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My ex and I are no longer together, but he still lives with me. In my dream he brings home a miniature puppy. The puppy is bitten and semi eaten by the shi-tzu we currently have. I was able to get our dog to spit out the puppy and my ex is hysterical while I kind of watch the puppy stammer around in disbelief. Within seconds the puppy slowly morphs into a white rabbit with beady red eyes and dies. I'm completely freaked out and can't understand why my ex is so calm at this point. I ask, "How the hell did this dog just turn into a rabbit" and he says "it was always a rabbit". The end.

I'm at the dance rectal doing a hip hop dance on the stage when all of a sudden someone comes up behind me they hit my head on the rail at the end of the stage and then push my off the stage and onto the ground, my head hurts so bad I can barely stand it. A friend comes and picks me up and brings me out to the front foyer and lies me on the empty table in the middle of the room. I cant stand the pain and I feel like im going to fall asleep so I tell me friend who says that I cant fall asleep but Im not really listening and start to fall asleep. i wake up in the hospital with him sleeping in the chair and i try to take the iv and off out, but theres something holding me down but i dont know what it is and no matter how hard i try I cant get out of it. then he wakes up and tells me that everythings ok but i know its not and all i want to do is just to get back to the recital to finish the dances. So i continue to struggle to get out of everything, and then a doctor comes in, someone i know that ive met before but i cant figure it out, all i know is that he scares me and i want to leave more than i did before. I won't let him come near me, for some reason i dont want him anywhere near me. My friend tries to calm me down he tells me that hes there to help but i know that hes only my doctor because he wants to hurt me.

One of my friends, Manasa, was hosting a “pre-homecoming” get-together at her house. Everyone was to come in their dress, and we would do make up and hair at her house. In my dream, she was my neighbor. I was washing the family van in my U2 band shirt and red plaid pajama pants and hadn’t taken a shower yet. I saw her open her garage door half-way and she was standing bent, underneath it handing out cookies from a box she was holding. She was already dressed in her lavender homecoming dress and hair pinned to the side. I realized it was already 5:00, less than two hours before the dance! I went over to her house, told her I would shower and put on my dress, then come back over. Our other friend, Abi, came over in a black dress. She and Manasa both tell me to hurry up since they would need me to put make up on everyone. I ran back home and into the shower. I woke up before going back to her house.

My third dream took place in Disneyland. My dad and I started off near the entrance of the haunted house ride. I was scared to death but my dad constantly told me that it was okay and it wouldn't be as frightening. As I approached the front of the line, my arms were shivering and I felt like I couldn't stand straight up. I got into the cart and my dad sat right beside me. The moment I saw the first vampire that came up, I closed my eyes. I felt like I wanted to scream but there were others around me. Shortly after, I dummy came up and punched me right in my face. I was knocked out and woke up from my dream.

My third dream took place in Disneyland. My dad and I started off near the entrance of the haunted house ride. I was scared to death but my dad constantly told me that it was okay and it wouldn’t be as frightening. As I approached the front of the line, my arms were shivering and I felt like I couldn’t stand straight up. I got into the cart and my dad sat right beside me. The moment I saw the first vampire that came up, I closed my eyes. I felt like I wanted to scream but there were others around me. Shortly after, I dummy came up and punched me right in my face. I was knocked out and woke up from my dream.

I am about to wake up. I hear my alarm and reach to turn it off but I can’t move. I can’t even open my eyes. I realize I’m paralyzed and I try in vain to scream for help but I can’t make a sound. My head feels foggy and unfocused, like I’m of no substance. My body feels like an iron prison and my consciousness is struggling against it, trying to get the two to connect and move and free me. It’s as if my brain is trapped by my body. I can think properly and flutter my eyelids a bit but otherwise I cannot move. It terrifies me and I scream a silent, mental scream. No one even knows I’m screaming but me. When I finish screaming, I try to calm down and relax, thinking that maybe my paralysis will end when my struggling does. I wait, consciousness still, for what feels like forever. I try to move again to no avail. I remember in a nightmare I had when I was younger, I squeezed my eyes shut and was able to wake myself up. I decide to try that again. I focus on my eyes, squeeze them shut, and open. Nothing. Again. Again. I can’t move. I squeeze my eyes shut as hard as I can, and open them. This time I actually wake up.

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