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In one i am running to catch up with a woman .each time i get near ,i trip and fall another woman,smiling and shouting my name,comes with great alacrity and offers her hand,but when i reach to grab it,she disappears in another a female professor hand me a test although i have spent hours studying for it , i know none of the answer the professor derides me for my poor performance i watch while she relays my ignorance to the class with comic hilarity thesw dreams were not haed to understand .in fact it was just the opposite they were pellucid,and absent in my knowledge of dream interpretation.however there was one dream i could never quite construe.i bite unto an apple .dll my teeth fall out i had this dream far more than any of the others when my mother and my cousins has technically the same with my dreams

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I am in my deceased grandads front room and it is as if he has just died, there are a lot of people in there going through things but none of them are family. I tread in a wet patch with my right foot and realise that this is a wet patch where my grandad hada coughing fit and urinated in the floor, the wet patch is on the corner of a rug and no-one else mentions it which surprises me, I then keep putting my foot there to see if it is real. I am an adult in the dream even though my grandad died when I was 6 years old.

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I was walking around Neverland, but it was a town, and it had houses and banks and stuff. All the lost boys were gone, but I some how knew pan and I missed him so I wanted to try and find him. I couldn't find him as we walked around a naborhood with my family (mom, brother, aunt, all four cousins) and I heard my mom whispering to my aunt talking about how there was said to be a powerful being trapped in one of the houses. I saw the biggest house and remembered something-I don't know what I remembered- and I rushed towards it. I opened the door and ran to the living room which was the center of the house and look around trying to find a hidden jail cell or something. I look close to the front of the room and there's a ledge with what looks to be a door. I ran to it and tried to open it, but then I heard my mom yelling not to go see him. I kept trying to get it open then I saw a twisty switch- you know the ones that you use for a hose- and I twisted it. I stepped back expecting pan to appear, but he didn't. I walked closer and breathed in the gas that was released and I fell to the ground unconscious. Everything goes black then little by little my vision comes back, but I'm not where I used to be. I stand up and look around then pan appears. And I run up and try to hug him, but he steps back making me realize he's till mist and not really there even though he is. He told me that I shouldn't had come because my mom will get me in trouble, and how he wasn't worth it. I denied it all and we just sat and talk for hours, but when the gas wore off a bright white flash covered my eyes and I ameditaly back on the floor of the house, not understanding what had just happened, and why I wasn't talk to pan anymore. I run back to my house seeing as it was late outside. My dad was home and asked where I was, and I said i was out with a friend and he let me go to bed. The next day I wake up around noon, and jump out of bed all ready for the day. I rush downstairs and storm through the door eager to see pan again. I run through our yard and cut straight the middle of "town" to get to his house. I run up his yard and rush into his house. Slide into my knees and turn the switch. Still on the ground I take a deep breath and loss consciousness again. We talk for every again and I wake up the same way. I flop onto my back think about how much trouble I'm going to be in, then I stand up walk out and lock the door so no one can hurt the gas thingy. The rest of the day I run through the woods with my cousins and mom and aunt. Around linner time my family walks around the neighborhood and I ask to stop and look at the house that pan "lives" in they let me and tease me for likening a monster like pan. I shake my head shyly and walk in through the back door-through the door next to the garage. I repeat the process as before, but this time while I'm talking to pan I her my moms voice saying. "I'm going to set this[an alarm clock] up so she will wake up and never be able to go see HIM again."

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I was in an abandoned run down strip mall at night. I was with two other people, they were both young adults, a young man and a young woman. At time I would see myself in the third person, I looked like a vital old man with a strong nose and a head of silver hair. (Though In reality I am 20 years old) We walked into the bowels of the mall and could here the sounds and voices of the city fading behind us. We walked to the end of the corridor and felt an evil presence. Down an escalator at the end of another short corridor was a pile of garbage. in front of it were two dead bodies and a man tall and muscular with a crew cut and pitiless sandy eyes. "What in the name of Christ is going on" I shouted as I ran down the stairs towards him. He acknowledges me with a casual nod and grins. (What he says next is lost to my memory but I remember a chilling fear as a result of his words) Immediately I turned to my companions, I am between them and the killer. "Go get help" A bright light is on their faces yet concealing their eyes in shadow. The girl is two paces from me and the boy a pace behind her. She smile first, a little reluctantly I shift my gaze to the boy and he meets my gaze with a relieved smile. And in a moment they are gone. I turn back to the killer (He says something else that I can not recall) This time his words have no sway. He jogs over to a door in the wall, with a remorseless grin he beckons me to follow. Through the door I got into a small dusty room. The room is small and very dusty filled with metal objects and two metal workbenches in the center. The killer speaks one last time and moves close with his hands outstretched to choke me I assume. I grab his arm and using his momentum throw him down onto the ground. He gets up and continues to assault me. Soon it escalates and he grabs a metal blade. I move in close and disarm him hoping to hold him in check until help arrives. Unfortunately he slips away and now he is slashing and throwing anything sharp he can find at me. I manage to evade him and finally my compassion gives way. I take a long 10 inch blade and drive it down to the grip in his collar bone. He looks at it a moment with disapproval and continues to assault me. Now I am desperate and anything sharp I can find, I plunge into his body. Finally I find a small piece of sheet metal with a tapered edge and drive it into a long wound across his chest where his heart should of been. I throw him over my shoulder and he smashes into the wall and lies crumpled on the ground, a bloody mess. Tears well in my eyes "Why do you live like this aren't you in pain?!" He answers laboring "The pain is great..." Suddenly there is a bubbling sound he pushes himself off the floor and walks slowly toward me. All the metal in him is receding, disappearing into his body until there is no sign of conflict at all. He stands in front of me, puts his arms firmly, almost tenderly on my shoulders "...That is what I want for us" I am shocked no words come to me. He walks me to the door "Wait I have something to show you" He walks around a corner and brings a white towel over to me "look" he says He opens the towel a little bit and I stoop down to see what it is. A can of cat food half opened. light glints off the sharp edges of the lid "Its just cat food I promise" he mumbles as he walks into the shadows of the room. My heart skips a beat and I walk slowly out the door and start down the hall" I take two steps and my heart skips again as I hear from behind me the sound of the metal lid being pulled back from the can.

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My name is Jaysen I have had a recurring dream since I was 6 years old Iam now 36 and still to this day have this same dream that go's a little deeper each time but all ways starts off the same way here go's It starts off I am in a long narrow boat I'am in the middle wearing a dark cloak as well as the figure in front of me as well from behind me its very dark i cant tell were the sky starts and were the water ends its all the same there is a lot of smoke and fire all around me and there are buildings half submerged in the water. we pull up to lad and all 3 of us are out we head to a building with giant Roman Pillar's this building is all so surround by fire in the water the entrance way is open with several stairs leading down to a landing and more stairs then I wake up every time. sweating in a wet bed from my head up and every time I have a low pitch reigning in my ear that slowly fades out. this reining also happens in the day time when I am am working or just driving or sitting around the house and has bin going on since the time of the dreams started.

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I was very fond of a person who has played an important part in my life. We are no more and it has been 2 years since I tried to cut off links with this person. I dream frequently about going to this person's native place which is a beautiful place, act all touristy but in reality I am hoping to meet this person. I am always with my confidant, my best friend. The place which i dream of is seldom bearing resemblance to the actual place, most often the place where this person lives is up a hill and I remember the journey to his residence as the most vivid part of the dream. I am happy about the prospects of meeting him. But never in any dream have I met him. The dream ends with my disappointment and my journey back, the vacation ending.

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