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I was at my friends house and one of her friends were talking to this boy I was sort of talking to and her mom came and beat the crap outta her for beating up someone else and I was at someone's house he was my sat teacher in the dream I'v never seen him in real life at all and I was in a wheelchair and he was all the way at the other end of the drive way and started shooting me he shot me several times but it didn't hurt and I seen that boy that I was talking to and he was waking up the street with his friends and they were behind a marching band and he was crying cause someone died but I don't know who died and I came over and have him a hug

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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.

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My old friend wanted me to go on vacation with her to this cool house. It wasn't HUGE but It was pretty average sized, but the street was right out front, there was like no lawn or anything. Just street. We were sitting outside the house when I just randomly decided to go into the house, and found myself in this kind of dining room (where the front door was). In the dining room, this lady came over and told me "Coffee isn't allowed" referring to the coffee machine infront of me, so I was like, alright, and walked away. As I walked away, I ran into this guy who was a little older than me, or just really taller than me, with kinda like pin straight blonde hair that was sort of flippy. We just kind of said hi and exchanged names, then we both walked into this elevator along with some other people. Which was weird, because the house didn't look big enough to even hold an elevator. It was fine for a few seconds, but all of a sudden the lights started flickering and all of the pictures in the elevator fell down and broke on the ground and eventually the light just went out. I screamed obviously, and found myself holding on to the guy who apparently was named Justin (I dont know anyone named Justin so this was weird) but anyway I was holding on to him for dear life and said, "I just met you and I'm sorry but holy ******* god I'm scared." Then the elevator doors opened, and everyone else just walked out like nothing happened, so we both just did the same and walked right out. Now we were in this room with no furniture in it, but a lot of doorways surrounding it. One door was open, and out of the corner of my eye I saw something white blur around. When I turned, nothing was there. But when I looked back, a little girl who looked about 3 with really short red hair and a pink dress holding a teddy bear stood infront of us. She smiled and said something, but I forgot what she said. For some reason after everything weird happening, I got really worried and said, "We need to get out of here." Justin gave me a weird glance and then two more people showed up. One was fat and one was small, I'm guessing a brother and sister, but they showed up and gave us worried looks. The bigger girl spoke up, "You can always use the front door..." I laughed at myself. "Yeah." I said silently. Then, Justin looked worried again. "Wait, wait. I'll go out first, okay?" Everyone was silent, so he just nodded to himself and walked out the front door onto the street. The front door was glass, so we could see through it. When he walked out, two guys grabbed him and shoved him on the ground then burned him alive. No one reacted, we all just stood there. Then the dream changed, sort of to like a flashback, and it was Justin and the Coffee Lady fighting over this black dog. "Don't touch her!" Justin yelled, and the lady fighting back more, but then giving up and dropping the dog, walking away angrily. "I'll be back." She whispered. Then, the flashback ended. The little redhead girl walked up to me again. She started telling me about another boy, one that was "looking out for me" but he "refuses to show himself." For some reason, I knew exactly who she was talking about and started crying, and fell against the wall. I don't know the person she was talking about, but apparently in my dream I did really well. I can't pronounce his name, or type it, it was weird kind of name I'm guessing another language, but I kept screaming his name over and over while sobbing against the wall, then this older lady with her hair in a bun and a green dress walked by, smiling and mouthing "Soon" then I woke up.

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