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In the beginning the dreamer’s ex- boyfriend Andy and the dreamer were talking and having a friendly conversation on a dark green low deck that was even with the ground and attached to the house. The deck belonged to his father. In real life the deck on his father’s, Earls, house is actually 20 feet off the ground. It was winter time during the daylight. The leaves were fallen off the trees and the dreamer and Andy were wearing coats. His dad comes out of the door onto the porch. Then a dark haired man walks over from the driveway who must have known us because he said “We’ve got trouble coming now.” A very trusting friend of Earl’s who in real life has just married and moved away comes running towards him, screaming and crying. Next another male, her husband in real life comes up suddenly screaming “I know she loves you!” The commotion distracts the dreamer and next thing she knows Andy is throwing a punch at the husband to defend his father. Earl, the husband and Andy are all fighting in a pile on the porch and the dreamer is trying to stop them by screaming at them. The dream ends here.

The best way I can explain this is I go to the same places in different dreams. Last night I had a dream I was in this old creepy haunted house, and it is not a house I have ever seen before in real life. In my dream a girl I was with said she wanted to go down into the basement and I said "I will go with you but I won't go by myself because last time I almost couldn't get out. Then my dream self remembered being trapped in the basement by and evil spirit banging on the door begging for someone to let me out and I did finally get out. But that didn't take place in the dream I was having it was almost like a memory of a dream I had once before. I don't remember the other dream but I know I had been in that same place before. And this isn't the first time this has happened. There's multiple places I am in in my dreams that I keep going back to in other dreams but these places don't exist in real life. Same places different dreams and I have almost memories of being in these places.

My friend Haylie and I went to the lake to go boating and tubing for the day. So we loaded the boat with all the stuff we would need for the day like the tubes and wake boards and coolers that had soda and our lunch in them. When we left the boat dock we noticed that the water was lower than it had been the year before but we all just assumed it was due to the drought. We put the tube in the water, jumped onto it, got ourselves adjusted, and gave Ronald a thumbs up to signal we were ready. As we were tubing the water started to get lower and lower, to the point where the rocks at the bottom of the lake began to poke through the top of the water. When the tube hit a rock, the rock acted like a spring, catapulting us up into the air. At first Ronald didn%E2%80%99t notice, but once he did, whenever we were about to hit another rock he would speed up and we would go soaring. The dream ended with Haylie and I hitting another rock, Ronald speeding up, and us going so high that the rope arched over the boat and we flipped and landed in the front of the boat.

I was in school, and we were selling something. Then we were preparing for a big war at the end of school against some barbarians. On the last day of school, we had to choose a weapon. I managed to get a small mace, about the size of something you would get from a toy vending machine. I was kind of disappointed, but then I saw someone had drawn a stuffed animal, so I felt better about myself. So some people were relaxing, we had to clean out our desks, and there were a bunch of thin books in my desk. There were also drinks. I was kind of worried about the war, and I wondered who were the barbarians. The teacher told us we were allowed to kill, so I guessed that they weren't teachers. So I went outside and started swinging around the mace to practice, and accidentally hit my own hand a few times. It bled but it didn't hurt.

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