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It was like I was an animal, yet I didn't picture myself as something other than what I look like now. I don't know if that makes sense... It's like I was just perceived as an animal. Anyways, I was in this cage along with other animals and I was constantly thinking of ways to escape the cage. Like one of the other animals had this toy where it was like the front part of the house with a door and I was playing with it, opening and closing the door. And as I did that, I imagined a person opening a door and I was judging how much time it took for the door to close and if i would have enough time to escape through it. The people that were taking care of us weren't cruel, but the were persistent about keeping us inside the cages. I had a fear that if I were to escape this cage and get caught, that they would put me in a cage more secure that would be impossible for me to get out of. I had helped one of the other animals escape and a chase began for the people to catch it. I was thinking about my escape when I was woken up. This isn't the first time I've had a dream similar to this. I can vaguely recall other dreams I've had where I've been like an animal in a cage and only thinking about getting out of it. I do remember a dream where I did escape and woke up while on the run. I just find this all quite odd... Why do I keep dreaming about this scenario?

I was in school. College perhaps, because I recall being able to call the teacher "professor." I think, even, that the teacher in question was one of my teachers from college. Liz, we called her. Her first name was Elizabeth. I can't even remember what her formal 'teacher name' would be. She was always just Liz. My class and I had a project to do. A last-minute, end of the year project that was thrown together due to poor planning on the professor's part. I had to go to a particularly large classroom - literally quite grandiose, with stacks of bookshelves for some reason lining the walls - and I had to put on a performance for a class of younger students. We were tasked with performing Star Wars - just the first movie, Darth Vader and all that noise. But we had no costumes. Nor did we have any preparation. We had to do it right then. The only costumes we could find were (and this may be dangerous to say around these parts)... animal costumes. Fur suits. All I can remember was being mad. That wasn't what I signed up for. I was failed by the educational system. Failed by my professor. I remember yelling about it, making a scene, in front of the audience, about how much of an utter disgrace the whole thing was.

I came to a place that looked as though it was a small or medium size town with a dome over it. there were animals in side already. many other people had come to this town also but apparently we were all lied to of what this place really was. it was actually a huge experiments they were doing on us. they close down the dome and all exit to get out of the town. it was all in order to see what to people would do when they are trap or in time of a disaster. when we were locked in everyone went crazy and started to kill one another. in the end pretty much everyone had kill at least one person and have gone crazy or semi crazy but me. the people who were left made a vote for a leader and then we moved forward to a year or maybe more later. we have develop our own society. no one kill each other anymore but it was still allow

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