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I walked into H’s classroom. I was wearing jeans, and a black sweater with a zip at the top. I walked across the front of the room and then to the back right corner. I thought I saw an open seat near Pig, but as I drew nearer I noticed an article of clothing on that seat. It was taken. I then went over to the back left corner of the room, and there I found a seat. It was near Bottle Cap Guy. I talked to him a bit, but about what I can’t recall. I had a black binder on the floor. Pig sat on that binder. I said timidly, "Pig, you're sitting on my binder. That's not good." I asked her to get off it. She obliged. Later, I left the room and headed down the hall to where the stairs are – the ones that lead down to the woodshop hall. They were much larger than they are in real life, and slightly curved. Pig was coming up those stairs toward me, holding a baby. The baby looked...pristine? Pig didn't pay me much attention as she passed. After Pig, I then had to wait for a class of little kids as they made their way up the middle of the stairs. There was another class waiting to go up, but I set off down the stairs before they started up. As I went down, I saw an old man struggling mightily along the rails to get up the stairs, about 10-15 steps from the top. I debated whether I should help him, and decided he would be fine, so I continued on. There was a teacher at the bottom next to the kids, looking at me strangely. Judging me, perhaps. At the bottom of the stairs, I found myself in a sort of "Dream" Vegas. I had a sunken feeling. I was so far from getting there, and it really sunk in then. I felt depressed as I meandered around this basement casino. I thought of what it would be like to do an interview about poker. "We" was a word I imagined using in the interview...Referring to "we poker players", probably. I thought about speaking strongly rather than timidly – of being a strong character rather than a weak and pathetic one.

I watched comfortably sitting on a rock, tall yellow grass, green shrubs, tall deep rooted and thick trees, as two tiger cubs chased playfully and drew blood from a goat. one cub would run to a hide in the green shrubs and they other, as if tagged in a Big Time wrestling match, would come out from the hidden spot to playfully, yet without remorse, plant its long teeth into the tiny goat. both the cubs were dripping with more blood than the tiny goat could have produced, I thought. I wondered where the mother was unafraid as I watched perched on the rock. I woke up either because I need to evacuate my kidney or because I didn't want to watch the goat killed.

We were at school preparing for the cross country and for some reason there were two teams of students. I was on one with my friend Clare and on the other team were some different friends too. But it was also a race to the cross country place by bicycle for the teams. And there were these weird things with a carriage that had to be pushed or pulled bye some one on the bike. Anyway i was on the bike pushing the carriage and starting to exit high school. I could feel my self falling from the bike because i was holding the carriage with one hand and it was pulling me off of the bike. I somehow managed to not be pulled off of my bike and ended up in front of the carriage. I had sped out the gates and some boys yelled something but i couldn't here what it was. Then i used the breaks. They weren't the best and i stopped and looked around. Clare came up behind me and told me there had been an accident. I rode back a bit then dumped the bike and went to see what was going on. I saw a boy from my year called Jedha M. He was doing this weird stressing out thing. Constantly moving his hat and shaking one leg up and down kinda. His eyes looked like they were tearing up and i didn't know why. I went and talked to him and i found out that Jedha's twin brother had been the one in the accident and had gotten hurt. I then saw Scotty, a teachers aid, put his gloved hand into a puddle of water and when he drew his hand out it hand out it was covered in blood.I then saw Jasper, (the twin from the accident) sitting on a concrete slab with cuts on his face and blood around. Scotty was on one knee in front of him with a scalpel and was digging the cuts with it. Obviously trying to get dirt and infections out. I asked Jedha if they had any gauzes yet and he said no, then i asked him if he wanted to get them. He said yes and we went past Jasper and i asked if he was alright before going to get some gauzes for the wound. We were just heading under a passage way towards the office when Scotty appeared and he was carrying gauzes. His eyes were watering so i asked if he wanted me and Jedha to take them. He nodded and past over the gauzes,scissors and some sort of healing ointment i think. He then walked away with watering eyes. Jedha and I were heading back to where Jasper was when my friend Leon appeared and he looked so sad then when i asked what had happened he told me he thought i hated him because i didn't...... I don't remember what happened next anymore but its not the first time I've had a dream where Jasper and Jedha were in it. Oh and did i mention that it was raining and the school was starting to flood the entire time in this dream?.

