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Hello, I dreamed of my first love. We have not met for almost 27 years and I saw him one day, we set up a time and met just to talk. Then we started talking about our past. Since that day, everything came back to my mind and I started thinking of him all the time. I don't know if he does the same; there were a few nights I dreamed of him and he kept all my thought the next day. What does that really mean as it makes me feel sad to live that way. I don't know where he is at the moment.

Matt and I were outside like at a home but the back had a huge field where there were so many animals. We heard coyotes howling and then I saw one and pointed to it to matt. We watched it for a little and and then saw a little fox. It went to the fox and started attacking it so Matt ran over to help it while I stood back when he went to go help it the coyote started attacking him and then another one came out of no where and started attacking him. Then more just kept coming and it was like I couldn't do anything to stop it like all I could do is watch. It was so realistic and by the time I was able to react to it all there was, was blood and guts. And I walked in and started crying and you were all like wheres Matt and then I said he's dead. There was all of our family out here that was in the house. I explained what happened and we all started crying. Then we had a funeral for him here but in the place he died. Like we all went out there and walked over where he died dressed all sweet and I remember everyone being so sad. Then at the end I walked away from everyone back to the house because I couldn't stop crying then I woke up

The dreamer identified himself as a bisexual man of 23. In one common set of dreams, dreams he had several times, he was in a desert and next to a lake. Sometimes his wife was there with him, sometimes he was alone. Once he was there with his mother and his sister. In one dream the lake was surrounded by a wall. He never seemed to take any notice of the lake. It was there but he never drank from it or did anything with it . . . . The scene changed to his parents' apartment. He noticed a new carpet on the floor which he liked and just as he was beginning to enjoy looking at it hundreds of squirrels ran into the flat through the front door and there was a lot of confusion with all his family members running around. He left the house and was stumbling toward the intersection with cars coming from both directions. One car was followed by a large van that was towing a house. He picked up a piece of a broken object that he found on the street, ducked into a garden, and enclosed it in a cellophane bag and placed it gently in a pool of water.

I give birth to twins. The doctors send me home without the babies. Soon doctors bring one baby and leave. I cry a lot because I want my secound baby, too. My family denies that I had twins. The Doctor comes back and tells me, I only had one child and wants to leave. My secoune baby is in the car. I run after the car, holding my single twin and cry. My family tries to stop me. They say I am crazy for thinking I gave birth to twins and they will take my baby away. I call them traitors and tell them that I will never forgive them and that I hate them. I never let go of my one twin, while running to the hospital to get my other baby. I do everything for my twins to come back together. Befor I wake up, I see the hospital papers, where I find both names of my twins and then I hold them both in my arms.

I dreamt about two guys in my house that were supposed to be my Dad and my Brother. However the guy did not look like my father and I don’t realy have a brother in real life. They got into an argument and then the brother started testing the father’s patience. The brother looked at us and took a knife and started cutting his face by slicing the skin off from the sides. He kept saying “You think I can’t do this huh?” Then he pulled the layer of skin off his face, bleeding everywhere . He was trying to imitate another serial we encountered, to prove something to the father. From my side view I could see messages pop up of some woman sending laughing emojis mocking his appearance. I got afraid so when they were distracted (talking about the bite of 87) I jumped out the back door and over the fence to escape with some money, but by then the police already arrived. I don’t know who called the police.

I dreamt i was in an apartment that was partially my kitchen at the seaside, partially some classroom and partially something unknown. My parents were away. It was night. There was a boy friend from my class with me and there was this black woman i liked really much. There was more people but they weren't valuable. I wore peanut butter shoes. All the other people died, including the black woman and my friend and I were the only ones left. We tried to sleep on the balcony but he got struck by lightning and fell fown and died. I screamed in shock and made a face. That lightning also ruined and fried my favorite wooden music box that my mom got me from Malaysia.

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