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So I had another dream. Obviously it was about him. I was at his house. It was a different house though. One with a million other rooms. I spent the night in his room while he wasn't there. And when he came I was being playful and I ended up on top of him. Then things got hot and heavy so I decided to lock the door in case someone comes in. And then when we were just about to get it on, his little sis she was like four years old, knocks on the door so he opens it. Takes her in his arms and plays with her. We didn't end up doing it. But before I even went to his room to see him. I was looking for it. I couldn't remember which room it was.i kept opening doors thinking it was his but they weren't. Then, I came to a door that I was sure lead to his room so I opened it. The person blocked the door from fully opening. And then he opened it. It wasn't him. It was this ugly chubby white guy. And then I went into the room and he was talking and all of a sudden he grabs me and tries to rape me. I scream for help and since I was near the door I tried opening it. Luckily, someone was with me t was up. I tried the whole time following me around. And she stood at the door and then she helped me get away. Once I got away I quickly ran and ended up at the door of his room. I remembered that it was this door that lead to his room. So, I opened it and he was there lying on the bed someone else was there. But they were irrelevant ATM. And I hugged him and he was happy also but I could tell he was wondering what was up. I was trying my best not to let him know what happened. And I kept hugging him and he held. And then I ended up looking at him and tears just came rolling down my eyes. And I buried my face in his neck and told him everything. He comforted me. And we ended up in the first half of this note.

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I don’t know when this is but for some reason, it is in Chicago or Los Angeles I meet an alien who the size of a toddler. He states that he and comrades come in peace and hope to stay on Earth. People approve and people disapprove, others are just frightening. The aliens are nice enough to introduce advanced technology. The doctors take it an advantage. I use it on my grandma with my own discount they give me and she is given a whole new body. But it’s sadly a Russian model, who is loved by many. My grandma is 65 but is in the body of a 25-year-old. There are even a store and school dedicated to her. I’m with these group of people: Jason, Clare, and two other people I don’t know. I actually become the watcher at this point The aliens confess that they have refuged from a darker source. Sadly, the Russian model is involved. The world turns its back on the aliens and separates them in reservations. This makes me sad because the alien who I got to know had become my best friend. The group of people actually help me find out how to make humans believe they are no better than the violent aliens they think they see. The entire world is in fire and rage, almost like an abandoned city in the Walking Dead Our plan was to try to show the advance technology the doctors believe to take advantage of was good to do. Jason, giving the fact he said he was studying to be a surgeon, puts his blood in and makes beautiful but vicious plants. But our plan backfires a bit because the Russian model is a bounty hunter. We leave Jason with the experiments to find out that the darker force is coming, in large black glowing ships, the world panics as the ships just stand there, while that happens, Jason is murdered by the Russian model by drowning in the water and being eaten by the plants. His blood and his body fill the tank as the plants suddenly die. We come back to find him like this and I state that it’s the Russian model and I state I will be the one to kill her because her technique of killing is at closing time, she walks casually out while another rush out and she shoots a tranquilizer with pink liquid at her victim. The Russian model knows what I plan to do so she casually just goes with the process I say. At closing time, the model is ready to leave while I casually walk in front of her. She shoots it but I turn my back, catching it. The model runs to me and pins me down, trying to put the tranquilizer on me, but I reverse her hold and inject her with the pink liquid and push back in the purple dark aura that appears to return herself to a nicer but dizzy state. We help her out and turns out my alien friend is there because he could sense me. We go back to the clinic with Jason covered. We look at the purple aura and try to use the system to try to find out what made her calm and “normal.” We find that the pink liquid was meant for the model because she had been given nanobots to made her that way. It only killed others because they were aliens. The purple liquid, however, that was inhaled, was the negativity that was in her. So, we all decided to take liquids that the doctors had tinkered with and take them back to the aliens We come outside when it turns out the reporter states how we will be arrested for taking doctors’ equipment and trying to go to the reservation. But we say, “so?”. I hide the alien friend in the bathroom and keep watch as the reporter gets upset and grabs a heavy hammer that she thinks she can carry. Behind her are other reporters, they all get upset at one another and apparently beat each other to death. In the end of my dream, it’s stuck at the point where all reporters are dead.

