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I was at a school, or university, or college. And I was walking around and then the school turns even on me and for some reason I either uad this dream befor wit I knew what ti do because I just said to myself this isn't real and they are nit there. I went thought scary hallways and I got lost in that schol before I did thise things. I finally got to stairs and once I looked down there was an evil girl and a nurse. So I wrnt back to the hallways. I finally manage ti get out of that school and saw my best friend and told her what happened. It hapoened to her to while I was next to her. Her eyes turned white and I told her its not real and she snapped out of it

Was in a black area in which I thought was a room but it never ended. Little things started to light up on the floor. Not very big but like lightning bugs that were beneath me. Different colors would flash and at varying intensities. Going to touch them they would scatter like fish do when you go to grab one . I stood still taking in all of the dots on the floor. Don’t know how long had passed but I was then surrounded by black. No more lights lighting up the floor. The most I could see was lights ahead of me and no one answered when I yelled for help.

Driving down the interstate with a coworker. it was a nice day people out swimming and fishing. then it started raining and the interstate started flooded. people was swimming and surfing on the side of the interstate. then a huge fish came out the water and stood up. rain stopped fast. then weather went crazy raining, hailing, lightning,winds. the interstate flooded again and this time i couldnt see the people so i thought they were gone when i started feeling bumps and hearing noises. i was running over people and killed them. i went to crying and freaking out.

I was at school and my ex was there and some old faces too and I was just walking around campus and meeting everyone and then I was in the cafeteria area alone with just my ex having a private meal and he was acting stupid and I was acting normal and he had this thing and it mocked me and then the scene changed to me opening a door for some girl and a celebrity and then going around campus to find out i lost my backpack and notebook to me looking for it and finding out where it was, from my full real name being announced; I was thinking shit some people don't know my name, as I go by MilaToro for my job in real life right now. And it got announced on the school speaker by a teacher for all to hear; along with my and age that I'm going to be next year and I franticly went to the room and the teacher was there on the steps to enter the classroom and he saw me and gave gave me my stuff and to find out it wasn't my notebook that someone else had it and i thought it was my ex who had it but i kept the notebook anyway. As I’m walking away I told the girl next to me and told her well it's filled with math notes i midst well keep it as i can learn from it. Then it jumped form the school campus grounds to urban ranch styled homes and bulls in the grass fields. I was I guess still looking for my notebook and to the left of the grassy fields was the school outside campus, I was running from street to campus walkways to the grass fields and somehow ended up being chased by multiple bulls and running to jump over the gate into the flowers to be safe the bull was so close to smashing me. It's ironic because the bull I was thinking in my dream was a representation of me , because my horoscope is a Taurus and I'm in the month of May right now in real life and my birthday is 6 days away. Anyway I never finished the area because then I woke up.

Was in a black area in which I thought was a room but it never ended. Little things started to light up on the floor. Not very big but like lightning bugs that were beneath me. Different colors would flash and at varying intensities. Going to touch them they would scatter like fish do when you go to grab one . I stood still taking in all of the dots on the floor. Don’t know how long had passed but I was then surrounded by black. No more lights lighting up the floor. Now they were level with me.

I was going on a journey; to where I don’t know, and found myself at the airport. Just before I presented myself to the check-in desk I felt an annoying lump on the bridge my nose; slightly to the left hand side... like a plook. So I trudged off to the nearest mirror for a look, and discovered the shocking truth. This was no pimple, zit, spot or suppuration of pus that had grown like a mountain to the surface of my skin. Nor was this a teenage bout of acne waiting to be compressed between my pinched thumb and forefinger, exuding a lava that resembled the contents of a squeezy bottle of mustard. But what was it? I had to look closer..... A miniature flower had taken root and bloomed through the surface of my earthly pore. Like a daisy gently bristling in a grassy meddow, the pollen scented aroma of summer surrounded by silken petals bloomed in colour and vibrancy. I began to pick off the petals one by one only to find hidden under each an angry wasp buzzing with rage and torment, including the Queen who sat under the petal at the top of the flower pointing north at 12 o’clock. For fear of being stung I couldn’t touch anymore and had to leave any future ‘weeding’ until after my flight. As my flight landed I found myself in Windsor and a new job. I was working for another Queen, this time Elisabeth I of Scotland and II of England. My job was to help with the smooth running of the upcoming Royal Wedding of Harry and Meghan. The job didn’t last and I soon found myself unemployed. Handing back in my Royal page-boy type uniform, consisting of plus fours, white tights, buckled shoes and a thrilly laced shirt, I returned to Mexico. Dejected, starving and struggling for cash I decided, upon advice from a friend, to become self-employed and was soon earning a pittance gift wrapping souvenirs purchased by tourists for their loved ones at home. It wasn’t enough though and my meagre earnings barely stretched to buying a plate of taco soup, rice and beans. But In a weird twist of fate my dream morphed into a strange success story – like the American dream I tweaked my business and moved it lock, stock and two smoking barrels to a gay nightclub. I was now offering a naked gift wrapping service and was rolling in the money.

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