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I dreamt that Nishad and I were living together and it did not work out. It was the last day in my basement apartment and I was trying to pack up my belongings so I could move out on time. I asked Nishad if she could help me and she made a nasty comment and said no. She was constantly checking her cell phone while I was looking at everything I still had to pack. I noticed all the books I had to pack and they were not mine. The books were my mother's who had passed away 20 years ago. The dream then changed and I was walking up the stairs of my childhood home and I noticed out my front window that there was a white pick-up truck parked on my driveway. They were staking out the house. Three known enemies were in the truck at all times but the enemies kept changing. I called the police to ask for help and they arrested all of the family members for stalking and menacing. I then noticed a large black car driving down the street and stoped in the middle of the road right in front of the house. A black man in a red track suit got out of the car and came looking for me. I went to hide but his girlfriend found me. I pretended to faint and he came up to me and picked me up. I pretended I didn't know what he was there for and then I woke up. The dream ended.

I dreamt that I was staying in a house with a male friend and some others I didn't know too well. I felt slightly romantically inclined towards my friend. Then, a girl I know he likes in real life turned up at the door in tears (she also saw me looking dressed up in the background - I felt embarrassed and guilty). She stormed off and went into a house nearby. I told my friend to follow her and console her. He did. I then went to bed but began to be harassed by another guy I didn't really know, for sex. I tried to get away from him but he chased me. He tried locking the doors and I went to use the phone to call my friend but didn't know his number by heart, and the bad guy disconnected the phone quickly. I tried to escape or get my friend. I managed to get out the back door and tried running to the other house my friend was in to call him but I got lost and the guy was still chasing me. I ended up in a big city that was a mixture of London and the town I grew up in - I went looking for the house I spent my early childhood in, but then realised my coat, with my bus ticket and wallet was left at the original house. Feeling completely lost and hopeless, I then woke up.

I was dating the boy I like and he took me to meet his mom. She openly disliked me and he did not stick up for me. then the three of us were in my childhood home, in my room, and I had to find a new outfit so I was changing. I sent my boyfriend out of the room because we've never been intimate but his mom stayed in the room. I stripped down to a bra and tights and then he comes barging in the room and flirts with me while I'm trying to cover up. then his mom kicks him out again because I'm distraught. then once I'm dressed I find a picture of my boyfriend and his parents from his childhood and hang it up on the wall and his mom begins to approve of me

I was at my childhood church, i looked towards the tree line and saw a car crashed into a tree, a woman got out and poured a liquid inside the car and set it on fire. I asked what she was doing. When i went to go put the fire out, she stopped me and said, "I can't let you do that, someone is paying for what they did. I looked again, and saw someone it looked like a child in the car that was burning. The woman and I fought, but i couldn't get close enough to help. I ran up to my family members and begged them to call 911, but no one believed me. No one would help, they told me that I was crazy. I woke up in a cold sweat...

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