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Dream- I tried to auto pilot myself to the dentist with meaghan and moms jettas because they were the only cars that could. The blazer couldn't. Then I tried using a motorized cooler scooter but it was too slow for the highway. There was a cavern in my backyard in which for a brief second I saw an owl flutter around. I later saw Dottie try to get the owl and have told me he had stabbed it. There was a large apartment complex playing metal music as if the guy was supposed to be calling the owl, right where the house past ms Collins was. I found the man at a community daycare as he walked in the door and knew immeadiatley that he had an owl after he said "maybe an ostrich would be nice" The family then took a trip to a seaside location I've never seen before, and we saw tons of people cleaning up stuff, while others were sitting, it seemed like a rocky sharp shore by the sea and a town bordering it very closely and elevated. We then saw a place where I said " I have seen Dave Matthews band here before, after a tour guide said that Dave Matthews was selling the building there. Meaghan (sister) quickly hushed me and said shut up you know who we were with. (Somehow implying Dad) then my alarm went off.

“You know that place between sleeping and awake, that place where you can still remember dreaming? That's where I'll always think of you.” ― J.M. Barrie My name is Shannon. I'm a seventeen year old girl with a cognitive sleep disorder, who doesn't dream. I haven't had a real dream in ten years. When I go to sleep, my body and my brain shuts off, until it's either time to wake up, or pass between the realm of the sleeping, and the awake. In these ten years, when I slept I was plagued with nightmares, vivid nightmares beyond my control that stay with me, haunt me during the day. I'd see the figures in my nightmares everywhere, be it people, or unexplainable things. But today, when I slept, something happened: I was sleeping, yet awake and well aware, and while this was happening, I was dreaming. This dream has to be the most real thing that has ever happened. Let me tell you what happened: I was sitting outside of a lovely, slightly older house with a young man, he was a little older than I was, Maybe nineteen or twenty. It was dark, snow was falling to the ground, but it wasn't cold. We were talking, having a wonderful time; he was handsome; mid-length choclate colored hair that was combed back, though some of his hair had migrated infront of his face. He was wearing all black, not in the 'creepy gothic' way you would think. He was wearing a lovely leather coat, looked like he had traveled to london and back to get it, regular dress shoes, slacks, and a long-sleeve black top. I was different, much different. I was dressed in all white, though I couldn't tell exactly what I was wearing, we had on almost the same jacket: mine was white, cotton; and his, well I've already told you. I was wearing a white beret, and my hair was much different: it was long, almost down to my back and as blonde as a sun goddess; curled just slightly at the end; my glasses weren't black anymore, but a light baby blue. He smiled at me, took my hand and called me "Madaline." I responded! That wasn't my name but I responded as if I've had it for my whole life. This boy... He looked into my eyes and I could see through him, I could see into his soul. In an instant he turned, and pulled out a beautiful light blue and lime green stripped scarf, drapped it around my neck, and smiled once again. I beemed, I didn't know what to say, it was beautiful! gorgeous, even. He then took a small letter from his pocket, and handed it to me. It was a poem, entitled "My sweet Madaline."; I stopped, and looked at him, and proceeded to read: "My sweet Madaline, Though I will never be here in time, You are heaven to this tattered soul. You are a gift, that should be protected, And though we may be appart, in life: I can promise you, we will have our time, My sweet Madaline." Before I had a moment to respond, a little girl came out of the house behind us. She was about eight or so, with the same hair color hair as the young man. She looked at the scarf, then the note, and ran in side "Mommy, mommy! Why does she gets stuff and I don't!" she shouted, running inside. We both laughed. At that moment my eyes opened, my room was dark. It was about 11:00am; but when I closed my eyes, this.. dream... it continued. There was a court room, the young man was sitting in front with his lawyer, there was nobody on the stand. It seemed as though they were talking about a child that had died; Madaline. They had blamed the young man for it. The lawyer accusing him had found the poem. "My sweet Madaline" on his desk, to be honest, I don't know what was happening. I rushed into the court room, flinging open the doors and yelling "Stop!" Instantly all eyes were on me, the room fell silent as the young man looked back at me, and I knew, I just knew, he couldn't have done this. "That poem is about me! He wrote it about me!" I opened my eyes again, back to reality before turning to the otherside of my bed. Closing my eyes, I saw an older woman with two men standing on either side of her. She was holding a file, with one, small sheet of paper pulled out of it. "She's telling the truth." the woman said with a soft quiver in her voice. I saw the young man's face before my eyes opened for the final time. This is all I remember.

I was at my childhood home with my mother who is deceased. We were out in the yard (summer maybe) and she was standing right next to me. We looked out on the yard where a whole bunch of deer were sitting quietly in the yard and not far away from the deer were Tigers also sitting peacefully in the yard. My cat came out of the house and ran down toward the deer w/o attempting to run into the sitting pack. This was enough to startle the deer which then began jumping over a low stone wall separating our property from the neighbors. At this time the Tigers also began gathering with the deer to jump over the wall. There was no attacking of any animals, there was no threat of attack. It was a very peaceful and serene dream.

I am watching myself wearing a white gown walk down a set of stairs behind a yellow gold colored recliner. There is a man sitting in the chair and I feel such a mix of emotions. I do not know him but feel that I am in love with him and that he is upset or angry. I do not go to him but instead open an entryway door to my walking self's left. There is a soft yellow glow from a rather large lamp on a table to the man's right. When I open the door the same man is standing in it slightly younger looking and wearing a gray suit. In the dream I feel relieved and happy to know he is there. This is a recurrent dream that I had when I was maybe 10 years old. Throughout my life I have thought that it means something in regard to my future. I am not even sure that it has to do with a man but I feel like I need to know it's meaning. Thank you.

I dreamed I was laying on a sofa by a big window. My brother was across from me. It was raining and some form of furniture (a daybed of some sort) was coming quickly towards the window but didn't penetrate it. Then I saw a plane flying very low side ways then it started to go up then came towards the building/home I was in and crashed on top. I didn't see any fire, maybe a few sparks. I told my brother to come on let's get out of here when I saw it coming. We made it out but then I said to him to call his son because his son's mom n other siblings were on the plane. My mom was waiting when we made it out the building. Very strange dream to say the least...

In prison and was being beaten by someone, maybe the guard. Tried to escape, but got shot running away, laid on the ground while getting shot by very heavy military artilery, and was getting shot in every inch of my body esxcept the left side of my head as it laid on the ground away from the guns. Figured my left brain was keeping me alive. They realized I was alive and choked me with a wire and I drifted away from my body as I watched them choke to to death. Woke up.

I see two small Florida lizards inside the house near some plants that are situated near a window. I am fearful of these things in real life and usually run from them. I get startled when I see them and go in the other direction. Then I see a snake in the same area. It's a black snake with light brown and dark brown spots on it. It seems like something was connected to it. Maybe two snacks connected, but not too sure on that. I remember it was an awkward shape. Long like a snake but something awkward about the shape. Maybe about 4' long. I go to another room to get away and the snake is in there. Not sure if it's the same one, but it looks the same. I run to the other side of the room frantically looking for something to smash it with or protect myself with. I find a long pole that I decide I will use to defend myself, if needed. While all the way on the other side of the room, the snake leaps up and flies toward me, landing on me and getting tangled in it. I try to defend myself with the pole but the snake is on me so it makes it too difficult. It is either biting me or about to bite me. Somehow I was aware of what the snake was about to do, before hand. Then I woke up.

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