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Went out with roommate to get chicken gyro have to put mustard or something strange unfamiliar place we’re in a semi basement big apartment she had to wait for me because i got distracted called my mom and then roommate called me she was waiting outside for me went to get gyro at some point i was having sex with anthony in ‘my bed’ in this bigger apartment.. went on for awhile pretty graphic somebody walked in on us? for some reason i had to go to ‘virginia beach’ australia went through this strange airport ended up in a lecture hall for ‘music and mind’ dan the psych was the lecturer handed out papers, stared at me. it was a big long lecture hall walking around australia at my therapist office. slightly creepy dude pale skin blonde hair light pink shirt white coat smooth voice said next session look at my sexual history. and it doesn’t look good i think back. david? paul? or should i lie about it?

I was in what looked like my middle school in New York except my classes and teachers were all of the ones in Old Bridge High School. I was running through the halls when the setting changed to what looked like a little kids birthday party. I didn’t recognize any of the people there except one of my childhood friends from where my family spent summers upstate when I was little. I didn’t remember her name but when I tried to walk up to her it seemed like a crowd of people were blocking her until I couldn’t see her at all. For some reason, I started to walk backwards until I was in a backyard and then the dream ended.

There is all black then as if a spark of light hit the floor, I see light and I walk out of a room. I look behind me and see the door close. the door is like a solid metal, bending above me as I look up. I am holding a hand, which is my guess because I feel something soft yet hard. Something hot yet cool, something squishy. I am pulled forward, yet I try to stop walking. Like I know what is going to happen next. I turn and wiggle my small hand till i am free. When I am free I start to run, but before I know it I am facing that same metal door. I look for any sign of escape. The door opens an inch and to my surprise, there is a light. I move my hand to the door, but just as I touch it, pain begins to rise in my fingers and then the light becomes bitter and bleak.

My dream began where I was sitting on my sofa when the bell rang. I opened the door to find Lisa Simpson, in a Girl Guide uniform, at my door, who asked me if I wanted to buy some cookies. Being a nice guy, I obliged and asked for three boxes. She said "So, OK, you want five boxes..." I was confused and said "No. I said I wanted three". Suddenly, she repeated, more forcefully this time, "You want FIVE boxes", before kicking me in the nuts and holding a knife to my throat, before repeating "You want five boxes. That'll be £102.50". I, scared out of my wits, nodded and gave her all the money in my wallet. She kicked me in the nuts again, said "Have a nice day" in a mocking tone and walked off, leaving me writhing in pain on my doorstep. I am male, British, and will be 18 in just under 2 weeks (my birthday is on Christmas Day). I am male, British, and will be 18 in just under 2 weeks (my birthday is on Christmas Day). I am somewhat immature in personality and often ignore people when they try to remind me of the responsibilities of adulthood. I am also not conventionally handsome or in shape and do not partake in any particular "male" activities (e.g. I am not interested in sports). I am also somewhat awkward with the opposite sex. I used to watch the Simpsons when I was a child; Lisa was my favourite character. I am wondering of the significance of this. I only started having these dreams round about now, when people reminded me of my milestone birthday.

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