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It were two dreams that atmosphere wise did go together. It started off with me as a rockstar, with a huge fanbase who was rather reluctant. I am in a concert together with two other musicians that perform alongside me and the audience is all there for one of the musicians. I am a kind of a leader of this music group with the biggest fanbase. So everyone plays there songs and I play one song, then go and leave the audience going. My two musician friends with me and I basically just don't care and am reluctant while the fans are patiently and happily waiting. The next thing is that immediately afterwards I'm in a kind of house supposedly with flatmates and it is all on a kind of workshop ensemble or school trip. Most of the ensemble have gathered to be together and have company. I am in my piyamas not knowing that people got together and am in my slippers. I walk outside the house through quite a bit of grass and plant area. There is a big puddle and I don't want to get my clothes dirty because I'll lie down in bed in a few minutes. So I kind of manage to go through the deep puddle without getting wet or dirty except for my slippers and join the people. The most I remember is that it's a normal company people are having fun being happy ,except me. And someone starts approaching me, trying to lift my mood. Eventually I get annoyed and start shouting rather aggressively to be left alone today. The fun stops, everyone is looking at me in shock. I repeat the words by miming them with the mouth. The one person that tried to lift my spirits is crushed and I leave, feeling guilty and actually feeling the need for company. At the same time feeling I have fixed my role as the grumpy 'Dr. Cox' guy and leave back to the house, surprised that the puddle by now has dried.

I woke up in my mom's house in my room with a man standing over me. He was about to kill me and my sister. He was a hit man named "The Nun." I asked what they were paying him to kill me and he said $800 for me and $800 for my sister. I told him I would double the offer if he did not kill us. He said ok. I never paid him yet, but I said I was going to. Before he left I asked who wanted us dead, and he said your mom. I later called my dad crying and told him that mama put a hit out on me and my sister. He said, "And you actually believe that, your mother loves you." I then realized that it was dumb because she did love me, so I told him I was planning on call her and asking. I called my mom and calmly asked why she hired someone to kill us. She said your sister just called screaming and yelling asking the same thing. She said it was not her, that she would not do such a thing like that, and she loved us. I told her I did not know who to believe, I told her, my dad, my sister, and "the Nun" to meet me at my school. We were all going to take a lie detector test. I was the first one there. My head coach and assistant coach were there. My head coaches dad was going to give us the test. Everybody showed up except The Nun, and as soon as I realized he was not there, I woke up.

My ex girl friend, who is also my child's mother, accused me if raping her. She lead everyone to believe that we had a child together because I raped her. I asked her why she would tell that big of a lie and why she would even lie at all. I asked her to explain or describe the events in detail bit she wouldn't, and she couldn't. If she did experience someone who raped her, it surely wasn't me. I expressed to her how that really hurt me, but she didn't care at all. That was her story and she was sticking to it.

In upstair bedroom of old house. I see thin black snake about 3-4 feet long on floor heading off to the left. It disappears quickly under furniture. Can't believe my eyes. I am lying on a couch or bed with wooden peg legs. I look down and see two (2) baby red and orange fat snakes. I am scared, but they look cartoonish. They are raising up and trying to get to me. I can see their forked tongues moving. There are two (2) more baby white and yellow snakes with them which are smaller and not as fat. They lie in a square formation. I can't speak as I cry for help. I call the name of my dead brother, John. "John, John ... there are four (4) snakes in here on the floor." I must have been calling out loud because I was then awakened by person telling me I was having a nightmare.

Je suis dans une maison. C’est celle de Marie-Pierre mais dans mon rêve, c’est la maison nous nous habitons avec maman et les autres. Nous sommes assis par terre devant le canapé avec Alois, peut être aussi Oriane qui n’est pas loin. Parc contre c’est le salon de Teverga. Je crois que nous ne sommes pas d’accord sur le film que nous désirons voir toute les deux avec Alois. Oriane ne prend pas partie il me semble (si elle est là) elle fait autre chose . Sensation d’énervement, de fatigue, de lourdeur lié à la paresse d’être resté longtemps à ne rien faire il me semble. Ce que reproche Pascal qui arrive, il est énervé, il faut mettre la table, faire à manger.. Je me lève, je ne suis pas fière de notre état de léthargie, je m’aperçois qu’il n’y a presque aucun meuble, le salon est grand, blanc, il me semble qu’il y a des bâches en plastiques transparent tendues sur le mur du fond, derrière le canapé de Teverga, (sur lequel je suis endormie dans la réalité) ce lieu me fais penser a chez tatie Mylene, un grand espace blanc peu meublé et pas décoré. Je me dirige dans la cuisine pour aider, faire quelque chose, en tournant dans un couloir (vide encore) d’un vert étrange, un peu écaillé, unvert Smaragdin,qui est lié à la maison de Marie-Pierre, en fait je pense que le vert de mon rêve est une version plus claire de la moquette en plastique qui recouvre le sol du salon de cette maison, et qui d’ailleur a été en parti abîmé par le feu d’une cheminé. (dans mon rêve, le revêtement du mur était aussi endommagé). J’arrive à la cuisine, (c’est la cuisine de Marie-Pierre) il me semble qu’il y a moins de meubles à mesure que j’avance dans mon rêve- dans la cuisine Pascal est énervé, je m’empresse de mettre la table, avec un sourire affable mais faible,(ici, je ressens un sentiment de honte vague quant à mon comportement, le même que je ressens quand Sylvie me reproche une chose et qu’elle a raison) je vais chercher les couverts (fourchette et couteau) au fond d’une armoire de basse qualité, avec des portes en verres, en fait qui est celle du salon de Teverga où l’on range les verres mais en plus vétuste. Dès que j’ai la tête dans l’armoire je sens une grimace me tordre le visage, je veux pleurer mais aucune larme ne vient. Première pensé : « tu ne vas pas pleurer, tu t’étais dit que tu ne pleurerait plus maintenant »

Was at home, and it was like I was watching Casualty (but it was happening in real life) a truck pulled up at the end of the grass bit at the end of the road, near ours, and then Holly came back from her travels (from Casualty) but they had changed her, she was the real Holly. Then at some point Sid (the doctor from Home and away) was here, and I got these pains in my stomach, he noticed that I crowched down/bent over in pain, he came to me, and helped me to lie down on the sofa at home, he was pressing on my stomach to see where the actual pain was. He comforted me, as the pain was pretty bad. He then said, I need to take to in, to hospital... right, I'll be back in a minute, I followed him and realised that he was going up stairs, I knew where he was going (to tell my parents that I am pregnant, though I didn't know how I could be, as I hadn't had sex) so as he got over halfway up the stairs I said Sid? Please don't tell them, please, he paused and said ok...I won't, then he turned around and came back down the stairs. He put his hand on my shoulder and rubbed it as reassurance. I knew that I had to be at work by 2pm, and it was 10am already (I think, Im guessing actually) we headed out to the hospital, when we got there, there was a man in the corridor by one of the stair cases, he was being treated by Sam and Zoe (doctors from Casualty) and as they were going up the stairs, I got the pain again in my stomach, I bent over in pain again. At this point Sid wasn't around, so Sam and Zoe saw me, and said is she ok? Do you need some help there? I straightened myself up and just said, no I'm fine, honestly, I'll be ok :) (with a fake smile) after that Sid was sitting at the bottom of about 7 steps outside, so I was sitting next to him, and we were just talking, I saw a woman at the top of the stair case and her partner/husband at the bottom, and they were argueing, and all of a sudden the woman threw herself down the stairs. Then my pains came back again, Sid held me and pulled me close as we were sitting on the stairs. Then I think I lost consciousness and then I woke up from the dream...

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