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I am a very intense dreamer, I can have epic movie type of dreams, most I sort of remember but not in any great detail. But sometimes I have a dream that wont let go and I can remember specific details about the dream, the following is one of those dreams; I could not find my pick up truck, I was certain that I had parked it in my work place parking area, but I could not find it. Then I noticed that I did not have on any shoes and was walking around bare foot. I distinctly remember thinking I should be wearing a pair of gray comfortable tennis shoe that I have. My thoughts then wander back to where could my pick up be. Then I'm sitting at a picnic table talking on the phone. I am supposed to be helping manage a busy restaurant but I'm pre occupied with the phone conversation. When I get done with the phone call I go back into the restaurant kitchen area to help but, everyone is just finishing up and putting everything away. No one is upset with me not being there "managing them " like I was supposed to do. Ok, that's pretty much it. What could it mean.

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I was walking around Neverland, but it was a town, and it had houses and banks and stuff. All the lost boys were gone, but I some how knew pan and I missed him so I wanted to try and find him. I couldn't find him as we walked around a naborhood with my family (mom, brother, aunt, all four cousins) and I heard my mom whispering to my aunt talking about how there was said to be a powerful being trapped in one of the houses. I saw the biggest house and remembered something-I don't know what I remembered- and I rushed towards it. I opened the door and ran to the living room which was the center of the house and look around trying to find a hidden jail cell or something. I look close to the front of the room and there's a ledge with what looks to be a door. I ran to it and tried to open it, but then I heard my mom yelling not to go see him. I kept trying to get it open then I saw a twisty switch- you know the ones that you use for a hose- and I twisted it. I stepped back expecting pan to appear, but he didn't. I walked closer and breathed in the gas that was released and I fell to the ground unconscious. Everything goes black then little by little my vision comes back, but I'm not where I used to be. I stand up and look around then pan appears. And I run up and try to hug him, but he steps back making me realize he's till mist and not really there even though he is. He told me that I shouldn't had come because my mom will get me in trouble, and how he wasn't worth it. I denied it all and we just sat and talk for hours, but when the gas wore off a bright white flash covered my eyes and I ameditaly back on the floor of the house, not understanding what had just happened, and why I wasn't talk to pan anymore. I run back to my house seeing as it was late outside. My dad was home and asked where I was, and I said i was out with a friend and he let me go to bed. The next day I wake up around noon, and jump out of bed all ready for the day. I rush downstairs and storm through the door eager to see pan again. I run through our yard and cut straight the middle of "town" to get to his house. I run up his yard and rush into his house. Slide into my knees and turn the switch. Still on the ground I take a deep breath and loss consciousness again. We talk for every again and I wake up the same way. I flop onto my back think about how much trouble I'm going to be in, then I stand up walk out and lock the door so no one can hurt the gas thingy. The rest of the day I run through the woods with my cousins and mom and aunt. Around linner time my family walks around the neighborhood and I ask to stop and look at the house that pan "lives" in they let me and tease me for likening a monster like pan. I shake my head shyly and walk in through the back door-through the door next to the garage. I repeat the process as before, but this time while I'm talking to pan I her my moms voice saying. "I'm going to set this[an alarm clock] up so she will wake up and never be able to go see HIM again."

