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In this dream I'm at school, where I live in the dorms.... its very realistic I'm not doing anything particularly interesting, just walking through the building trying to find a quiet place to study In the dream I walk up to a study hall, and open the door..... where my ex boyfriend and his new girl were sitting They were sitting quietly, their faces submerged in their computers My reaction is to quickly close the door and walk away, but after I close the door and start to walk away something makes me stop me I lean back against the wall in the hall as I'm trying to hold back tears, and compose To my surprise soon after the door fly's open and startles me..... his girlfriend storms out the door and disappears into another hall I expect him to come flying through the door any second and run after her I don't want to see that happen so I start to walk towards the stairs but before I make it to the stairs I feel the door fly open again,.... and its him, I know its him My reaction was to turn even though I was consciously trying to avoid him He is standing at the door frame looking in every direction, finally he looks my way and our eyes meet..... I freeze, the look on his face breaks my heart I can see pain in his eyes He starts running my direction and places him self between myself and the stairs Like I said I was expecting him to come flying through the door and run after her, but to my bigger shock he doesn't We hold each others gaze for a few seconds while the tears are welding up in my eyes and as I think to myself..... "but she's not me" Before i can even think act or react and without a word, He then pulls me into his embrace, one hand behind my back and the other behind my head intertwined with my hair He grabs a firm hold of my hair and pulls me back slightly, then leans in and kisses my forehead Then he quickly pulls me back in, holding me just a little tighter and whispers in my ear "I know baby, I know" as if he could read my mind or hear my thoughts I burst into tears and throw my arms around him, and burry my face in his chest, and just hold tight to him and I cry As he whispers to me again, and again "I know baby, I know"............. We continue to hold each other in silence. In an unbreakable embrace, clinging to each other as if for dear life.

This crazy dream that has me all messed up In this dream I'm at school (where I live in the dorms) I'm not doing anything particularly interesting, just walking through the building trying to find a quiet place to study In the dream I walk up to a study hall, and open the door..... where my ex boyfriend and his new girl were sitting They were sitting quietly, their faces submerged in their computers My reaction is to quickly close the door and walk away, but after I close the door and start to walk away something makes me stop me I lean back against the wall in the hall as I'm trying to hold back tears, and compose To my surprise soon after the door fly's open and startles me..... his girlfriend storms out the door and disappears into another hall I expect him to come flying through the door any second and run after her I don't want to see that happen so I start to walk towards the stairs but before I make it to the stairs I feel the door fly open again,.... and its him, I know its him My reaction was to turn even though I was consciously trying to avoid him He is standing at the door frame looking in every direction, finally he looks my way and our eyes meet..... I freeze, the look on his face breaks my heart I can see pain in his eyes He starts running my direction and places him self between myself and the stairs Like I said I was expecting him to come flying through the door and run after her, but to my bigger shock he doesn't We hold each others gaze for a few seconds while the tears are welding up in my eyes and as I think to myself..... "but she's not me" Before i can even think act or react and without a word, He then pulls me into his embrace, one hand behind my back and the other behind my head intertwined with my hair He grabs a firm hold of my hair and pulls me back slightly, then leans in and kisses my forehead Then he quickly pulls me back in, holding me just a little tighter and whispers in my ear "I know baby, I know" as if he could read my mind or hear my thoughts I burst into tears and throw my arms around him, and burry my face in his chest, and just hold tight to him and I cry As he whispers to me again, and again "I know baby, I know"............. We continue to hold each other in silence. In an unbreakable embrace, clinging to each other as if for dear life.

