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I was walking on an island, and found a jetpack. I put on the jetpack and a gravitational force threw me into the water. The fish kept getting bigger and bigger, but eventually the force stopped, and i swam back to shore. As soon as i reached shore, the force threw me into the air, then it felt like i was falling forever. I could see the clouds. I landed in the middle of the ocean, the island no where in sight, and huge sharks circled around me. they came closer, and de-limbed me. All of my limbs were torn from my body as i cried out in pain. Then i died, and a red screen appeared and said, "GAME OVER"

Heard voices and felt things touching me but I was aware I was dreaming. Then a doll was following me and then I was falling down a tunnel but I felt like I was falling almost like I was awake. Then I was having sex with someone then my bedroom door flung open and something attacked me. Then went back to the doll and it was sitting behind me, then pulled out a knife and tried to kill me. I was screaming at myself to wake up and then I pinched myself in my dream and I woke up

I was going on a journey; to where I don’t know, and found myself at the airport. Just before I presented myself to the check-in desk I felt an annoying lump on the bridge my nose; slightly to the left hand side... like a plook. So I trudged off to the nearest mirror for a look, and discovered the shocking truth. This was no pimple, zit, spot or suppuration of pus that had grown like a mountain to the surface of my skin. Nor was this a teenage bout of acne waiting to be compressed between my pinched thumb and forefinger, exuding a lava that resembled the contents of a squeezy bottle of mustard. But what was it? I had to look closer..... A miniature flower had taken root and bloomed through the surface of my earthly pore. Like a daisy gently bristling in a grassy meddow, the pollen scented aroma of summer surrounded by silken petals bloomed in colour and vibrancy. I began to pick off the petals one by one only to find hidden under each an angry wasp buzzing with rage and torment, including the Queen who sat under the petal at the top of the flower pointing north at 12 o’clock. For fear of being stung I couldn’t touch anymore and had to leave any future ‘weeding’ until after my flight. As my flight landed I found myself in Windsor and a new job. I was working for another Queen, this time Elisabeth I of Scotland and II of England. My job was to help with the smooth running of the upcoming Royal Wedding of Harry and Meghan. The job didn’t last and I soon found myself unemployed. Handing back in my Royal page-boy type uniform, consisting of plus fours, white tights, buckled shoes and a thrilly laced shirt, I returned to Mexico. Dejected, starving and struggling for cash I decided, upon advice from a friend, to become self-employed and was soon earning a pittance gift wrapping souvenirs purchased by tourists for their loved ones at home. It wasn’t enough though and my meagre earnings barely stretched to buying a plate of taco soup, rice and beans. But In a weird twist of fate my dream morphed into a strange success story – like the American dream I tweaked my business and moved it lock, stock and two smoking barrels to a gay nightclub. I was now offering a naked gift wrapping service and was rolling in the money.

In this dream, it started with Grace, Gina, Sierra and I wearing these red helmets that had clear face shields that came down over our faces and we were wearing black suits. I think to protect us from the wind. We were up high in the air on the wing of a plane over Boston. We jumped off the wing of the plane and we were skydiving but we weren’t falling, we were just hovering next to the plane and we would fly over what looked like the streets of Boston and then we would go back and sit on the wing and then go again and again and again. The wing of the plane was like a break spot from flying. Then we were doing stuff like putting our feet up to the sky and our head to the ground. Throughout the dream it felt like I was falling in my sleep except when we were sitting on the wing of the plane. Then all of the sudden we were on the ground and we ran to a college tour that we were going to be late for if we didn’t run. The street we were running on wasn’t pavement either, it was really nice black tile.

Heard voices and felt things touching me but I was aware I was dreaming. Then a doll was following me and then I was falling down a tunnel but I felt like I was falling almost like I was awake. Then I was having sex with someone then my bedroom door flung open and something attacked me. Then went back to the doll and it was sitting behind me, then pulled out a knife and put it up to my neck. I was screaming at myself to wake up and then I pinched myself in my dream and I woke up

Heard voices and felt things touching me but I was aware I was dreaming. Then a doll was following me and then I was falling down a tunnel but I felt like I was falling almost like I was awake. Then I was having sex with someone then my bedroom door flung open and something attacked me. Then went back to the doll and it was sitting behind me, then pulled out a knife and put it up to my neck. I was screaming at myself to wake up and then I pinched myself in my dream and I woke up

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