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For the past 2 day's I've had similar dreams. They are both different, but the same thing happens in some shape or form. In the first dream, I was with a choir. It was a big day for us. A big performance was coming. Before the performance, though, we had to sing while someone took pictures. I remember my picture being awful, my mouth was open way too much. All most in an unnatural way. And then we individually sang a song. But I didn't know mine. It was for a grade, so I would have to take it again sometime. Then I was on a roof. Kind of a balcony on the roof. A tall glass building. I'm guessing about 10 stories up. And a girl said it was time to retake it. She had a camera. For some reason, I didn't think I was supposed to sing that song, which I didn't know. And I remember a song in my head. In reality I've never heard of it. It was completely new and it sounded like it could be an extremely popular song. It was a pop song. And the lyrics were really good. I was going to sing the song, but then I suddenly forgot it. And I instead sang Sweet Escape. The girl interupted and told me I wasn't singing the right song. I remember in the dream feeling constant embarrassment. There was a lot more in the dream, that right now I can't quite recall, but that is all in the dream about the choir. In the second dream, I was back in time. I was, I'm guessing, around the 1930's. In reality I'm 15 years old. But for some reason in this time setting my mom was younger. I can't recall how younger. Anyways, I was in a school. I had gym. And I remember being rather unpopular... but that doesn't matter. Later on, I had a big choir performance. On stage, big crowd, lights out, everything was about to start. I was on the top row. There were only four other girls there with me. We were all on the left side. All the other rows were crowded, but there was a clearing in the middle. We were singing Ring Christmas Bells. For some reason, my voice was awful. I sang quietly because of it. It was out of tone and scratchy. At some point the girls and I on the top row were going to do a little routine. I didn't know about it, but I went along with it. I went on the other side. Me and one of the other girls were supposed to spin around each other. From this point imagine the stage from a side angle. The rows of the stage horizontal. She thought was supposed to go right and me left. But for some reason I knew I was supposed to go right. I was determined to stay on the right side. She kept on giving my a funny look. Obviously signaling for me to go to the other side. I didn't. We briefly bumped into each other before she went on the other side. At some point in the song, the choir was supposed to be quiet. I didn't know and continued singing the song. Rather quietly, still. But people heard and gave my funny looks. I stopped, embarrassed. Somehow, I managed to get in the row below. I noticed because when I looked up, I couldn't see the audience. The row below had lots of tall boys that I couldn't possibly see over. Nor could anyone see me. I was the only one at this row. I liked that the audience couldn't see me anymore, then I couldn't embarrass myself anymore. Now go back to viewing the stage vertically. I was still on the left side of the stage. On the right side, a row below me began a group of African Americans. They continued for another few rows. One of them was signaling at me. Trying to tell me to come to her, that she had something important to say to me. I knew her. I reality, I knew her from 6th grade. I was in a different school then. We weren't really close, I don't even remember her name. We were classmates. But in the dream she was a random girl. I didn't want to go to her though. I liked where I was, where no one could see me. Plus it was still in the middle of the performance. I didn't want to draw any more attention to myself. And to get to her I would have to jump over a chair in the middle clearing. Yeah, there were chairs there, like the ones at movie theaters. And once I got to her the people would easily see me. There weren't any tall people in the row below her. I changed my mind, however, when a really tall African American girl sat in the chair in front of the one I was supposed to go to. I then went to her. At least once I got there no one would see me. From there the dream was a blur. I don't remember what she told me. Also, since my first big mistake in the performance, especially the little routine I messed up with the girl, our choir teacher would beat me. Like how teachers did to students back then. Even though I didn't see the teacher, I know what she looks like. I've never seen her in reality. She was an old, skinny, wrinkly lady. Her gray hair is back in a tight bun. She wore an old victorian black dress. Long sleeve and turtleneck. And she carried a teachers stick. The ones they used to hit children back then. And I just knew she was glaring wholes through at me backstage throughout the performance. There was a lot more in this dream too, but this is everything about the choir. In reality I do have choir. But I sing good and never had a bad experience with it. All the choir teachers I've had were real nice. I think these dreams have a more intense, abstract meaning behind them. Any dream experts out there? Please help.

