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I was trapped alone in this gigantic building that actually looked like a big high school and there weren't any exits and for some odd reason there were, between the hallways play structures and ball pits like in a playplace type of deal and it was completely dark and dead silent and I tried to get out every night I tried to find people every night but I couldn't I ended up spending every night just going around the place in circles, crying or looking for a way out afraid of what was lurking in the dark corners

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I was hiding in a house, and I was being searched for by a group of children. The children were all people that I knew from grade school. They were finding me so they could kill me. They didn't really want to kill me, and any time I ran into one of them I would ask them why they were trying to kill me and try to convince them not to. Then I was in the first floor of the house with all the children surrounding me, and I found out that the people who told all these children to murder me was a close friend and some man I don't know. I asked her why she wanted to kill me and she said, "Why not? What else are we going to do?" and did not care about my distress at all. I tried to convince them that there was no purpose to what they were doing, but they didn't listen.

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Riding a bike or motorcycle with my husband. We stop for a game of poker. My husband sits on the side not playing and a co-worker sits to my left playing with me. We are in a rather large group and I catch the dealer cheating and request to stop playing. I am told NO and cannot stop playing until the end. My co-worker wins a hand and 1/2 the group got up. I thought they were going to get something to drink or use the bathroom. Quite a time later a mormon family sits down and explains the others have left the game and they are the new players. I find the mother of the group and explain I cannot play and asked to be removed from the previous game. My husband and I ride off on the bike or motorcycle.

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I dreamed I witnessed or caused the death of a boy. He fell off a ledge several stories onto a platform below, outside the city gates. There was a funeral for him outside the gates, but the atmosphere was lighthearted and happy. I walked to the edge of the platform where he had fallen, passing people, hearing them talking behind me. When I turned around, the noise suddenly stopped and the people were gone. I ran to the gate that had been opened to find it closed. I tripped over a bottle of painkiller that had not been there before, the same painkiller we used to withhold from the boy who died. I felt a cold presence approaching as I banged on the door and screamed. I heard him laughing.

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I was in an abandoned building with Mohammed Alsharif and this couple (whom I don't actually know but I seemed to know in the dream). The four of us were going to go somewhere and I ended up outside in the car (a yellow convertible) with the couple. The guy was driving and he started to drive off without Mohammed. I protested and the guy said something to the effect of 'screw him' and then said, 'He shouldn't lag behind.' I got highly offended and demanded we go back. The guy refused; I argued; he refused. So, I told him to let me out. He woudn't. So, we argued about that until I told him this was kidnapping and got my phone out to call the police. I was deposited on a dark, rain-slicked skid row street. It was very dark and I started to walk back to the apartment to find Mohammed. I got to the upstairs doorway - a kind of doorway without a door to a landing with cracked and abused plaster, the cement floors covered in dust and debris - and he was there. "I'm so sorry, I said. "No problem," he shrugged in classic Mohammed fashion. "No, it's terrible. They were going to leave without you." "It's okay." Again, quintessential Mohammed casual shrug. "They're assholes. I'm so sorry. What should we do now?" I asked, thinking we would make alternate plans for the night out. He smiled in a cute, coy way and blushed as he shrugged his shoulders. I got the hint and smiled and blushed and looked down at my shoes. As I looked back up, he put his arms around my neck - very gently, very shyly - and leaned over to kiss me. It was gentle at first, but as I became more receptive, he got bolder. At one point, I gave a little whimper while he was kissing me and lips still on mine, he smiled and repeated my whimper mockingly. In this torrent of polite and demure passion, the boldest I could force myself to be was to press a hand to his chest. His hands never ventured beyond the back of my neck.

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