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Very gruesome dream i ever dreamt in these days…so cruel and harsh..it just came at a point of our life…We just shifted to a new home in the neighbour city to where we are living..we took an apartment to live in which is so economic..actually it went on good for while that we are playing inside and outside the lawn with the neighbors but….i got to know that some thing is going wrong..i noticed someone is trying to produce an report of witness that there is a bomb inside the apartment we are living…i found it pretty serious for a minute and got into my work later..but the morning…the housewarming function is going on..and something ticked my mind to not to stay in that place more..so.everyone is participating in the function except my aunt…she went away far from the apartment and i am letting my sister to take her away to the safe zone…down to steps ,when i came there i am in perplexion watching a secret code hanged with a witness stating that there is bomb inside the apartment and the word is “NAIL THROUGH” …i asked my aunt whether she knew about that..she said that uncle said me to be in safe zone i already knew that there are bombs to be detonated in the apartment..my inner voice said to what a whore she is..how can be so lavish not intimating everyone about such a dangerous matter…and the explosion started..bombs are being blasted with a huge sounds and our eyes filled with confusion about where to be..the bulding is totally being blasted and the some tiny parts of it are falling on us..and let my mom and sister pulling them to the safe zone more and more..we are recently became citizens of that new city we dont know where to go..we pulled our two wheelers and going out of that area…my mom with dad and my sis on my bike..we are trying to turn around and around..and how ever we are coming to the same place where the building is blasted ..finally we went to police station …. iam frigtened as the people who blasted the apartment are arrested and kept that station..i wondered how dad can take such a stupid decision of going to the police station…and that too ..so big the way ..we didnt directly went to chamber of the inspector..dad took us with a huge luggage to a place where the criminals are hanged and later to the place where the cops keep the corpse of the criminal and pray for the peace of criminal’s soul and then we are at the inspector..dad was so unclear about that and in mean while i took my sister to somewhere hoping atleast about her safety…in the way i noticed my friends (girls) ..they to noticed me and hello ed me..but when i tried to introduce my sister to them they ignored her..s o i left them to their fate and proceeded to my way…then something ticked them and all the girls starting for an attempt to be introduced to my sister …this time i ignored them and they all became dull for doing that..i can see fear in their eyes..but i didn’t moving from that place.. and kept my sister in the safe place..now iam free..now..i noticed a shore of river and it is beautiful now with a lighting..the river was so cool and calm …..the lighting kept in the river was cool and peace…i donated a coin to the beggar and i got a few friends who are extremely new to me..there.

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In real life, I am a brunette, but in my dream, I am a blonde. I'm in a prison cell, yet the room around my cell resembles that of a salon. Outside my cell are my "parents" arguing. The mother asks him how he could have kept my imprisonment from her. In my hand is a gray cellphone and a voicemail is playing and it said something like "Take a left at the door. Right down the hall. *There was a pause* Pretty..." and then it ended. My cell is now unlocked and I walk to the door of the salon, with the phone held to my ear. Suddenly, it's an old-fashioned tape-recorder, playing a different, but similar message as I walk down the sidewalk. Looking around the corner, I see a bald, buff man in a suit, I can't make out his face though. The recording says "Take a left down the hall. See the man. His name is Dog. Your nails look pretty." Turning, I run out onto the parking lot towards my dad (he is my real-life dad this time). He sees that I am scared and walks towards the direction of "Dog." That's all I can remember.

