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On Friday I had a dream about Homecoming. In this dream I was getting ready for Homecoming with my friends at a hotel in San Francisco. Instead of being at school, Dougherty’s Homecoming was being held in Los Angeles. After getting ready, my friends and I caught a cab to the airport so we could fly down to LA. Within 20 minutes of being in the air we began feeling some turbulence. The captain put on the fasten seatbelt sign and warned everyone to stay seated. All of a sudden the plane jolted and started falling down from the air and unknown speeds. Terrified, I held onto the armrests of my seat and prayed to God to make sure we do not die. All of a sudden there was a huge flash in the sky and the plane safely landed on some island. Surrounded by water and nothing but sand and palm trees, everyone began to panic. My friends and I sat on the beach in our Homecoming dresses waiting for someone to find help when all of a sudden we ended up on Hollywood Blvd.

I dream of being in a train with my mother ( who recently passed away). We both are in a train and then we get down at a station. After I we get out, I realize that we forgot the suitcase in the train. I run inside but the train is gone. We are trying to talk to the security graud that is there any way we could get it back. The station people/ Ticket collector said he can't do anything . I yelled at him quiet some times and started crying. That time my whole concern was the luggage ( I never thought about the luggage.) When I woke up, I felt like an horrible person.

I'm at the dance rectal doing a hip hop dance on the stage when all of a sudden someone comes up behind me they hit my head on the rail at the end of the stage and then push my off the stage and onto the ground, my head hurts so bad I can barely stand it. A friend comes and picks me up and brings me out to the front foyer and lies me on the empty table in the middle of the room. I cant stand the pain and I feel like im going to fall asleep so I tell me friend who says that I cant fall asleep but Im not really listening and start to fall asleep. i wake up in the hospital with him sleeping in the chair and i try to take the iv and off out, but theres something holding me down but i dont know what it is and no matter how hard i try I cant get out of it. then he wakes up and tells me that everythings ok but i know its not and all i want to do is just to get back to the recital to finish the dances. So i continue to struggle to get out of everything, and then a doctor comes in, someone i know that ive met before but i cant figure it out, all i know is that he scares me and i want to leave more than i did before. I won't let him come near me, for some reason i dont want him anywhere near me. My friend tries to calm me down he tells me that hes there to help but i know that hes only my doctor because he wants to hurt me.

I had a brother. We had to leave our house in the little village because a werewolf murdered our parents. We moved into a little apartment, I assume it was in the city. It was really dark and my bed was the couch. I started to do the rituals we were supposed to do every night so the wolf wouldn’t come, or so we would be warned. I began to place books around the couch, they were attached to strings. One side of the string was attached to the book, the other side attached to the wall. My brother passed by and laughed at me, calling me foolish. I ignored him, and watched as two of the books fell down, which meant the wolf was near. I tried to convince myself that I hadn’t finished, and the string probably wasn’t attached the right way. I sat on the couch terrified, and put the books back in place. That’s when my brother revealed himself to me; it was actually him who was the frightful beast. Once I found out it was him, I woke up.

I had a brother. We had to leave our house in the little village because a werewolf murdered our parents. We moved into a little apartment, I assume it was in the city. It was really dark and my bed was the couch. I started to do the rituals we were supposed to do every night so the wolf wouldn’t come, or so we would be warned. I began to place books around the couch, they were attached to strings. One side of the string was attached to the book, the other side attached to the wall. My brother passed by and laughed at me, calling me foolish. I ignored him, and watched as two of the books fell down, which meant the wolf was near. I tried to convince myself that I hadn’t finished, and the string probably wasn’t attached the right way. I sat on the couch terrified, and put the books back in place. That’s when my brother revealed himself to me; it was actually him who was the frightful beast. Once I found out it was him, I woke up. Even though I knew it was a dream, I was still scared breathing heavy, and hoping not to fall asleep again.

I was sitting in a bar and there were very expensive whiskey bottles on the shelves. Two of my friends walked in and shot a spitball at me, but he missed and hit the shelf, sending a million dollars worth of whiskey shattered on the floor. Then a woman (who looked like my Chemistry teacher) ran by with a glowing stick in her hand. She ran by again and I asked her what she was doing. She then walked up and killed both my friends, making me extremely emotional. She then took me through the memories of a little boy, including his baseball games. Then, she took me to a white room where a convicted rapist was being held. The convicted rapist was apparently the grandfather of the little boy with the memories. The woman began reading the memories to the old man. She told me she had to do this everyday. The old man then motioned me over to a piano and we played a song together. (I have no idea how to play the piano, but I did perfectly in this.) Then, the woman asked the old man how he felt about his son. The old man said nothing. The woman then asked the old man how he felt about his grandson. The man said he wished his grandson was his son. The woman then turned to me and told me to "Solve the mystery" or something very vague like that. When I made the assumption the grandfather attacked the little boy, the woman locked me in a dark room with a purple door. She told me I wouldn't be able to get out until I solved the puzzle. I screamed for her to let me out, but she refused. Then I woke up mid scream.

During holidays and summers, I work at a jewelry store in my hometown. I work primarily with Pandora brand jewelry. The set-up of the store seemed normal and realistic. We were all working open to close because there was a promotion that weekend. I remember looking and seeing a huge line of people waiting to be helped; the line weaved around the whole store and out the door. All the employees were busy helping people and it seemed as if everything was moving faster than normal time. Every time it was my turn to help a customer, someone either had me do something to help them, or they stole my customer, making it so I was never able to help a customer. This was very frustrating to me because we work off commission. I remember thinking, “I need this money because I have so many bills to pay with schools. They (my fellow employees) should know this and let me work.” I remember seeing my grandma leaving the store and was mad because she did not wait for me to help her. She just replied that I was busy with other things and she did not feel like waiting for me to finish.

I had a dream that i was a teenager and we had just left a abusive situation 11 months ago. She started dated men at six months and she had dated 3 guys. She broke up with the 3 guy and she started dating some new guy the next day. She brought him to our apartment building and i screamed at the top of my lungs that she was not supposed to let me meet her new boyfriend s. I went in the elevaor and started crying. Two girls stated talking to me and i befriended them. I got off the elevator and went back to my apartment. When i got back and my friend accross the hall neededme for something. I said i would and i needed to do something. I went into my apartment and had push pins stuck in my arm. and when i took them out it did not hurt but i still bled and marks that made it look like i was cutting came up on my arm. then i woke up

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