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In my dream, I was with a group of peers in some sort of regular building. At one point, I walked into a room and one of our superiors had a boy I had worked with tied up. The superior person threw darts at me to prevent me from saving this boy. At this point, I was able to escape but then realized I was also able to become an owl. I would flap my arms and concentrate very hard, I would then begin to feel my fingers become feathers and then would be able to take flight. Next thing I know, my group of peers and I are walking outside in the snow to escape our superiors who are after us. The area we are walking down in like a large ski run with trees far off on the sides, higher up. I try to teach the group how to become owls so that we can escape faster, but it they have trouble so we must continue on foot while trying to learn. At some points, I can see the superiors watching us from the tree line. At one point they come down to attack, to defend the group, I jump ahead and give a loud roar. This roar begins to sound anamalistic, at first I believe I am turning into a wolf but the roar then becomes more like a lion. This scars away the group of superiors for the time being. The rest of the dream is hard to remember but there are quite a few more times where I become an owl and at one moment I switch to a dove believing that this would give me a better advantage to get away from the superiors chasing us.

I was in my bedroom it was cold and still quite dark outside, i stared through my bedroom window it had no cartons so i could see all the trees and bushes outside, it was small but there where a lot of shadows. i stared not moving and then i suddenly saw a black swish outside and i saw in fear that it was a figure it then leaped up and back down to the ground, its face and body was covered in a black cloak and its head was down. "don't move" it told me in a terrifying voice. then next thing i knew it, it was coming towards me and was frozen i tried to move and i tried to call for help but i couldn't move and i couldn't shout it was like my mouth was zipped up. i watched the black cloaked thing come closer and it waled through my widow and wall like it wasn't there. and then i felt my blood go cold and the black cloaked thing went inside of me and all i could see was a blue spark, i was facing my right wall. and when i felt like i was awake i found my eyes where already open and i was staring at the same wall i stared at when i saw the blue sparks.

I was with my work colleagues, but it was after work had finished. The place looked like Newcastle train station, but I knew it wasn't. I crossed a bridge that was slowly closing as I did so. Then I stopped at another bridge and started to make oat biscuits. All the ingredients where around me and the bowl was medium size and white. I was sat between the legs of a guy from work called Matthew, we were talking while I was mixin the ingredients together, I saw there was a segment of lemon in the bowl so I took it out and squeezed in into the bowl, the mixture then became too watery so I added more oats and that point the bowl was too full. Matthew tasted the mixture in the bowl and told me it tasted really good and he could taste the rosemary in it. After a moment we started kissing quite passionately. He heals my head in both hands and said 'I wih I wasn't the only one who's allergic to what I've just ate' I asked him if it was the oats and he nodded, I told him he should never have tried it if he knew he was allergic. He just shrugged his shoulders and said he didn't care. We started kissing again, then some colleagues from work walked in and they were all in Halloween costumes. They asked if we were coming to the party, we could see the venue is we looked over the wall on the bridge we were sat on. I told them I couldn't go because I didn't have anything to wear other that my work clothes. The girls from work each gave me something I could wear so I went off to start to get ready.

I have recurring dreams where an ex lover appears. The dreams themselves are different from one another. I'm usually focused on something else in the dreams - tasks, people, work, music - when he appears. In each dream, I purposely try to avoid or ignore him, but he always makes a point of interacting. One dream recently was to say something negative, and in one last night he gave me a gift. Our relationship in waking life did not end well. I was very angry with him in the end, and with myself at the time because the relationship was not healthy nor good, and I had felt stupid and ashamed about how much I'd shared with him emotionally and physically. The last time I spoke to him was over two and a half years ago, and I don't think about him consciously anymore (though I did for quite some time after the initial parting because I was so upset and working out my feelings). Why is he showing up in my dreams now? I know it is not because I have any positive feelings for him, nor do I want to see him again. Am I still working out what happened? Maybe I am still reconciling my feelings about how I acted and my life and my actions? Is it something in my life now? I don't think anything is more different now than any time over the last few years, but perhaps this is a sign of feelings and actions I am not conscious of?

I was watching an indoor tennis match with my flatmate and we were sitting on the front row talking during the tennis match. People were telling us to be quite but we kept on talking. Then the famous tennis player Roger Federa came over to us and told us that we were distracting him, but said that he would finish the game and then speak to us after. He finished his match and then took us backstage to the locker room and told us the secrets of good tennis. I wasn't paying attention to what he said but I was looking in his eyes.

I was going to give a homeless man some change. He was slumped against the wall with a hat on and when I looked at him he appeared to be someone dressed as Michael Jackson. He was staring ahead as if he were dead, which freaked me out so I let out a scream and backed off. There was another one around the corner. I was quite far away now but he jumped to his feet and started running after me. I knew Katie (my housemate) was in the shower so I was screaming like I’ve never screamed before but she never came. I was found the next day at the tip, on top of a pile of rubbish, raped and murdered. Somehow miraculously, I came back to life. I was terrified at this point he would come after me again. I went back to see Katie. She and some others were making parachutes. I asked why she didn’t come when I screamed and she said he wasn’t after her. This meant that the guy was specifically targeting me. We looked it up and realised they were hitmen and someone had paid for them to get me. I was terrified of them coming back and nobody would seem to understand why or offer any sympathy. They did come back but there was a crazy lady that scared them away. My boyfriend asked me why I was so afraid, to which I replied, “I was just raped and murdered by these people!”

I was travelling to a new town with one of my best friends who happens to be a male. I've never had any feelings for this guy, nor has he had for me, but i'd say hes quite attractive. We were driving his car through this town and we end up parking at the side of the road at night and start having sex. I have a boyfriend so this is a little weird to me. All of a sudden we hear a gunshot go off and we panic. He begins to drive away and crashes into a building while losing control of his car. He's dead. I get out of the car and go into the bulding that we crash in to ind a weapon ot protect myself. I couldnt make out who the shooters were, but i found myself hiding behind a shower curtan with a wooden rod for a weapon. Soon i hear police sirens and decide to come out.

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