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The dream begins in a new empty house my parents are about to move in to. As I look around, I walk into an open closet and on the floor is a black-crystal crucifix necklace with a silver chain. The necklace is beautiful and I assume the person/persons that lived there before must have left it behind. I put it on. I'm then in school, the class is letting out. Standing in the crowded hall are two male detectives talking to my professor when he points in my direction. The two detectives come toward me, they ask about my necklace and how I've come to find it. I tell them, explaining I'd found it in my parent's new home. They then show me a picture. The picture is of a young woman who looks almost identical to me, only her hair is lighter and she is a little thinner, also, she is wearing the necklace. One of the detectives tell me that she has been missing and if I have any clues as to her whereabouts to come forward. I of course say yes, but get the feeling that they think I might be involved. Later that night, I'm in my dorm. I hear my name being called and curiously, I investigate. As I'm walking down the long hall, the large windows of the dormitory reflect not me, but the girl from the photo. I am incredibly freaked out, but retain a calm composure. The voice eventually leads me into the girl's restroom. And there, standing beside the bathroom stall is the girl from the photo. I tell her about the detectives looking for her earlier and that she needed to come forth because they think I had something to do with it. We have an exchange and out of frustration, I end up yelling at the girl. She smiles and pushes me back saying: “I want you to know, you're talking to yourself.” And standing there alone in the bathroom staring into the mirror above the sink is only me. I scream, running down the halls of this dormitory. As I'm running I can still see that girl being my reflection in the windows. As this is happening, I can also hear indistinct chatter of multiple voices running together. I then fall to the floor holding my ears sobbing. I look up at the door to the supposed dormitory in front of me that reads: WARD. I then realize that I am not in college, that what I'm in isn't a dormitory at all, it's a mental institution. I have never been in college, nor have I ever been institutionalized.

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I saw a tall house, with one window on the tallest wall of the house, and a man washing clothes inside. I was outside the house, standing on plain grass. At some distance from me, I saw a coconut and a mustard seed. Then I saw a truck with two people inside (the driver and his friend). They seemed to be very angry as I had seen the coconut and the seed, which I was apparently not supposed to. Then they drove the truck at a furious speed, in my direction. Then I woke up, horrified. I have seen this dream a minimum of two times.

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More than once, I get into my car and an elderly man gets in the backseat. He gives me requests as if I am a taxi, “Grocery store, please” or “Home, thanks”. I am never afraid of him and he seems to trust me. I seem to have an understanding that he knows I am not a taxi but that he needs my help; it makes me feel good to assist him. He seems kind and wise. At one point, I am driving a car and pulling a motorcycle behind me/it. At one point, I pull over and am walking around the outside of the vehicle; aware of the attention the car and motorcycle seem to be attracting (they are lovely and expensive). I get into the car and the old man is now directly beside me and he needs to go to the grocery store. I pull away from the curb but realize I leave the motorcycle behind me. I fret about this and think about backing up; it is not appropriately or legally parked but I realize there is oncoming traffic behind me and I will have to leave it and return to it later. The car has changed to more of a frame of a car; with metal bars giving it shape but otherwise completely exposed to the outside. I seem to be having trouble steering and directing the car; I am not entirely out of control but I feel clumsy with it. I am embarrassed that I do not remember how to get to the store the old man wants to go to and I have to ask him to remind me of the way - - he tells me to make a right at the next light and I do; this seems to trigger my memory and I suddenly realize the direction/store where we are going. At one point, we get out of the car and are in an elevator together – I do not remember if we are going up or down – only that we are on our way to the store.

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In my dream, I am a blonde. I'm in a prison cell, yet the room around my cell resembles that of a salon. Outside my cell are my "parents" arguing. The mother asks him how he could have kept my imprisonment from her. In my hand is a gray cellphone and a voicemail is playing and it said something like "Take a left at the door. Right down the hall. *There was a pause* Pretty..." and then it ended. My cell is now unlocked and I walk to the door of the salon, with the phone held to my ear. Suddenly, it's an old-fashioned tape-recorder, playing a different, but similar message as I walk down the sidewalk. Looking around the corner, I see a bald, buff man in a suit, I can't make out his face though. The recording says "Take a left down the hall. See the man. His name is Dog. Your nails look pretty." Turning, I run out onto the parking lot towards my dad (he is my real-life dad this time). He sees that I am scared and walks towards the direction of "Dog." That's all I can remember.

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