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I was in an abandoned building with Mohammed Alsharif and this couple (whom I don't actually know but I seemed to know in the dream). The four of us were going to go somewhere and I ended up outside in the car (a yellow convertible) with the couple. The guy was driving and he started to drive off without Mohammed. I protested and the guy said something to the effect of 'screw him' and then said, 'He shouldn't lag behind.' I got highly offended and demanded we go back. The guy refused; I argued; he refused. So, I told him to let me out. He woudn't. So, we argued about that until I told him this was kidnapping and got my phone out to call the police. I was deposited on a dark, rain-slicked skid row street. It was very dark and I started to walk back to the apartment to find Mohammed. I got to the upstairs doorway - a kind of doorway without a door to a landing with cracked and abused plaster, the cement floors covered in dust and debris - and he was there. "I'm so sorry, I said. "No problem," he shrugged in classic Mohammed fashion. "No, it's terrible. They were going to leave without you." "It's okay." Again, quintessential Mohammed casual shrug. "They're assholes. I'm so sorry. What should we do now?" I asked, thinking we would make alternate plans for the night out. He smiled in a cute, coy way and blushed as he shrugged his shoulders. I got the hint and smiled and blushed and looked down at my shoes. As I looked back up, he put his arms around my neck - very gently, very shyly - and leaned over to kiss me. It was gentle at first, but as I became more receptive, he got bolder. At one point, I gave a little whimper while he was kissing me and lips still on mine, he smiled and repeated my whimper mockingly. In this torrent of polite and demure passion, the boldest I could force myself to be was to press a hand to his chest. His hands never ventured beyond the back of my neck.

I had a dream that we were at my boyfriend s house with his family and his ex girlfriend was there he was cooking in the kitchen she was helping him he was dating both of us at the same time i just sat there very unhappy and angry she kept mocking me and then she finally went upstairs to his room she said she would meet him up there and i told him i was leaving we needed to talk soon tho he said about what and i said i couldn't do this anymore i can't date him and his ex girlfriend and i felt so heartbroken

I AK at a hospital with my son. My ex husband is there. He sends a group of men to kidnap our son. Baha runs away. I get mad. I begin following the would be kidnappers. I find a room with two kidnappers. One smiles at me. I am so aggressive and confident he finds it sexy and kisses me. I try to pull away. He holds me tight. I can't get away. He tries to put his tongue in my mouth. I want to let him. But our teeth are in the way. Finally his tongue is in my mouth and I'm rather enjoying it but because of the circumstances, I pull away. I leave the room. I need to confront my ex. My dad has Baha. They are trying to get me home. In the parking lot with my dad and uncle they want me to leave without confronting my ex. My dad keeps trying to take a gift back. I resist, claiming I don't have it. I rush back into the hispital and go to the front desk. I'm in line with my mother. I see familiar looking patients. I tell them I need to know what room ky son is in. They acknowledge me. And they give me a hospital bracelet with my sons name. I run upstairs with a fury. I see my ex husband in a classroom teaching kids with his mom. He looks like a Muslim. I call him out and his mother, my ex mother in law tries to advice him against it. But he comes out. I unleash my fury on him. He begins to cry and appears genuine about the sadness. Then the main kidnapper sits next to him. He is smiling. I get so mad that I explode. My ex laughs, I bought into him again. The othee kidnappers show up. They are all friends of his. In ky rage I make a cheeky comment. I wait its not the first time your stuoid friends tried to shove something down my throat.

Walking down a street walking my dog when I hear a lion roar look around and see children playing the lion is stalking towards them licking his lips I slowly make my way over to the children with my dog and tell them to come with me and go towards a house with a black door with big glass windows. The door was open so I shepherd the children in keeping them behind me still holding my dog on her lead. As I get the children inside the lion gets to the door and stares as me but doesn't attack. I feel calm, the lion seems calm I don't feel frightened of the lion or that the lion will attack me. I shut the door and go upstairs with the children. I hear a woman crying and screaming in the street I look out of the window and one of the children shouts out that it's his mum, he tries to tell her he is safe and to get inside. A man comes out and drags her inside. I phone the police for help they don't believe me, then the lion roars again, I can't see him but he doesn't attack anyone.

I was watching a video on the computer with two other friends on a mentally insane serieral killer who was professing unrelenting desire to kill me saying that he would never stop until i was dead. Once the video ended one of the friends, Britney, ran up the stair out of fear causing me and my other friend shelby to also run for upstairs.On the way up the stairs there was a huge rat sized cockroach which Shelby picked up to show me the mega roach. It then wiggled free and chased us at a very high speed around the house.

I was sleeping on my couch and someone came in through the front window and i panicked and my cousin came in from her apartment upstairs and started sreaming for her husband to come down someone was in the house. the entire time this was going on myself in my dream noticed that i was still asleep on the couch. no one else saw me there but my dream self looked at myself while i was sleeping and i knew i was dreaming the entire time. i opened my eyes and was watching and would close and open then again and be alone trying to wake myself up. right before this person tried to kill me in my dream a hand reached out for me. i woke up right before i touched the hand in a panic on my couch where myself in my dream had seeen me.

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