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I was at lunch with my psychology teacher rachelle myllymaki at a casual place along the coastline she and i were having a good time until someone challenged me to a basketball game she did not want me to play but i never back down the player was an arrogant ***** and scoring my first basket was hard but i was fouled on the next possession he throws the ball in-bounds but it goes out of bounds the referee calls it off on me along with the player i lose my composure and i begin to argue with the referee and the player it got so intense that he threw me and rachelle out of the place i continued to argue but then he began to argue with rachelle and discriminate her for being single i defend her honor by shoving the referee away she and i leave the place holding hands very angry and then we meet some of our friends who are in a happy relationship

As a kid, this dream was reoccurring and scary as hell...literally. It starts off with me falling from the ceiling and i land on the floor of an all dim deep red room. It looks like an empty church (no pews or anything), but in the hall outside of two VERY LARGE double-doors is a sound of a beating drum and its getting closer by the second! fearful of what is coming in the room , i frantically move to wake myself up and i always wake up before the drums (and anonymous drummer) enter. One night i decided i was going to confront the drummer. I stood up and waited for him to enter and as soon as i made that decision mentally, the drums stopped.

I dreamt I was on the run. I had a black and white cat upon my shoulder. I ended up taking a chubby-ish girl with me who asked first to be paid. As we travelled, we encountered a shy robot girl who was wishing our wellbeing. I asked for her to come with us. We found a gigantic turtle - our destination - a wise old thing who was trapped in ropes. A hare was grumbling and yelling back to the turtle pinned underneath his shell. I cut the ropes away and then fastened myself beneath to the metal bars. The cat, I think, stayed on the top of the turtle, whilst I grabbed hold of the robot and the girl fastened herself in just above me.

Oh, the celebration could be heard as I enter the courtyard; people dancing in line, torch light blowing in a slight breeze. “Zsu!” Patrizia gathers me in her arms and draws me into the row of revelers. Joy! Dancing, laughing, and merriment! Excitement on the ground and ecstatic energy in the air! Various beautiful people feel the drink and gaiety. I stop exuberated by the tables of food, famished by the traveling. There is so much to eat ???adjusted to between the drumming, strings, long lines of people holding hands weaving in and out, and around! I can’t decide what not to choose to eat when a tall man stares down at me, smiling. “Hello.” I say. “Hello,” he says back. I grab some prsut, sausage, cheese, and reach for the honey when, “Not yet!” young Lydia grins and pulls me into the weave. Mr. Beautiful quietly reaches for my plate and when I return, I find him sitting licking his fingers. “I would like some more!” “Indeed, as would I!” Returning to the table, with candles, and plates of fruit, cheese, olives, he introduces himself, half shy half forward. “I am kin to Mirabella.” “Kristo, I know of you. You paint.” He puts prsut on her plate and reaches for a wine goblet, ignoring the wine. “Awkward silence,” he finally says. * The night sky lit up, vibrant and full of stars. The moon hung over a branch of her favorite tree when the first guests arrived. Carriages and horses began to align the drive. She left behind the idea that any hope in salvaging what remained of this “marriage” with Istven. Zsuzanna needed to return to her roots for inner guidance and the wisdom of (name of older woman mentor). Musicians played their pipes and strings, drumming set the pace of the dance. Zsuzanna stood gazing out over this Eden when someone grabbed her from behind to join in the line dance. Hoisting her skirts she forgot her woes, and partook in the merriment. Krsto was present. His family held a long loyal alliance with various noble lineage, and he her only kinship with the world he wished to forget.

I saw that I was in an unknown place but I liked it immediately, because it was glittery and fun. THen suddenly my friend and I had to join a performance, but we were just side dancers. Then I saw that we were making a queue to worship our god. Then a friend that we had recently made said that she had to go somewhere and she left. Then because she didn't return we went looking for her. THen somehow my friend and I separated. Then somehow I reached this narrow hallway but it was a long one. They called it"hell". But it didn't look like one, because with all the clothes hanging it felt like a shop and there are many people there all strangers. They told me that they had been there for a very long time. Then as I was walking, a guy came from behind he was fully in black and tried to touch me I ran away from him, shouting. He ran behind me rapping anout dirty things. Then I stupid thing, I jumped from the hallway which was overlooking a rough land below. And then the guy pulled me back somehow, and I was so scared that I was hugging him, but he pushed me away from him. Then somehow an old lady came with three pendants and I chose the one with a heart. She told me that I was free. Then she took me to a gate behind the hallway it was really old. She told me to hide and go because they didnt free people in one day. I went through the gate and then I ended up in the school I used to study before and I was very happy there as I met my old friends.

I dreamt about my grandmother last night. She took me shopping and she kept yelling at me for doing things wrong. Finally, she decided that she'd take me out to this Christmas cookie convention. I had several different cookies and looked at the displays. Well, until I met a boy. He was rather demonic looking, but he was nice to me. So, we head back to her place where she started cleaning the house since she was set to move out soon. I went outside where one of my close friends, Jes, was waiting for me. She said we had to go to hell to rescue someone. So, she opens a portal and we enter hell. Low and behold, I see the boy from the convention leaning up against the gates. He grins at me and says :"Hello, darling. Did you miss me?" I'm stunned. The boy was the devil!

Bishop hatchet and first lady hatchet and I was walking in the mall and I seen a man I knew with a women so I said hello to them. then it seem the man came where i was at looking at wig and the wig price was two hundred and ten dollars, I said that's to much for me to pay for it. so the man took the money out of his pocket and bishop hatchet took it out of his hand and paid for the wig and waited for the change from the clerk. I went in the bathroom to put on the wig.

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