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I keep having the same dreams over and over! In my dream i become aware that many people, family, and friends are standing around something and they are crying and whispering.I suddenly realize im in a church. And no one will talk to me and tell me what is going on. So i make my way through the crowd and i cant believe what i am seeing! It is my little sister lying in a coffin DEAD!! And my emotions are so real, it scares me. it feels so real. My heart sinks to the bottom of my chest, i am crying inconsolably, im pacing back and forth between the people. still no one is talking to me. i still dont know how she died pr anything! So i go back to her coffin and force myself to look at her then i tell myself this isnt happening and start screaming at the top of my lungs, that is not my sister, go ahead and look for yourselves, she is not dead, she is not dead!

I am watching a scary movie with my son and a very old woman who i think is the owner of the house we are in. We turn it off at a certain point each time where there is a ghost of a young girl in a very dark doorway with a very old door, she is wearing a victorian style white gown. The old lady then stars showing us around the house its dark and old. She goes into one of the rooms before us and goes silent. My son seems worried for her, then she comes out of the dark bedroom, stares at us then drops to the floor into the foetal position staring at the floor humming in a horrible continuous tone. Somehow i feel that i need to get out of the building before she stops making that noise else there will be trouble. So i'm hurrying down the stairs getting my sons coat and shoes on and when we get down the stairs and too the front door we run out of it slamming the door but something gets caught and i hear creaking behind it so i let go of my son and tell him not to move. i open the door trying to move whats in the way i manage it and shut the door, but its as if i am kneeling right to the floor because the door handle's high up and my two year old son is taller than me. i breather a breath of relief then turn around and its a normal sunny hot day everything seems fine, my son and i walk down the road over a roundabout then down another road which at one side has a set of three high rise flats and a play area in front of them, this area is like a mix of my current town, Wick, Caithness, Scotland and Walsall, England. I decide my son can have a go on the swings but as we go up to them my son starts pointing at the second from the top flat on the right hand side worried saying mummy is a sad and scared way, then my vision zooms in on the balcony of the flat and there are two or three men in high visibility vests facing towards the flat, they are all bald. Again i feel worried and scared as if were in danger and pick my son up and run from there, then i call my husband and start explaining what happened and that i'm really scared and he panics and says 'tell me where you are, were leaving we need to get out of here, i'm coming to get you'. then i wake up.

I was in a baskeball court with lots of friends. We just finished performing something I think, because we were all sweaty. My friends were all in red and I just remembered that I have to change clothes. When I got changed I went to the parking lot infront of the court to put my stuff inside the car. I went to the basketball court again and stood behind the basketball ring. Near me, in a stone bench, a guy was drawing something. I couldn't tell because it was kind of blurry. The guy was average but I couldn't see his face. It was very blurry, like a bad camera shot. But what I could tell was he had a warm smile. The guy then extended his hand to me and lifted me up. and I could tell he was taking me somewhere, somewhere I am familiar with but do not know. It was an abandoned building near the court and there was a sofa there and we sat on it.Just the two of us. The guard of the building didn't even mind us, like we were never there. Some of my frinds were there and they were having fun with the elevator. It was weird because it was like the guy beside me knew them. It was also weird at the fact that my friends were too happy. Then one of my guy friends went inside the elevator for fun.Then it closed. I got goosebumps when I saw a sign that it was out of order. I asked the guy "Hey, the sign says that the elevator was out of order. Did you know that in the first place?" the guy just kept on smiling and ignoring me. Just then my guy friend got out from the elevator and started looking ang acting creepy because my othedr friends are screaming but they couldn't find a way out. I yelled at the guy. "Can you please help them?!?! They are my friends!!!" I couldn't do anything because they can't even see or feel me. The guy continued to smile,this time at me. The smile that made my heart skip a beat was the smile i came to despise the most.

I dreamt I was wearing pink jogging pants and a pink shirt with a dark blue cap and asking my parents, "Do I really need to go to Indonesia?" My parents answered "Of course.As you can see, we have no money." I was kind of irritated because as they were saying this they were wrestling with my two sisters, in a playful way. The second reason I was irritated is because I'm the only one who works for the family and my job is somewhat illegal. I felt it while I was having the dream. Like I was anxious or something like that. What does my dream mean?

Me, my boyfriend and his son were driving in my car. My boyfriend directed me to this neighborhood. We got to this apartment complex and got out the car. As we started walking towards the apartments i noticed my boyfriend s car was outside. Then i saw a man on the driver side of his car and it seemed as if he was admiring the car. He kept saying "Oooh look at this car, man look at this car." He was rubbing the car and suddenly he started pushing down on the window and then he started tugging on the door. I turned to my boyfriend to see his reaction towards this but he didn't really have one. So i started to speak up " Hey! HEY!! What are you doing?" I started approaching him and he started to move around the car to avoid me. It turns out this guy was a crackhead. After this we went inside the apartment and met his family, to my surprise. When we came in i scoped the scene for a seat, and chose to sit across the room in a chair instead of the couch. My boyfriend then turned to me and infront of everybody and said "Why are you sitting all the way over there, you're acting like you dont want to be here." Then i turned to him and said "Why can't i sit in this chair!? And if i didn't want to be here i would have never came in." I started to get real hot and embarressed which made me mad. So i decided to sit closer to them on the couch. One of his family members walked over to me and handed me a paper and asked me if i might be interested. i looked at the paper and it had a picture of a lady modeling, along with a article. He the began to hand me another paper but another lady in the room said "Wait, don't give her that one yet." But i had already recieved the paper. On it was a picture of a man with his private out. I began to laugh and said what is this. i assumed that they wanted me to do some kind of playboy or something. In this part of my dream i went outside and saw a man in my car with my purse on the ground. I yelled at him and told him that was my car. He slowly started driving forward and tried to make a U turn. I ran to the car opened the passenger door and hopped in. I started to notice that hey this wasn't my car after all. But the man didn't stop he kept driving. Somehow we ended up talking. We rode and talked for a while and the we went back to the apartment. He came in with me, but i had forgot what door my boyfriend and his family was in. I tried 3 doors. And i literally just opened the door, only to find that none of these people were him or his family. Somehow i ended up in a room with him. Me and my boyfriend were sitting on the couch and the man who i thought was stealing my car was on the floor. He began rubbing on my leg. I pulled my leg away, and couldn't help but think if i was not in a relationship i would be interested in this man. Then the dream ended.

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