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I was on the phone and music was playing. i was sad scared and ambitious to talk to my person i had a relationship with. I told her not to give any ultimatums in life to people. i was outside of a home looking at a side walk. i was inside of home trying to go upstairs and a broken door was blocking the stairway. i made it around and went upstairs. i was searching for my girlfriend . she was not in the bathroom. i searched a bedroom and my girlfriend was there in bed alone covered halway in blankets holding a teddy bear. i tried explaining myself and my girlfriend did not want to hear my explanation to get back together. she said you broke my heart there is no saving our relationship.

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We were in the school cafeteria and there was an announcement that we were going to be bombed with a nuclear bomb. I called my mom as soon as i heard that and began running, everyone crouched down for protection, I heard silence and a long beep. The bomb went off and I ended up under a table, two girls helped me up and I ran home. It was my mom, step dad, and boyfriend then my sister showed up telling us she was leaving to california, we said goodbye and took off to a building. On our way there, to the shelter, i noticed how run down our city was. When we got to the shelter, there was a threat of another upcoming bomb. My boyfriend kept flirting with a young girl and maybe even cheating. We left the place and came home, it was just my mother and I, there was this big window that she was trying to cover up and i told her to get under the bed with me. she complained that she wouldn't fit but then hid with me when all i heard was silence, and saw a white light.

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My dream started with not being able to walk (reason why is unknown) so my friend who was with me told me i need to cut my foot open and take something out, i wasnt sure so he did it to himself to show me it was OK, so i took the knife and cut open both my feet whilst he took scissors and cut a tendon out. At first i thought the tendon was a really important big thing but he explained and showed how its tiny and unimportant, and without it i'd be able to walk again. There was ridiculous amounts of blood but no pain, i wasn't concerned about any of it but i was concerned about the open wounds that they were just flapping open gushing with blood but he told me it will heal eventually. Then, i was at a club and i was doing drugs. I was downing two water bottles full of ecstacy and my friend (who is himself usually careless and does a lot of drugs and thinks nothing bad of it) was telling me 'no!! Noo dont do all of that stop dont do it' but i carried on and was careless and did the drugs anyway because i wanted to and wanted to be happy like i usually am when doing drugs.

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“You know that place between sleeping and awake, that place where you can still remember dreaming? That's where I'll always think of you.” ― J.M. Barrie My name is Shannon. I'm a seventeen year old girl with a cognitive sleep disorder, who doesn't dream. I haven't had a real dream in ten years. When I go to sleep, my body and my brain shuts off, until it's either time to wake up, or pass between the realm of the sleeping, and the awake. In these ten years, when I slept I was plagued with nightmares, vivid nightmares beyond my control that stay with me, haunt me during the day. I'd see the figures in my nightmares everywhere, be it people, or unexplainable things. But today, when I slept, something happened: I was sleeping, yet awake and well aware, and while this was happening, I was dreaming. This dream has to be the most real thing that has ever happened. Let me tell you what happened: I was sitting outside of a lovely, slightly older house with a young man, he was a little older than I was, Maybe nineteen or twenty. It was dark, snow was falling to the ground, but it wasn't cold. We were talking, having a wonderful time; he was handsome; mid-length choclate colored hair that was combed back, though some of his hair had migrated infront of his face. He was wearing all black, not in the 'creepy gothic' way you would think. He was wearing a lovely leather coat, looked like he had traveled to london and back to get it, regular dress shoes, slacks, and a long-sleeve black top. I was different, much different. I was dressed in all white, though I couldn't tell exactly what I was wearing, we had on almost the same jacket: mine was white, cotton; and his, well I've already told you. I was wearing a white beret, and my hair was much different: it was long, almost down to my back and as blonde as a sun goddess; curled just slightly at the end; my glasses weren't black anymore, but a light baby blue. He smiled at me, took my hand and called me "Madaline." I responded! That wasn't my name but I responded as if I've had it for my whole life. This boy... He looked into my eyes and I could see through him, I could see into his soul. In an instant he turned, and pulled out a beautiful light blue and lime green stripped scarf, drapped it around my neck, and smiled once again. I beemed, I didn't know what to say, it was beautiful! gorgeous, even. He then took a small letter from his pocket, and handed it to me. It was a poem, entitled "My sweet Madaline."; I stopped, and looked at him, and proceeded to read: "My sweet Madaline, Though I will never be here in time, You are heaven to this tattered soul. You are a gift, that should be protected, And though we may be appart, in life: I can promise you, we will have our time, My sweet Madaline." Before I had a moment to respond, a little girl came out of the house behind us. She was about eight or so, with the same hair color hair as the young man. She looked at the scarf, then the note, and ran in side "Mommy, mommy! Why does she gets stuff and I don't!" she shouted, running inside. We both laughed. At that moment my eyes opened, my room was dark. It was about 11:00am; but when I closed my eyes, this.. dream... it continued. There was a court room, the young man was sitting in front with his lawyer, there was nobody on the stand. It seemed as though they were talking about a child that had died; Madaline. They had blamed the young man for it. The lawyer accusing him had found the poem. "My sweet Madaline" on his desk, to be honest, I don't know what was happening. I rushed into the court room, flinging open the doors and yelling "Stop!" Instantly all eyes were on me, the room fell silent as the young man looked back at me, and I knew, I just knew, he couldn't have done this. "That poem is about me! He wrote it about me!" I opened my eyes again, back to reality before turning to the otherside of my bed. Closing my eyes, I saw an older woman with two men standing on either side of her. She was holding a file, with one, small sheet of paper pulled out of it. "She's telling the truth." the woman said with a soft quiver in her voice. I saw the young man's face before my eyes opened for the final time. This is all I remember.

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I had a dream that I was in the hospital experiencing labor. All of my family was there even my extended family. I was crying consistently because of different things. One of them being because I did not like the hospital I was set to give birth at. I felt the nurses were rude cause they didn't introduce themselves. I could also see myself as an outsider as well. In the same viewpoint as a family member. I remember receiving a phone call from an aunt to say she couldn't make it. I don't know who the father was cause there was no father present. I gave birth alone and it was sudden. No doctors or nurses were there at the time. I acted as an outsider once I have birth and walked up to the bed removed the sheets and seen a baby there attached to an umbilical cord. I grabbed him and wrapped him, I cleaned him and shook him until got a response. He was a beautiful baby boy. He was a big baby. And we all cried. Instead of remaining in bed. I was up and about with no complaints of pain or bleeding. I was so upset with the hospital I was at I. Even cried and stated that I had to be there at that particular hospital for 3 days. My family was happy and they were supportive. I was worried about stretchmarks before the birth but my stomach was nice and firm after delivery.

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I dreamt that I secretly meet my ex boyfriend at a resturant. He explains to me why he has been so nasty with me. That he has a jealous girlfriend who watches his every move and that is the reason why he could not keep in touch. He is not sure if he wants to marry her. We get to my house and I tell him that I am going to tell my husband that he came to visit. I go and tell my husband who gets very upset about the idea. I then go back and tell him to take his stuff and go obeying my husband demands.

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