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More than once, I get into my car and an elderly man gets in the backseat. He gives me requests as if I am a taxi, “Grocery store, please” or “Home, thanks”. I am never afraid of him and he seems to trust me. I seem to have an understanding that he knows I am not a taxi but that he needs my help; it makes me feel good to assist him. He seems kind and wise. At one point, I am driving a car and pulling a motorcycle behind me/it. At one point, I pull over and am walking around the outside of the vehicle; aware of the attention the car and motorcycle seem to be attracting (they are lovely and expensive). I get into the car and the old man is now directly beside me and he needs to go to the grocery store. I pull away from the curb but realize I leave the motorcycle behind me. I fret about this and think about backing up; it is not appropriately or legally parked but I realize there is oncoming traffic behind me and I will have to leave it and return to it later. The car has changed to more of a frame of a car; with metal bars giving it shape but otherwise completely exposed to the outside. I seem to be having trouble steering and directing the car; I am not entirely out of control but I feel clumsy with it. I am embarrassed that I do not remember how to get to the store the old man wants to go to and I have to ask him to remind me of the way - - he tells me to make a right at the next light and I do; this seems to trigger my memory and I suddenly realize the direction/store where we are going. At one point, we get out of the car and are in an elevator together – I do not remember if we are going up or down – only that we are on our way to the store.

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?

I woke up in my mom's house in my room with a man standing over me. He was about to kill me and my sister. He was a hit man named "The Nun." I asked what they were paying him to kill me and he said $800 for me and $800 for my sister. I told him I would double the offer if he did not kill us. He said ok. I never paid him yet, but I said I was going to. Before he left I asked who wanted us dead, and he said your mom. I later called my dad crying and told him that mama put a hit out on me and my sister. He said, "And you actually believe that, your mother loves you." I then realized that it was dumb because she did love me, so I told him I was planning on call her and asking. I called my mom and calmly asked why she hired someone to kill us. She said your sister just called screaming and yelling asking the same thing. She said it was not her, that she would not do such a thing like that, and she loved us. I told her I did not know who to believe, I told her, my dad, my sister, and "the Nun" to meet me at my school. We were all going to take a lie detector test. I was the first one there. My head coach and assistant coach were there. My head coaches dad was going to give us the test. Everybody showed up except The Nun, and as soon as I realized he was not there, I woke up.

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