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I move to another country on my own, where it is warmer.. then stay in a hotel for a few weeks while i search for an apartment and a job, i then get a nice apartment, and a job in a diner. then it skips to where i get a roommate to help out with the rent. (a male roommate btw) we get close, end up becoming best friends, we go out, have drinks together, get dinner, watch movies together, then i meet a guy on a night out with my roommate, we end up having a thing (me and the other guy), then when we get pretty serious and we actually have sex, (which was my first time) he cheats on me and we break up, i seek comfort with my roommate.. we then go out alot, then at Christmas while where at a friends party, we end up under some mistletoe.. our friends make us kiss, and it ends up being really intense, and we notice that we have like a connection or something, that were meant for each other, but we ignore it, then when we get back to our apartment, when were saying goodnight he kisses me on the cheek, then we share a moment while staring into each others eyes, then he lifts me up and set me on the dresser beside the door, starts taking off m clothes, we have sex, then we cuddle up to each other and fall asleep, then he wakes me up in the morning with breakfast in bed and thats it.

I was about to be abducted by the typical gray skinned tall aliens with big black eyes and no mouth. They were speaking to me emotionally because i am in real life a clairsentient and my astrological sign is LEO/Virgo they knew that they had to to get me emotionally invested to accept that they had chosen me to study. I begged them to just speak to me mentally because I could understand what they were saying better but pressed me, like nails on a chalkboard the emotion and energy I was feeling was making my entire being contort in discomfort, sick to my stomach. They came to me in public while i was at a bar with my friends who stood by and watched. I finally broke down crying and sobbing, drooling all over myself I was near hysterical. I told them I didnt want to go, i wasnt ready, tonight was not good for me to go with them and I needed them to leave me alone they were making feel uneasy and scared even though i had no fear of them. I asked why they were making me feel so horrible if they were trying to convince me to go with them. Eventually all i heard was white noise of emotion which paralyzed me with fear, i laid completely across the booth I was sitting in face down, rigid, my hands cupped around the sides of my face and arms tucked in close and tight to my rib cage. I felt i was in danger and i didnt want to see it coming at me if it was real. I knew as rigid as my body was all they had to do was pick me up by my arms and carry me away, and then they tried but they couldnt. I just laid there moaning, wailing, pleading with them to stop, to leave me alone, i wasnt going to go with them. Again like most of my dreams saying no no no no over and over again in protest or disbelief and very confused. I sense im longing for something in my dreams because there is a heaviness that comes over me and i cant lift it or move it off or away from me but its also very empty and dark, surrounded by many people and knowing im alone and there is no help i should be angry at them but im not. and i wake up crying saying no

I was in college at Full Sail college in Florida, and was working at a cafe on the campus. My ex boyfriend all the way back from highschool, Daron, came in. I didn't know that it was him. He got breakfast, and I walked over to his table to give him his food. As I was setting the plate of eggs and bacon on the table, he glanced at the ring on my finger that was of my name. "Your name is Sarina?" he asked. "Yes, why?" I asked. He stared at me for a moment. And then he asked "What's your last name?" I looked at him confused and I said, "Humbert. Why?" His eyes got really big and his jaw dropped. "Sarina Humbert, like the Sarina I dated back in highschool?" He asked. "I don't know you, I only moved here to go to college, I think you have me confused with someone else." I said, kind of freaked out. "No, I'm Daron. Daron Arnold!" He said, expectingly. Then my jaw dropped because I realized he really did know who I was. "I have to get to class. But, could we meet up here at the Cafe after classes are over? I'd like to hang out with you and catch up!" he said. "Uh.. okay, sure." I said. So when our classes were over, we met up at the Cafe again. "You look really pretty." He said while smiling. "Thank you! You uh.. look pretty good yourself!" I said while blushing. Then we left and went for a walk on the beach nearby. We talked about our lives, and important things that have happened to us since we had last talked to eachother. We really seemed to hit it off. It was getting dark because the sun was setting. He stopped walking and turned to face me, looking into my eyes. "I want to tell you something." He said. "Okay?" I said, confused. "When all of that happened a few years ago... I didn't want to break up with you. I was 18 and you were only 15. I felt uncomfortable." He said. "I understand that..." I said, feeling confused. "I have missed you since we stopped talking. And it's ironic that after all this time here we are at the same college. This may sound crazy but I want to try again." He said. "What do you mean?" I asked. "I want you to be my girlfriend again. I think we can make it work." He said. I smiled, thinking that this couldn't be happening. I missed him too. I looked up at him, and began to speak but he cut me off by kissing me on the lips. And after all that time, we were back together again. Then I woke up.

I was dreaming of what seemed like my very first boyfriend from over 15 yrs ago. He was white and had a motorcycle. He bought a house for us and we were slowly starting to renovate it together, when he drove off to go to the store to pick up something. Then somebody had called me telling me he was in an accident and in the hospital. By the time I got there he had died. I was so heartbroken and went back to the house he had bought for us. I kept renovating like he had planned on doing. Then I saw what was his ghost leaving me messages and hugging me tight. Then I noticed he had the same catheter for dialysis as my current fiance has. Yet, my fiance is black. It felt like it was a mix between both of them. Anyway... I kept crying and crying and the pain of having lost my love felt so real. All of a sudden my father came by and brought me laundry my (ex) boyfriend had washed last and pictures of me and him, so I kept crying even more. My father, which lives in another country, came to comfort me. Yet, the ghost was still present and kept drawing me messages on the kitchen table telling me how much he loves me. It felt so real and I woke up feeling very odd and sad. I don't even know if the love in my dream was my ex from over 15 yrs ago or my fiance from now. They both completely different, but in my dream it was like a mix of.them. what does that mean?

So I was outside, and it was a beautiful day. It was sunny, and there wasn't a cloud in the sky. I was at some sort of wedding, or some sort of reception, I honestly don't know. There were fold up chairs set up in rows, and I was sitting in one of the aisle seats. All the seats were filled up with well dressed people, and I recall wearing a pretty lavender dress. I remember looking up, and a couple rows ahead, there was man sitting. He turned around, and my view zoomed in completely on just his face; he looked early 30s, and had chin length hair, with a receding hair line. He had glasses, and soft, twinkling eyes. When he turned, he looked at me and smiled a big wide smile. I remember his skin looking smooth. He wasn't exactly handsome, but there was something about him that made me feel comforted. I've never seen this man before in my life, and the strangest part is, the name Isaac came to mind when he looked at me. The dream was so vivid, and it all felt so real

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