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A) My dream started off with a phone call that something had happened to my dad. It was just me and my brother at home when we got the call and my mom had her car and she was heading to the hospital. I didn’t have my license but my brother and I had to get to the hospital so I took the keys for the extra car and my brother and I got in. The car drove itself so I went into the front seat because we were about to crash when I saw my mom. We past a whole bunch of cops but they didn’t notice didn’t have my license. I got really nervous and tried to turn the car around but the roads were slippery and the car just turned in circles. I couldn’t control the car.

So in the actual world I had been talking with this guy I had never met over social media, anyways in the dream I went to yorkton to meet this guys and he's a Ukrainian dancer so I went to his studio and they all danced for me and then my friend and I were going to do our hip hop routine for them but then my friend kept logging into games and stuff instead of just playing our song and I started yelling at her and she just wasn't listening and then I finally yelled at her one more time and then I realized I was scaring the other dancers and I was apologizing and stuff but they all went running out and then I got really mad at my friend because I couldn't meet the guy. And then we went outside and this little boy walked up to me and said that my face was pretty. Then my friend went home to warman and I went to my grandparents house in duck lake and there was this weird guy there that studies skin and so he wanted to take some of our skin home and the adults wouldn't let him but then he was about to stab me in the chest with a knife but then my mom woke me up

Two of my dogs had died. one of my dogs was bleeding under her poor and it wouldn't stop bleeding, she was going to die. I tried to stop the bleeding of my dogs paw to stop her from dying but it didn't work. I was sitting at my window feeling guilty for the death of my dogs, regretting doing something. also my dad was disappointed in me but I don't know why because I didn't do it, I don't think I did it. suddenly a women comes over and she kind of looks like an older version of me but wearing designer clothes and being all pretty. I don't even know this lady I have never seen her before in my life, she starts bragging about a designer purse she has. then I just went crazy, I had turned into a psychopath and then picked up a garden fork screaming ready to stab her, weirdly she did the exacted same thing, she went to go stab me but I got her first. I wasn't me anymore

First I was helping some man pick something out for his wife. Then me and my two sons were walking around a festival. A group started to do their routine and my oldest son ran into the street and began to do the routine. All by himself. Then it jumped to the hospital. I was there with someone talking about the wedding. There was someone in their bed. I was concerned the room would be clear for the ceremony. So the lady took me to another location within the hospital. I remember vividly that we walked by the men and women bathroom down the hall around a corner. We walked in a pathway into several rooms and ended up at this auditorium. There were people sitting to the left of the room. They had white coats on. I believe it was doctors and nurses. So I started to walk in but there was a practice of a musical going on. Then I kept saying four funerals but I corrected myself and said four weddings.

When I was younger, I constantly had dreams of being a Arch Angel sent to Earth by God. My task was to do something on Earth but the moment I went to Earth I forgot what I was suppose to do. I couldn't go back unless I did my task. So there I stayed on Earth for the rest of my existence. I lived the life of a human, wearing large coats to hide my wings, stealing food to survive. I looked like I didn't have a bath in a long time. I lived in a hold abandoned home high up in the mountains away from other people. A few years later I was found out by the humans, local media everywhere, scientists captured me, probed me, shoved tubs up inside of me, trimmed my flight feathers so i couldn't fly away, put a tub down my throat as a breathing tube, while I was submerged in a tank full of water as I slept. A month past as my feathers had grown back. Some how I managed to get out of the tank and pull away from all the tubs and needles that they had inside of me. I was naked and didn't have any clothes to wear but I needed to get out of that horrible place that I was in. I managed to get out but they were firing guns at me as I climbed out a window. I flew away as fast as I could. They were still firing there guns at me but I managed to escape. Once I had escaped I found a beautiful realm of some kind. The building was white, bright, with tall pillars. There were beds and cribs everywhere for the children that had passed away. I was standing there in a white dress and gold bracelets on. The kinds were all laughing and smiling, horses running around. It was like paradise, with nothing to worry about. Then all my dreams stopped. Few years later I had the same dream of this paradise world, but it was not the same. Not a sound from the children playing, not a sound from horses, and babies. The only sound that was heard was the wind. Dead, dried up leaves blew in and out of the room in and outside. Dust was collected on everything that I touched. It had been empty for so long. It was dark, miserable, and lonely for so long, it was as if no one ever lived here.

I found myself at my childhood house on my fathers side. I wanted to buy it for sentimental reasons. As I looked at the house form the outside parts of it were falling apart in rubble. there was a bear in one of the rubbled rooms. Later I seen a lion and another zoo animal. I happened to think that the zoo was nearby and some of the animals must have escaped. I went into the house and there were old relics there from our home years ago. Most I didn't recognize but a ceramic jar which was now cracked. I went into the kitchen of the home and a realtor was there. As I was talking to her about trying to fix the home I turned around and my father was there. He still had hair and it was black and he had a neatly groomed beard, which he never wore in life. He looked young and healthy and smiled at me. I turned and hugged my father and cried a little as I was so happy to see him. I turned to the realtor and whispered to her; "you don't understand, my dad has been dead for about ten years and I am so happy to see him." I didn't want him to hear as I was afraid if he did hear me, he would have to leave. I looked at the realtor and asked her if the city was giving out any money to help fix dilapidated buildings and she said no, but I could have it for the back taxes.

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