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I'm hungry so I walk to get fast food. When there I get stopped by a crooked cop and his associates. They think I'm their dealer. I get roped into going to get food with them. we do drugs/pot. The cop passes out and his friends want food to. So they decide to stop at some mutual redneck guys house. I order Nepalese food with the cops credit card. End up ordering for an entire household, but not for my self. Every time I try and find the menu its not it. There was a porn mag, a stylised clipboard and a racist joke made to look like menus. We end up waiting for ever for the food. The cop wakes up a leaves several times to smoke pot with his friends. The supposed food comes but the lady drops off a llama, its trainer and thanks me for my big heart. Then we wait some more and I start getting greeted by random circus/carny people that think I'm their new boss and we never got food.

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Can you please translate my dream/nightmare? Please... I really need to know. I'm scared So here is my dream... I dream that... our family was walking in the middle of the night around in the streets then i had this bad feeling, while walking my grandfather said that the place where we are currently passing is known to be hunted but my twin sister and I didnt really paid much attention so we just play and fool around the streets. Cars started running down the streets fast I dont really know where it came from! My twin sister and I can't pass the streets so I hid down but my twin sister was eager so she ran off leaving me behind and I dont wanna be alone in there so i followed what she did,after that me and my sis smiled under a big tree...we were going home my mom,me and older sis... my twin sister and grandfather went home first so i was expecting my twin sister will wait for me at our room to chitchat but she didn't; instead she was at the living sitting in the floor slouching, she starred at me like she was angry but she isn't! She was possesed by something evil...She Grabbed a scissor so I ran off cuz Im really scared then my twin sister who is possesed was grinning; luckily, I found a knife and a scissor! Still...I cant kill my twin... She slit down my throat using her scissors and said "Do you really think I'm joking? F---! Your Dead!" Blood everywhere My mom was crying so as my older sister but my twin is still possesed, My eyes were closing and the onlything that Im thinking is people who needs to be happy---That is the end of my dream.I can remember each details because I just had it and Right now its 3 in the morning. I waked up cuz of my dream...to tell you I'm really scared of sharp things and I'm also afraid of Evil Possesions :( I wish you can translate my dream/nightmare. Thankyou

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I'm at my mum's house and a girl(whose face I didn't bother to notice) was with me and we went back into the woods behind the house. We enter an old dilapidated mansion that, in my dream, I recognized from a previous dream. We are looking for something and come across these ghost children, whom beckon us to follow them. The house seemed familiar that I had dreamed about it before, except that they showed me a passage that I realized I hadn't noticed before. We enter the passage and it looks like concrete and the cylinder poles that you see in school hallways, and there are stairs going up and down. The children beckon us down and we go down the stairs into this large room that has debris from the ceiling everywhere. There is a very tall man sleeping on a chair with his feet perched on an ottoman. I realize that if he wakes I am unprepared to fight him. The girl and I run and he wakes. I hear him starting to follow us. Then we find ourselves back in my mum's house. Then, we decide to go back to the mansion, this time there is no man. But we come across three people. One man in a blue uniform, one man in a green uniform and a lady in a beige dress, curled short hair and a hat. I assumed in my dreAm they were from some war. They were looking for a treasure. In my dream I knew what treasure they were looking for because in a previous dream I remember where someone had it hidden. They didn't like our presence. They started shooting at us and we ran into a nearby trench before heading to my mum's house. I had a feeling I knew what they wanted and we (the girl and I) went back. They caught us and becAme friendly, I realized they were ghosts, so I I had the girl I was with take pictures of me with them, becAuse I knew no one would believe me. In the first picture she took, no one was there. Obviously, I thought, in dream because they're ghosts. Then the second picture had the man in the blue uniform with his arm around me and the man in the green uniform and the lady in the beige dress behind me. We then are in a different room. A dilapidated room with a bed and a dresser. I asked them, if they wanted to record a message to to their families? BecAuse I knew they were ghosts and I could find their families and play it for them. The lady declined and the man in the green uniform said "No, I will see them when they reach the other side". The man in the blue said yes. He said He had a message and wanted his family to know. While this was happening I was thinking, in dream, of the treasure they were searching for. Then I awoke

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