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I have been having dreams about my teacher . It's nothing sexual it's just me hanging out with her. In one of my dreams it was me and her along with my teammate who's in the same class with me , we were at a something that looked like casino but in not sure. We were just talking and playing card games but me and my teacher were mainly talking to each other. In my recent dream I was in class and she kept cracking jokes with me and the class. The got a paper to leave and she was telling me in a flirty tone to go to the office to pick something up and I left . Then I woke up

Dreamed I went on a trip by myself and kept losing things: my wallet, my luggage, my clothes. I would keep thinking I had everything and then leaving and then turning around when I was almost home. Everything got stolen out of my wallet at one point and I never had any idea where I was parked. I kept screaming and crying and my friends would try and help me but it was so frustrating because it would never end. Earlier I had a dream that dad was trying to get rid of "bee men" (men that look like bees or man-sized bees?) in the attic and kept asking me to open the door. That one was terrifying. I woke with a start at about 6 in the morning. And I kept waking up thinking I had lost something, thinking it was all real. I kept getting lost and I kept losing things and I couldn't escape whatever resort or theme park I was at, the location kept changing.

In my dream I lived in huge, ever-changing house. We had to escape my barbie dolls because they were coming to life. I went to warn a famous Ukrainian poet, and came across a roofless room. Against four wooden pillars there was standing the poet, a king, a queen, and Poison from street fighter. Whenever I would talk to them some sort of death with the pillars would occur. So me, my mom, my grandparents, my uncle, my aunt, and my little cousin, fought the dolls and escaped the house.

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