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Last night I dreamt that I was an investment real estate agent going to look at a huge apartment complex for my client. There were two other co-workers with me, each with their own client. The apartment complex was facing south east, had many doors and french windows with many floors and appeared empty and was beautiful. We entered the building and each went into separate elevators. One of my co-workers went on the 10th floor, and I went on the 6th. On the 6th floor, was a huge office with many workers. Walking along the hallways, I saw my client who greeted me warmly and informed me that he already owned the building and that he just wanted me to come here. Then I went back to the elevators and decided to go to the floor one of my co-worker went to before I left. On the 10th floor were huge men and women clothed in futuristic armor. They were all assassins. In an attempt to not be seen, I hurriedly entered one of the apartments. The apartment I entered was a studio where a female assassin was sleeping. It was a huge studio. This apartment was on the other side of the building where you could not see from the entrance. This apartment wall had huge glass windows overlooking a city. The assassin was sleeping to the left and a little kitchenette with a small balcony all with glass was to the right. I entered the kitchenette quietly, afraid to awake the assassin. Then my husband and daughter appeared in the kitchenette with me and one of the assassins (predator looking) broke in through the huge glass window in the kitchenette and took my daughter. Immediately after he took my daughter, a fire breathing dragon took my daughter and seated her on one of the huge spikes on it's back and breathed fire on the assassin, scaring him away. The female assassin woke and started to protect us until other assassins came and did a surgery on my husband, giving him two dicks and many balls (????). Then I woke up.

I dreamed that I was with my family on vacation when I was about 15 and we went to the middle east but not a specific country. We arrived at this riverbank where there is a boat and the river is almost completely filled with huge black snakes. We get into the boat. I go to the bow and reach into the river and grab the tail of one of the huge black snakes and it begins to pull the boat down the river. We arrive at our hotel room which was a small bungalow amidst several others. Later some men came who worked with my father and our family got into their car and we were driven to a small brick building overlooking a valley of trees. We went inside. A button on the wall was pushed and one wall opened to reveal a window looking down on the valley below. A different button on the wall was pushed and the trees that covered the valley began to move towards the edges of the valley revealing atomic missiles. We were warned by my fathers friends that we would be witnessing the end of the world. A third button on the wall was pushed and missiles launched from where all the trees once stood, gushing out of the earth with an intensity that severley shook the building we were in at least a mile away. Then the scene shifts to my brother and I driving in a car in a middle eastern city where there are lots of wires above the streets and lots of buildings stacked on top of one another, buildings built on top of buildings. In the center of all that is a hill covered in green grass with one tree on top. I can see it sporadically between buildings as we drive. Then at some point all the missiles that were launched earlier in the dream all hit the green hill in the center if the city. The end.

I was standing with my friends watching a movie, the light was dimmed and there was tom who i knew standing to the side, he then called his friend nick who used to fancy me, but before he could speak to me i walked out of the room. i felt frustrated that he still liked me and that he didnt just give up, i may have been a bit rude but that is how i felt. i walked into a modern library made of wood, the lighting was light yet there were no windows. in the centre there was a balcony that overlooked the floor below. i stood and looked over the edge and that was when i saw a body of a boy being carried by 4 other boys. i didnt know whether he was dead or alive. they were carring the boy towards where i stood and that was when i recocnised one of the boys carring the unconcious boy. it was somone i have know for years and have always cared for him, i had moved away and haddnt seen him for years and he never knew how i felt. they walked past me and he saw me, i then started to walk towards the staircase from where they had come from. i turned back to see him and he was looking at me again. i then felt happy, i thought he might have remembered his feelings for me. i ran down the stairs to a large almost empty room with a light marble floor. light was coming from above. my teacher came up to me and asked to talk to me. we walked half way up a low wide staircase and sat down on the steps. then the boy who saw me appeared wearing a bold green rain coat and knelt down infront of us. he said to my teacher "sorry but i would like to speak to catherine" he then turned to me and said-"would you like to speak to me?" i knew what he meant. he meant 'do you still love me?'. to answer both his questions i said " yes please" i said it as if i were pleading. he then gave a sigh of relief and turned to my teacher, they started talking about our story, how he had always loved me. i couldn't hear much because i was still in shock with what just happened. i then slowly took his hand while he was talking to my teacher. i held his hand and lightly touched his finger tips. he smiled but kept talking to the teacher. we later walked off

I had this dream three times so far- well really, it's not the dream, it's the location of the dream. The first time i had this dream was when i was maybe about six years old. I don't really remember what it was about, but i can give the house's details (probably) pinpoint exact. The next time I had the dream was when i was nine. Again, that house was there, taking role in my dream. The last time (so far) I had the house in my thought was when i was eleven. The house is very old looking; well, not the old, haunted type of old, but an old styled house. Maybe a house that could be from the 1950s. The front of the house overlooks a nearby river that's a good sized river. The front yard is also sizable, too; plenty of room for children to play on. There is a porch that spans from one side to the other side of the front of the house. There's two windows on the first floor that overlook the river; and there is three windows on the top floor. The middle window opens to a balcony. I do not know what the back or the sides of the house look like; it has always been the front (really, only the bottom half of the exterior of the house; i had to really remember to give some detail about the top half), or the inside. From what i can hypothesize is that the house is bigger in the inside than what the outside interprets. There are many rooms, but only two of the rooms have come into play in each of my three dreams. (These dreams come alive when I am in my unconscious state of sleep.) One of the rooms has many small windows. The windows overlook the river so the information about the exterior of the front of the house could be wrong, or, my brain is saying some type of magic is used within the house to make it so that there is more sight of the river. There is about four to five windows that have a little skirt of curtain at the top held by a horizontal pole; then below the skirt are normal curtains. There are wicker and straw tables around the room, flower pots of nothing are placed evenly, there is a wicker couch and chair that have a styled cushion, and that is only one side of the room; i have only seen that side. There is a door that when you would open it, it would take you inside my brother's closet. It was some kind of portal from this "river" house to my actual house. This took place more in my latest dream. And finally, there is this one door that i have never actually opened. I guess you could say my dream persona is a little too apprehensive about opening it. It's a huge metal door that is rounded at the top. There are no windows, no doorknobs, just little intricate metal works of little circles that from a semicircle if you were to look at the door from an angle. In my dreams there have been some ideas as to what's behind this door- this is no normal sized door, it is at least seventeen feet high. Now, i have no clue how this size of a door would fit into a two story house. Thank you for reading and hopefully coming up with a meaning. Some of these "facts" will probably turn out wrong because it has been two years since my last dream of it.

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