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I am walking through sand, i can barely hear the sound of some kind of birds in the background. There is something in the sand up ahead of me, and it kind of looks like a ball. As i get closer i hear a voice asking me to help. Then the voice asks me "why, why did you do this?" Even closer I hear the voice crying in a low pitiful moan. I keep walking and start to step over the ball and look down. I look straight into the eyes of my fiance. My fiance is buried neck deep in the sand and is crying. He opens his mouth and a fowl smell of feces comes out, but now words. I reach down for him but for some reason my hands never reach all the way to him.its like he is slipping farther down away from me. His voice is heavy with pain as he as continues to ask me why i did it.

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I was on a school bus at night with a lot of people and some boys from a choir class had been asked to sing, and they did. It was beautiful. When they stopped, an ex friend of mine in the dream had said something and I told her that a man would attack the bus if she did it again. She did it again, and a loud whail sounded, and the bus had been slammed into from the side, almost making it turn over. Then, my ex friend started rocking the bus, and she made it flip and start going down a hill at a high speed. A small house was there where we were about to crash, but my dream shifted. I was at school the next day talking to my ex friend as if we liked each other. Then, my dream shifted again to the small house we would've crashed into, and I was with one of my guy friends and some other guy I didn't know. I went in to change because I was filthy, they were watching me and heard me say I needed to use the bathroom and were talking about chemical compounds to blow me up. Then they dressed in costumes and came into the house. I went into my imaginary baby brother's room, where he was surprisingly under his crib and told me our imaginary dead parents had made him feel horrible. Then I saw my friend and the random guy in costume and the random guy started hitting on me and kissed me and I woke up.

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I'm lead down a corridor that's got one of those flame torches sticking out on either side of the walls. The person in front of me has like large black wings and he is leading me towards a huge room. Now, in that room there are 8 stone thrones and a gold one in between. On the stone thrones, there are 4 beautiful people with black wings, and 4 beautiful people with white wings. I just stand at the side of the room whilst a bigger man comes in. One of his wings are black, and the other is white. He sits on the golden throne, so I guess he's like the leader? My wrists are bound and I'm very quiet. The man on the gold throne clicks his fingers, and two guards bring a man in. It's kind of like a judgement for heaven and hell. The man's face was so familiar but I couldn't place who it was. The two guards had one scroll each and they unrolled it. One was bigger, which was the length of a 2-storey house, than the other one, which was really small, as long as the palm of my hand. The man on the golden throne read out each scroll, and I realised they were his good and bad deeds. The rest of the angels on the stone thrones looked at each other and were discussing something. Then a bell rang, and each angel (from the stone thrones) said whether the man should be condemned to hell or exalted to heaven. He was a good man, so they all said 'Heaven'. The man in the golden throne held his hand up and a halo appeared over the dead mans head. The man looked at me and smiled, then he was lead to a white corridor to the right where choir sounds and birds could be heard. The angels on the stone thrones lead out through the passage I came in through. The man on the golden throne walked towards me and said, "When will you be ready? You've seen them all come and go..." and I just shrugged and l was confused. He said, "Very well... farewell," and he walked out. I was left in the room on my own, and I fell asleep.

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I was back in college ( I am presently 52) and on board a cruise ship that was anchored celebrating senior week with the other students, when it was time for the ship to take off again I had a feeling it may sink. I walked a different direction with a few other people and noted water was rising up to my nose. One of the teachers guided a few of us up a level just as the water was rising overhead. this continued until we made it safely to the top. Realizing I was one of a few people who survived this huge disaster, I called my dad and waited for him to pick me up and bring me home. All I wanted was to be home safe and sound and celebrate my extremely good luck with my parents and family

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I had this dream the first night I was home from the hospital after my daughter was born. This was 7 years ago: I was standing in a parking lot of some type, and my newborn daughter was there as a teenager, probably about 15 years old. She was standing with a group of friends who looked around her age. (Strangely enough, she looked exactly how I would now expect her to look when she becomes a teen, yet I don't see how I could have predicted that then when she was only a few days old.) Anyhow, I remember calling her name over and she wouldn't answer me; she was just talking and laughing with her friends, who couldn't hear me either. I started screaming it so she could hear me, but it seemed like the sound of my voice just got lower and quieter. I couldn't tell if she was ignoring me or she just didn't know I was there. At this point, I started to feel like I had no physical presence because when I looked down at myself, there was nothing there; like a ghost who couldn't be seen, and that is why she wasn't responding. Meanwhile, I noticed a young boy standing off to the side of the group of girls. He looked to be somewhere between 8 and 10. I did not recognize the child, but he was the only one who could actually see me. He didn't say a word; he just kept looking at me as I screamed my daughter's name. I felt as though he knew me, although I didn't know him. This dynamic just continued until I woke up. I was convinced this dream meant that if I ever had another child (represented by the boy), I would die. Please tell me what you think.

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