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I dreamt my first crush, he proposed me 15 years back and after a year we lost connection. yesterday night i dreamt him, as if he was dead and my few friends telling me that he is no more. and when i went to see him there were many who came to see him, but he was not dead, but in death bed, as soon as he saw many of us, he said no one should call me Naushad, my dad used to call me by that name, and he was very furious, he gets up from death bed and he asks us why all of us are here, and he asked do u know me ? to each and he asks me too.. and i said yes i know u , i was your junior and and recalls and smiles. and then he is normal, every one looks at us. e

Sunday night I had a dream about meeting One Direction at one of their concerts. My friends and I won tickets to a sold out concert in San Francisco and we also got backstage passes to meet the band. Instead of driving ourselves to the city, we got picked up in a helicopter and got dropped off on the roof of the concert hall. With front row seats, we got to touch their hands and feel the heat from the stage lights. They performed their entire album and we sang along to each and every song. During their performance of “One Thing,” I got invited to go onto stage so they could sing to me in front of the entire crowd of over 2,000 people. After the three hours concert ended, my friends and I went backstage to wait to meet everyone from One Direction. When they came out we all screamed with excitement and ran up to all of them. We took at least 30 pictures with them and I got to have some nice conversations with Harry Styles and Zayne Malik.

My first crush is dead and my few friends telling me that he is no more. and when i went to see him there were many who came to see him, but he was not dead, but in death bed, as soon as he saw many of us, he said no one should call me Naushad, my dad used to call me by that name, and he was very furious, he gets up from death bed and he asks us why all of us are here, and he asked do u know me ? to each and he asks me too.. and i said yes i know u , i was your junior and and recalls and smiles. and then he is normal, every one looks at us. e

On Friday I had a dream about Homecoming. In this dream I was getting ready for Homecoming with my friends at a hotel in San Francisco. Instead of being at school, Dougherty’s Homecoming was being held in Los Angeles. After getting ready, my friends and I caught a cab to the airport so we could fly down to LA. Within 20 minutes of being in the air we began feeling some turbulence. The captain put on the fasten seatbelt sign and warned everyone to stay seated. All of a sudden the plane jolted and started falling down from the air and unknown speeds. Terrified, I held onto the armrests of my seat and prayed to God to make sure we do not die. All of a sudden there was a huge flash in the sky and the plane safely landed on some island. Surrounded by water and nothing but sand and palm trees, everyone began to panic. My friends and I sat on the beach in our Homecoming dresses waiting for someone to find help when all of a sudden we ended up on Hollywood Blvd.

I was sitting in a bar and there were very expensive whiskey bottles on the shelves. Two of my friends walked in and shot a spitball at me, but he missed and hit the shelf, sending a million dollars worth of whiskey shattered on the floor. Then a woman (who looked like my Chemistry teacher) ran by with a glowing stick in her hand. She ran by again and I asked her what she was doing. She then walked up and killed both my friends, making me extremely emotional. She then took me through the memories of a little boy, including his baseball games. Then, she took me to a white room where a convicted rapist was being held. The convicted rapist was apparently the grandfather of the little boy with the memories. The woman began reading the memories to the old man. She told me she had to do this everyday. The old man then motioned me over to a piano and we played a song together. (I have no idea how to play the piano, but I did perfectly in this.) Then, the woman asked the old man how he felt about his son. The old man said nothing. The woman then asked the old man how he felt about his grandson. The man said he wished his grandson was his son. The woman then turned to me and told me to "Solve the mystery" or something very vague like that. When I made the assumption the grandfather attacked the little boy, the woman locked me in a dark room with a purple door. She told me I wouldn't be able to get out until I solved the puzzle. I screamed for her to let me out, but she refused. Then I woke up mid scream.

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