The first thing I remember was being at home, getting ready for a dance. I got a dress shirt and suit. My dad drove me to my friend courtney's house, where me and a bunch of friends were meeting before the dance. I was inside, and I realized I had forgotten my tie. I asked my friend Thomas if he could drive me home so I could grab it. Courtney's dad told me not to bother, its not important. But I was self conscious so I still wanted to go home and grab my tie. Somebody asked me why I was here. Courtney must have heard, so she read the invitation letter out loud. It was a list of around fifteen people who had been invited, and at the end it said "and Andrew if he wants to come" (my name is Andrew) than she gave me a nervous smile, and I turned back to Thomas. I was annoyed that she had singled me out on the list, instead of just putting me with the other names. He agreed to drive me home, and we ended up at a tailgate. My friend Joe was there also, and we went around exploring at a fair for a bit, and bought some cinnamon covered pretzels that had way to much cinnamon, that kept going everywhere. We ended up back at Courtney's house, but I still didn't have my tie or my suit jacket, and I was really worried about it. We all were then outside a different house, and we went inside. we took an elevator down, the house was underground, so when we went back ouside we were inside a cavern. I was with a couple friends and my brother who all had random objects to defend themselves with. I lost a shield I had been using. I saw Courtney around the corner, so I asked my brother if I could borrow the guitar he was holding. He was annoyed so I took it from him. I went up to Courtney, who had claws for hands and was trying to kill me. I was holding her back with the guitar, and all I wanted to do was talk to her and apologize, and make everything right. She just laughed, and impaled me. I woke up.

I dreamt I was riding a bike along a woodland path. It was dark. The path came to a ledge and I could see the sea. I couldn't go any further as some of the ledge had broken off and I turned back. I didn't know where I was and I went into a house. I heard a baby crying and went upstairs to pick the baby up. As I did the father of the child came into the room and said I didn't know where I was. I went outside and walked along with the bike. It was getting bright and I could see I was at the seaside with fairground and stalls. I asked a man what bus I should take home even though I had no money. The man drew my attention to some coins on a block of concrete, as I picked them up I began to feel that all would be well.

First of all i am a woman of God, but in this dream me and one other person was suppose to be dead and in a funeral home waiting to be embalmed. i was asked to draw a satanic symbol on a table. i don't know how i knew but i drew it and i wrote something under it. this other person that was suppose to be dead request that he have a very large silver symbol of Jesus Christ melted down and placed in the casket with him when they embalm him.they were taking him to the room in the casket and one of the men that was carrying him didn't wont to carry him so some one else took and the guy was asking for his belongings and i picked it up and followed behind the casket with his hat and his bible. when they took him in the room i passed his bible and hat in the room and some one gave them something pink wrapped in plastic. and the door was shut. i heard this girl name which is a member of my church call to me and said its your turn now pastor. meaning it was time for me to be embalmed i looked and i did'n see no room or anything indicating that they were ready for me i looked to see if there was a light on over the door but there wasn't . i began to think in my mind how is it that in dead and does it mean that you are in reality alive until you are embalmed. i woke up after that.

I had a strange, bizarre, yet, kind of cool dream a few weeks ago. I had recently found out that animation studio, Pixar, was creating a new doll-themed film called, “Inside Out.” So, when I fell asleep that particular night, a friend of mine, Andrew Slater, and myself both went to the studio theme park ride for the new film. The park was really just two cart rides located through the indoor studio office and the walls, ceiling, and carpet were white and very dull green in color, like in the movie, “The Cat in the Hat.” It was really weird as the rides themselves were re-engineered assembly lines with a half-doll car seat and you could view dolls being made during the ride. After the ride was finished, people could sit down and eat two pieces of toast with a bowl of grits on a green table with white-and-red plaid table spreads. Andrew and I ate our food, took another ride, and then sat down at another table. I wasn’t sure if there were rules against eating more than one serving of food, so as my friend ate another helping, I just walked away. Then I woke up feeling energized.

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