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My mom was in the kitchen drinking with her friends, and I was only seven. i ran outside and jumped in the snow. A cop came up to me and asked me if i was okay. When I told him I was, he said he had to take me back to the station to make sure I didn't break my leg or anything. Then my dream skipped to me being tapped to a chair and I looked like I was about a teenager. I heard babies crying and duct tape unrolling. Some how I got out of the duct tap on the chair and I found a case duct tapped shut. I unwrapped it and found three doll babies with their eyes missing. I touched the eye socket which was gooey like a real eye socket, then the babies started crying. the T.V turned on and it was the news saying a couple was going around kidnapping children because they couldn't have their own.

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My mom was in the kitchen drinking with her friends, and I was only seven. i ran outside and jumped in the now. a cop came up to me and asked me if i was okay. When I told him I was, he said he had to take me back to the station to make sure I didn't break my left or anything. Then my dream skipped to me being tapped to a chair and I looked like I was about 16 or 17. I heard babies crying and duct tape unrolling. Somehow I got out of the duct tap on the chair and I found a case duct tapped shut. I unwrapped it and found three doll babies with their eyes missing. I touched the eye socket which was gooey like a real eye socket, then the babies started crying. the T.V turned on and it was the news saying a couple was going around kidnapping children because they couldn't have their own.

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I'm at my grandma's beach house, a place that is very meaningful to me as in I might have my ashes spread there one day. I am looking down at the steps I have to get walk down and only view the stair case. I don't look up to see the beach or anything just the numerous amount of stairs I have to endure. When I look down at my feet I see that I am wearing roller blades. I hold onto the railing with my hands and inch forward ever so slightly with my feet. I make it safely to one step as I suddenly take a nasty spill on the landing deck (about 10 stair fall) I pick myself up and see all the stairs that are left for me to fall down. However when I am living this dream I am not seeing this first hand when I start to fall I see myself fall as an outsider creeping in the beach grass. When I go to pick myself up is when I creep back into first perspective. As I pick myself up and nurse my cuts and bruises is when I wake up.

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There is a beach made entirely of suitcases, I'm climbing over them down a pathway to the main beach and some are open but empty. Suddenly the beach floods with clear water and I see a shark come towards me. When it gets close I realise it is an inflatable shark and no harm at all. I run off up the beach across the suitcases and find a camper van buried in the ground up to the roof. When I look in through the roof I see my friend hiding in the bottom. Also, in this dream I am thin and fit, in real life I am overweight and very much not fit.

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Yesterday night i had a dream about my loved one... he passed away two months ago... I had a dream that actually i was trying to get a rickshaw to go home & he was sitting behind where passengers sit in that rickshaw... the moment i went closer & peeped inside, i saw him... he was hiding his face.. then when i saw him & i recognised, i was crying for him b'coz i questioned him that why is he playing such a prank on us coz everybody is arranging a funneral for him but he is here leaving me all alone... so, he got down of that rickshaw & started to walk away.. as i got down & begin to go behind him, he started running & so did i... then he got inside a building & me too did that... he was laughing... i was crying & begging him to come towards me... then he hiden somewhere... i sat on the staircase crying for him... after that he saw me crying he came to me... some conversation took between us, i dont remember it clearly but i very clearly mentioned that i neede him alot... i am alone without him& i love him more than myself....... some conversation again..... then i told him that wait here i am coming with my bags in two seconds... i asked him for promise & he promised me... but as i returned with the bag, he vanished.... I was so crestfallen & broken that i went to a mountain to its edge, cut my hand, stabbed myself with the knife & climbed off the mountain.... then after this very moment i got up in a shock......

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I am a frequent 'epic dreamer'; and have more recently experienced 'lucid dreams' where I can change, or manipulate, my dream to my own liking. These dreams are sweeping and beautiful, massive in scale, and can feature mountain ranges, valleys, vast moorlands, oceans, islands, lonely beaches or beautiful villages in the snow. They seem to go on for hours, uninterrupted, and I can recall every single detail for years afterwards. They all, without exception, feature an enormous house (different every time) and nearly all feature sex with an unknown man, who is always different and doesn't look like anyone I know. The house is always huge, isolated, gothic, empty, mostly derelict, with hundreds of rooms and the dream predominantly features me, either alone or with this man, discovering rooms. I am always excited, sometimes sexually exicted in these houses; somewhere in the dream is the knowledge that the house belongs to me and I'm discovering it for the first, most exciting, time, and deciding what I can do with it. I explore attics, cellars, staircases and bedrooms, but I always seems to linger for a long time by windows, gazing longingly out the the incredible view, or by enormous fireplaces, looking into the flames. Sometimes the house is truly derelict and haunted but I'm not scared, just in awe of its beauty and amount of rooms. There is always a very lucid feeling of real excitement in the dream and this usually turns to sexual excitement as the man in the dream makes his move on me. It can be incredibly intense and romantic, and the feeling stays with me for days or weeks. Sometimes years! Less frequently (once a month maybe) I feel such intense grief in a dream I wake up with my pillow wet and I'm depressed for days. Yet I never know why I was grieving. The only feeling that remains with me is that I've lost something and can never find it ever again. Sometimes in my dream I decide it's not romantic or gorgeous enough, and I can go back and change the crucial scene to my liking. I am even discussing this in my dream with myself, saying 'hang on - I could have been more heroic or powerful in that scene. Let's go back and do it again'. So I do, but improve on the outcome. All my dreams are so beautiful, and so epic in scale and emotion, that they exhaust me and real life seems very dull and ugly and unromantic in comparison.

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