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I went to see my mother and asked her to give me my stuff back and she said no and i had a gun and a knife the gun was in my hand and i asked her again she still said no so i shot her in the arm and then i asked her again and she still said no so i got the knife out of my bag and started cutting bits off her and then my older sister came in and i told her to leave she said no so i shot her in the head then i went back to my mother and kept cutting and i kept asking for my stuff back and she just kept saying no so i eventually shot her and left with my stuff.

I was in a huge two storey house with my fiancée, mother, sister, brother and my sister's friend. there was also another man in the dream occasionally. There was a large garage which house some cars and three large new boilers - each in its own "room" of glass with lockable glass doors. I changed the settings of the boilers even though I didn't know what I was doing. When I checked on the boilers, they were starting the steam the rooms up a lot (which I wasn't sure why, as I had put them on a cool setting). When I checked again, they were hissing boiling water and flames of fire. For some strange reason, I ignored it and went back into the house. I kept looking at the boiler room/garage through the upstairs window. Suddenly there was a huge loud banging noise - the boilers had blown up. We called emergency services and by the time they came they just had a few small fires to put out and some injuries/burns to take care of. We helped with laying sand and I went and got water from the supermarket across the road.

I was in a huge two storey house with my fiancee, mother, sister, brother and my sister's friend. there was also another man in the dream occasionally. There was a large garage which house some cars and three large new boilers - each in its own "room" of glass with lockable glass doors. I changed the settings of the boilers even though I didn't know what I was doing. When I checked on the boilers, they were starting the steam the rooms up a lot (which I wasn't sure why, as I had put them on a cool setting). When I checked again, they were hissing boiling water and flames of fire. For some strange reason, I ignored it and went back into the house. I kept looking at the boiler room/garage through the upstairs window. Suddenly there was a huge loud banging noise - the boilers had blown up. We called emergency services and by the time they came they just had a few small fires to put out and some injuries/burns to take care of. We helped with laying sand and I went and got water from the supermarket across the road.

I was at my girlfriend s dorm on the top of the roof, however inside her dorm was my room. Anyway, we were in "my room" with a bunch of other people I've never seen and these two people walk up to the slider door. A door from the roof to the dorm. They were trying to break in. They broke the lock but I held onto the door so they couldn't get in. I tried reaching my cell phone and calling 911 but the lady on the phone wasn't really helping me with my situation. So I thought it would be safer if I called the non-emergency number seeming they actually care about people in danger. But every time I tried to call the number, something would prevent me from stopping the call. I initially ran downstairs with a group of men carrying bags ready to go to war, I slipped out of the path and ran to some lady's house, I've once again never seen before. She was also trying to help call the non-emergency number. But nothing worked. So I went back on top of the roof and hit the one intruder with a frying pan and I grasped the other one by the neck until blood starting pouring out and I threw her over the ledge of the building. I saw her head snap and I knew for sure she was dead. Next thing I know, I'm laying right next to her just waking up, and it almost feels like she is playing piano on my back so I turn around to look at her, and I get up screaming. It felt like she was trying to tickle me. So I stamped on her face and made her bleed more.

I was in a shopping mall with my identical twin sister Grace and one of my friends, Emily. I was four and half months pregnant but I wasn't showing. I had no baby bump or anything. We went to a new shop on the top floor and began to talk to the woman there. The shop was a teaching nursery and I told the woman that I wanted to learn how to care for my baby when it arrived. She made my sister and friend go away and sat me at a two person table with her. She asked me about why I wanted to learn how to look after my baby and if I was happy being pregnant. I was very happy being pregnant but I told her that I didn't have a boyfriend and I had never had sex, she told me it was normal and that my baby would be fine. She asked me if I was guilty about being pregnant at fifteen, I said no and she said that was a good thing. Then we went on a walk around the shopping mall. She gave me a book to write in and asked me all to write down all of the things I wanted to learn but she said I needed a pen to write with so she'd buy me one from W H Smiths but we couldn't find the shop. We walked to the bottom floor of the shopping mall and met a boy from school and his girlfriend who kicked the wall and it lit up a map of the shopping mall so we could see where the shop was. I'd been to the shopping mall in a previous dream and began to remember where the shop was. In stead of going to the shop we went back to the baby shop and it turned into a nursery which I decorated and then I grew a baby bump and rubbed it.

I was in a huge two storey house with my fiance, mother, sister, brother and my sister's friend. there was also another man in the dream occasionally. There was a large garage which house some cars and three large new boilers - each in its own "room" of glass with lockable glass doors. I changed the settings of the boilers even though I didn't know what I was doing. When I checked on the boilers, they were starting the steam the rooms up a lot (which I wasn't sure why, as I had put them on a cool setting). When I checked again, they were hissing boiling water and flames of fire. For some strange reason, I ignored it and went back into the house. I kept looking at the boiler room/garage through the upstairs window. Suddenly there was a huge loud banging noise - the boilers had blown up. We called emergency services and by the time they came they just had a few small fires to put out and some injuries/burns to take care of. We helped with laying sand and I went and got water from the supermarket across the road.

I was in Belgium (I'm actually Irish). I walked into a bar, and I met a man called Tom Dice. He's a 23 year old Belgian singer, and he was singing one of his songs - "Firekisses" - at the front of the bar. I knew the lyrics so I sang along. After his slot was over he invited me to have a drink with him, and said "Hi, my name is Tom. I've been looking for a girl like you for so long." We talked for a while, and we went back to his apartment. We slept in his bed (which was shaped like a racing car) and my purse was bigger on the inside and it had all of my stuff in it. The next morning Tom and I flew to Vegas and got married.

I found myself at a high-school reunion many years in the future. The reunion was held in a large meeting hall or old house turned public gathering space. We were all outside on the porch; it was evening, and the sky was dark blue with yellow on the horizon. The house was white, made of bricks, and it looked like an old English manor with climbing roses and neatly-trimmed hedges. Most of the people there were my friends from grade 8 (I had this dream in grade 9), and though I don’t remember the topic of discussion, we all seemed fairly friendly. I then decided to go off by myself- there was a low, stone wall and a grove of trees separating the yard of the house from a beach, and as everything was well-lit by lanterns, I decided to walk along the beach and then swim in the ocean. The ocean was very calm, there was little wind and the waves were very subtle and slow, though I couldn’t see into the water because of the lighting. I was only in the ocean a few moments, and I was still in a shallow region where I could stand on the bottom and have my head above the surface, when I saw shark fins. I wasn’t afraid of them. The sharks then started moving in a very unusual way- their heads coming above the water so they were perpendicular to the surface and then going back down again, rapidly thrashing and squirming about. I got out of the water to see better what was going on, and I then saw the sharks walk out of the water; they had the heads and torsos of sharks and human legs. I then realized that they were part of a band which had become quite popular for some reason, called Onkle Donkle. I somehow became completely dry, despite having worn all my clothes into the water. The shark-people were wearing inner tubes (each differently coloured) and carrying their instruments (how, with no arms, I have no idea). Others had gathered around and saw the shark-people-band, but no-one seemed to care. I then went back to the reunion, where I went inside the house to see that my old friends were gone, and my colleagues from my job were there (I think I had joined the FBI). We then played an odd game with silver marbles and funny-looking cards.

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