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I was sneaking into Robin’s house--a large house with large windows and wood paneling--at night time, because it was pitch black outside. I had some of his old dishes that I wanted to wash and then leave at his place before anybody got home to see me; in my mind, that was really sneaky of me and would make him feel stupid, because that would be my final legacy, and he would have to carry the guilt of knowing I was there, but that he never got to see me again. Then I could hear a noise coming from the next room over, but I found out that it was his mom who had entered the house from the back door. She was very friendly and talking stories with me, but I told her I wanted to leave before Robin got home; her response was that he had been there all along and she took me to his room to see him. I think it was the master bedroom. Jason was there, lying in the bed with Robin. They both got up, Jason said hi to me, and I quickly turned to go. Robin got up and started chasing after me, talking the whole time; I slapped/punched him, and he asked why I did that; I told him that just because I was in his house didn’t mean I wanted to talk to him and that “I was just bringing back his shit.”

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I dreamed that me in my boyfriend were going to have sex with another women together "this has never happen before by the way" okay so when we go to have the threesome I noticed that her breast was fake in the she had several sores on her body so there for I didn't want to sleep with her but my boyfriend did sleep with her but in her butt then after I told him the reason why I didn't sleep with her in my boyfriend told me that there was nothing to worry about that she was okay! Then after he left somewhere in called my on the phone crying that he slept with a man. I was upset I went to his mother in told her what her son had just told me then my boyfriend walled in the room with a sad face looking at me. PS. This is not the the first dream I had of my boyfriend being gay. What does this mean? Thank u:)

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I was in a gold yellow train station terminal, I was riding a red bicycle around the train station. I knew in the dream that I was there a lot, because the train director custodian knew me very well. As I am riding my bike around in a circle the train director janitor comes up to me and tells me I have to go home because my mother just called and told me my father died was dead. I initially was upset but then I told myself that I cannot be upset just yet until I am sure that it was the director just said. I told him to repeat himself, but he would not repeat himself. I began shouting yelling screaming at him telling him he has to repeat what he just said, but he kept saying other things like “go home, your mom just called”. So I go back to my house, there are a lot of people there. I go outside into the backyard and my cousin Evan is out there. It is very dirty murky dark muddy in the back yard and I walk to the edge of it and see there is a low stone wall barrage that sections off a corner of the yard. I think to myself that this must be the place we will bury entomb my dad. I ask Evan to help me move a bench. He helps me move it and now on the edge of my entire yard is a larger stone wall, about 6 or 7 feet high. I notice that there is a ruined destroyed broken section in the wall and ask Evan to help me move the bench to the broken section of the wall. When I look out through the break I see that instead of my neighborhood beyond it there is a great ocean harbor, with many hills and cliffs off to the side. There are sailboats in the water, and I feel relieved. I go back inside my house and in the master bedroom (my bedroom) my mother is sitting on my bed. I wonder why she is in my room, she talking to some unknown stranger person who is standing in the corner. I interrupt her conversation to ask her what is going on. I do not want to ask her because I can see a look of worry concern on her face, and I do not want to remind her about dad being died dead because I know she will break down. But I know I have to know what happened, so I ask her what happened to dad. She says to me “what do you mean?” and I look behind me and see my dad is right behind me wearing his normal Hawaiian shirt. I look at my mom and I ask her “well then who died” and she tells me my grandmother grandma died.

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I was sneaking into Robin’s house--a large house with large windows and wood paneling--at night time, because it was pitch black outside. I had some of his old dishes that I wanted to wash and then leave at his place before anybody got home to see me; in my mind, that was really sneaky of me and would make him feel stupid, because that would be my final legacy, and he would have to carry the guilt of knowing I was there, but that he never got to see me again. Then I could hear a noise coming from the next room over, but I found out that it was his mom who had entered the house from the backdoor. She was very friendly and talking stories with me, but I told her I wanted to leave before Robin got home; her response was that he had been there all along and she took me to his room to see him. I think it was the master bedroom. Jason was there, lying in the bed with Robin. They both got up, Jason said hi to me, and I quickly turned to go. Robin got up and started chasing after me, talking the whole time; I slapped/punched him, and he asked why I did that; I told him that just because I was in his house didn’t mean I wanted to talk to him and that “I was just bringing back his shit.”

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Ok....so what I remember is talking to my female classmates into going to Vegas all together. We carpooled in each others cars, I drove a car that I guess was mine. We got down there and checked into our rooms and began our venture on foot. Some of us wanted to do different things so we split up into groups according to where we wanted to go. Me being stubborn and big headed decided to venture off with the smallest group and eventually do my own thing. The was this place kind of at the end of all the crazy nose and lights. I wanted to check it out and no one else did, so I went alone. I got up and started making my way to leave when some very big very built guy stopped me. He asked where I was from and why I was there. Asked me if I wanted a job and I said no. Told him my friends were probably worried about me and I needed to get going so they wouldn't have to look for me. I wasn't about to leave what I can enjoy....lol... I had lots of fun but after what seemed like a whole night I decided I should get going so my classmates don't worry about me. That's when the trouble started. I got up and started making my way to leave when some very big very built guy stopped me. He asked where I was from and why I was there. Asked me if I wanted a job and I said no. Told him my friends were probably worried about me and I needed to get going so they wouldn't have to look for me. That didn't seem to make him happy that I wanted to leave. He grabbed my arm and told me he just needed to talk some sense into me because I wasn't getting it. I didn't see what I wasn't missing out on. I was forcibly walked to an office and sat on a couch. Another big guy walked in and shut the door. The two guys looked me up and down then quietly talked amongst each other. Something was decided and I was moved to another room but this one was different. It had one purpose and that was not on my list..... I was forced by both guys to sit on a dirty smelly bed. One guy held me down while the other worked on handcuffing my legs. Then my wrists were handcuffed. My gut twisted into knots thinking about what was going to happen. My clothes were then cut off me and I could see a dresser that held things I didn't want to think about. I was so scared. I didn't know what to do it think. I stayed there for at least a week. That whole time was them breaking me in, I was told I wasn't missed. I wasn't wanted by anyone and no one would want me ever again.

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This dream took place with me and two others in a car driving some place. We were having car problems, so we pulled into a parking area and got out to see what we could do to fix teh car. My grand dog was with us and a bit antsy, so I took him out on his leash and tried to find a place to tie him up to, so he wouldn't run away. At that point, one of my travel buddies, (whom I don't know in real life), came up to me and whispered, "don't look now, but it's the police!" I turned and sure enough, a police officer was coming our way. I realized there was a bunch of them going to their cars, parked a bit away from us in the lot, though we didn't notice them earlier. No lights going, it was as if they were all coming out of a restaurant or something. He came up to me and asked if he could help. Now, we didn't have the hood of the car opened or anything, so it did just look like we were parking--no car issues. So, I just told him the dog needed a break and I was looking to tie him up somewhere while we stretched our legs. (why we didn't walk the dog I don't know??) He helped me to tie him up at a pole, and the dog could look over the railing to see water below. It was like a river, the ocean, or something.

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