up the the steering wheel, and gas pedals. in the games he was crashing and driving very poorly. but in real life all the turns were prefect. eventually I got so freaked out and made my brother stop the car. he did, i got out and ran past a playground to my best friends house but the door was being blocked by my cousin's cousin. and my best friend's dad was doing the dishes. then i woke up

I was walking out of a building with my best friend when I saw my crush assisting a frail old man, also leaving the building. My crush said something to the man in a language I didn't understand.I called my crush's name twice before he turned around, when we started talking for a few minutes. The old man kept turning to walk off, but each time, my crush would gently tap the old man's shoulder/back, to which the man would respond by slowly returning to my crush's side.

Four o'clock comes. Leaving me in dry sweats accompanied by uneasy breathing. I find myself searching the room as if this man were still in my presence. The strong, yet easy echo of his words still ringing in my ears. Disoriented I lay there unwilling to move, welcoming the cool breeze of the fan as it caresses my face. "Come with me, I'll show you the way" I couldn’t see his face, but there was a hint of a smile to his voice. His hand extended towards mine. As I lay sprawled on the floor with no clear memory of how I had gotten there. I was beaten, and I was afraid. Cautiously I looked for him, but still only found his hands - "But, I cant see you." I stated. "You don’t need to, just trust me." He replied. Our hands meet with some confusion, but he draws me towards him with impressive strength. This is where i wake up. My blood rushing from adrenaline, it was comfortable, and dangerous in one. For when gentle sins meet one another, worlds collide. when he starts speaking is where my dream starts, the part I remember anyway. And the last sentence I swear that I heard his same melodic voice whiper it to me after I had already woken. Also, it might help you know that I lucid dream, most of the time unwilling,

I was angry that no one knew it was my birthday so I stormed off, leaving my boyfriend alone at a party. He waiting for me and I came back to find him sleeping. I curled up beside him and went to sleep. In the middle of the night, it started snowing so we ran outside to play in the deep snow. Half-way through this, my boyfriend turned into a past lover. While playing in the snow, a bear came up and threatened to attack me. My lover distracted the bear and I ran away. I found help and we were able to kill the bear, I had a kitchen knife and I personally stabbed the bear till it was dead. My lover was badly hurt, but survived.

I am staying at my ex boyfriend s house. I am about to leave and go to his bedroom to say goodbye. he's in bed with his male cousin. The room is dark. They are sleeping. I say goodbye and start to leave. i'm standing in the doorway. He gets up and we walk to a room where there are three (3) sewing machines. His ex girlfriend s are sewing like slaves and they are stressed out. I ask who they are and they each answer me. He's standing by my side. He is very large and strong. His hair is black. He is not smiling. I hear the numbers 8 years, 13 yrs and 15 years. I say I've been with him for 23 years. I am angry and feel betrayed. He tells me the love of his life, the real woman he loves is the girl who said she's been with him 15 years. Not me. I hear explosions going on and I see fire. I run to the fire and pull my daughter out from the fire. He won't let me leave. There are fast cars in the dream. He's driving around me and blocking me from leaving. I'm angry but terrified. I also start crying. I'm holding my daughter Jordan.

I was dating the fictional daughter of the fictional owner/coach of the Chicago Bears and was in charge of getting the crowd excited and taking care of her brother who has cerebral palsy. I got them to name a corner of the fictional stadium after him, then spent the pregame with the girl, her brother, and a ton of random people before leaving alone once the game started. It was odd. Oh and it was the Super Bowl. Then I went back at the end to find her, but I'd bought condoms and was trying to hide them from her dad, as I shook his hand and congratulated him on the win.

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