One dream that I visual remember was when I was 11.My dream had a theme on Lord of the Rings a movie that I've only seen once or twice. I was giving a task to retrieve a sword that was stolen from this blacksmith. The Blacksmith was part of an elite group of swordsmen, who I was trying to join. I was told I could do them a big favor, if I retrieved this sword. I was given a ring of invisibility to take the sword back, because it was stolen by a beast/man. He was a beast who could transform back into a man, which made him to strong to face head on. The beast’s lived in a secrete area, where no other houses were around. The ring for a brief time was making me invisible from being seen. I was wandering through it’s house to where I found the sword next to a fireplace. Over the fireplace, hung skulls and old ancient swords. The closer I got to the sword the more I was becoming visible. The second I touched the sword the beast found me and without hesitating knocked me out unconscious. I became conscious in a loony state, where I saw a cliff, and a fire where the beast stood hunched over. It looked as if he was about to eat me or something else. He noticed I was conscious and rushed towards me, he told me the sword did not belong to the swordsmen because it belonged to him originally. I did not respond I was too shocked by his physical form. After he got his message across he threw me off a cliff where I plummeted to my death.

It always started with a vibrant color red slowly fading into the background, like a backdrop of evil setting the scene. Around the edges and into the corners of my vision were black shadows, the darkest I had ever seen. I entered from the left, terrified beyond measure, yet determined to get what I came for; my grandparents’ release from Hell, from the bondage of Satan himself. Nana and Papo, my paternal grandparents, would enter from the right, distraught, resigned, yet, a bit hopeful. I ran to them, hugging and kissing them. I can still feel the way my grandfather’s solid middle felt against my skinny, half-grown arms. And then there was Satan. His voice boomed over us like thunder. My heart seized with panic and sank like a rock within me as terror washed over me like an ocean’s wave. For just a moment, the three of us huddled together, Nana, Papo and me. Then, after what felt like an eternity of being frozen in fear but seconds of being comforted by the warmth of their bodies, of their love, my voice found me. I freed myself from the entanglement of their arms and knew I had to do this on my own. I demanded their freedom. I asked that they be able to return with me to my home. While I do not remember the words that roared from the scoffing voice overhead, I remember that my request was denied. Nana and Papo had to stay in Hell. There was no question about it. Then, they turned and exited back from whence they had come, resigned, saddened but willing. I screamed. I screamed their names. I screamed in protest. I screamed because of the injustice. They did not belong there. They knew Jesus. And yet, it had not been enough. In that moment, He had not been enough. That’s when I would awake in a panic, crying, hardly able to breathe. Yet another thing was out of my control. Yet another injustice was being committed and I could do nothing. My voice was not being heard. My stomach was churning as was my heart.

Me a childhood friend and a classmate from high school got kicked out of an all girls catholic school for cyber bullying that my deceased father spent years of training for me to get into that school then my mom and i were on a road trip and stopped to pick something up from someone we knew i suggested one of them sell us weed then a 3 way fight of brutal ***** fighting massacre broke out that me and my mom witnessed the last person surviving wanted to come after me with a sword then turned into a butterfly waiting to kill me outside my door

I had a dream that i heard the handle of my door and then a few seconds later close again. As i tried to open my eyes i had managed to make out a shadow that quickly disappeared before they shut again.The next minute i was trying to call out for my mum (knowing she was staying the night and in the next room). I couldn't get the words out though, almost like i was in shock and they were muffled. I also tried forcing myself to open my eyes, but it wasn't working - it was like they were so heavy that all my force was not strong enough. Eventually i was able to open them and sit up in my bed but there was nothing i could see. My heart was racing and i was even more fearful of falling back to sleep than i have been before even after watching scary movies. Once i did go back to sleep, my body jumped and woke to every little noise for the rest of the night.

I was in a dim room. I could see a person in a straight back chair. The oerson was slumped forward slightly so that hair hung over his/her face. He/she wore aa gown like one woyld have on in a hospital. It wasn't white but looked old, yellowed. I was standing several feet away and viewing this persin in a profike view from their left side. I felt I wasn't alone and could sense someone was standing with me. I asked "who is that?" but never received an answer. I asked twice more with more urgency. I never received an answer. Then I saw someoneor something dancing around the person in the chair. It turned to look directly at me as it danced around. It was wearing a long white dress, aapron ir something around its waist and had wild red hair. Its smike was enirmous and red. I suddenly thought of a witch and they seemed to sink lower as if into a lighted hole in the floor. I felt the one standing with my say I should pray and I heard words that didn't seem to come from ne but around me say, "peace, healing, love, hope,... I don't remember all the wirds that were praye. I awoke.

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