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I meet with a childhood friend and decide to go back to my childhood home. In my childhood home, my old black horse (which I sold is in the garden), and it seems she has been living in my old shed. I groom her with my friend, but when I put her back in the shed, I go to clean it out because its dirty but every time she tries to kick me. My friend suggests I go home while she invites a party to the old house. I decide to stay in spite of my friends wishes, and meet a boy my age who I have never seen in real life. I can't remember his face either but I know I saw it. Suddenly the police arrive, and me and the boy jump over the garden gate holding hands and run from the police who are chasing us. We never stop holding hands. Suddenly I ran so fast that I begin to fly, and I let go of the mystery boys hand. I fly over the police officers and around the countryside. Suddenly I remember the boy, so I try to get back to him. I struggle trying to land, but he is on top of a hill while I'm in a field with people wearing black hoods. Suddenly I see him fly, so I fly up to join him and we hold hands again. We fly around, when we come to a city, and people look up in shock because we are flying. I see mother and aunty, whom ask what I am doing, but I can't remember the response I gave them. I ask my mother to hold my bag while I join hands with the boy once more. We take off in flight, but I kick off my shoes before hand. Suddenly everyone in the city seems to be flying. We spot a homeless woman who cannot fly, so we help her, but every time we begin to fly she crys out in pain so we set her down and take off once more. I begins to snow, and the city looks beautiful. I turn to kiss the boy, but he sticks his tongue out and makes a joke of it. I go to kiss him again, and if almost reluctantly he kisses me back. I am confused but not disheartened. We land in a college, and I ask him something and he replies his school was very small, and you don't need the fancy education if you just opened your eyes and listen. I agree, and mention that some people pay thousands for school whilst some pay nothing, and we all still end up on the same path. We go up a flight of stairs, open a door, and that's when the dream ends.

I went to get a tattoo and, at the last minute, left the tattoo parlour to tell my parents. My brother and mother were across the street, talking to someone in a van. I went to cross the road to get to them, fully aware of the van waiting at a junction fifty or so yards down the street. However, as I was crossing the road, the van suddenly sped up and raced towards me. I stopped in the middle of the road to let it go past, and then continued on to the other side of the street. The driver of the second van stopped his vehicle and turned in the road, came back towards me and then stopped, exiting the van. He came up to me and started yelling and pushing me. I fell and cut my face at one point. My family had disappeared. I ran back across the road to a line of people waiting to use an ATM. Everyone saw me, but only one person stepped forward to help. He ended up being punched in the face by the man attacking me. I left, running away from that street and taking three side roads to evade detection. I woke up breathing hard and with my heart thumping against my chest.

It was a kid (boy) sitting in a grass. it was a women who was selling old books. the kid was with his grandmother, he had a book in front of him and was saying that the book was not original book. he was bored or crying I don't remember this. and then I went to him and I saw the book. it was a book with title Leke Dukagjini. dukagjini are some stric rules in albania to maintain the right of all. then i said to him that it's not important if this book was the original or not, but important is to read this book and learn from it because in this way the other will not violate on foot

I was dreaming that my ex partner had a new partner and baby, his partner and baby were said to be of another race, but were not upon seeing them and upon the discovery of the child I began to beat him up for neglecting the child which we have. He did not fight back and eventually ran off, his mother and brother were also in the dream and I began to verbally abuse his mother for being a hypocrite and contradictory and they all left i spent the duration of the dream trying to get out the building I was in.

I left my husband and moved into an apartment. I was excited about it. I liked the apartment and it was nice, but when I moved in I noticed a leak in the roof in the kitchen and a tarp hanging under the leak to hide it and make it look better. Two women were standing there and they did not leave. I asked them if they were going to be there the whole time I lived there. They said they were staying to make sure the leak was fixed. I was all unpacked and the apartment looked good except for my bedroom. The bedroom floor was a mess covered with clothes and stuff. A new man I met who liked me was there and I was embarrassed b/c of the messy bedroom floor. I told him that I need to clean my bedroom floor; it will only take 15 minutes. That man had also given me a gift; a big plastic ring that was too big to wear - it was like a child's toy plastic ring - that said Mother on it or something signifying I am a mom. I thought that was very sweet and no one would misinterpret the meaning b/c it obviously was not a romantic ring from him to me. He also would not kiss me in front of his daughter who was there and I thought that was sweet.

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