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I feel like I was somebody else in this dream, because I called some lady my mother but I have never seen her before in my life. And this girl that had a romantic interest with me was either my best friend or my "dream sister" (I've never seen her before in my life either), but either way she was really close to me. Anyway, so I'm a co-host of some event, where we are entertaining strangers, serving cotton candy and whatnot... Feels like an outdoor mini-carnival in the middle of nowhere. Just me and this "sister", though, no mother yet. We are talking to strangers. There's a little girl, her family. Looks like her older brother maybe, and a dog. Have a (disgustingly pleasant) feeling that something evil is about to happen. Time passes, events blur... We are murdering the strangers. Bodies lay on the ground and my hands are bloody. The dog is dead and unidentifiable members of the family are strewn about. The little girl is still alive but has sickening injuries that my "dream friend/sister" caused with a shovel. She is screaming. I try talking to my friend/sister but the screaming is too loud, so she just ends her life while I momentarily look away. I feel no remorse or pain or disgust, and I note that in my dream. On my way from the massacre, I pocket some cash I think I got from the dead people, and this black guy sees me do it. He gives me shit about not having my cash out around a black guy in public, saying "you probably think I'll steal it" and other meaningless accusations. I purposely goad him into becoming violent (I forget how) and then I draw out a pistol and shoot him. He dies and I feel good. I meet a young man, late teens/early twenties, and his mother. I predict his death. He is stubborn and arrogant and I just have this feeling that he will die soon. Then I pull my friend/sister aside because I want to ask her about the sick shit we did today. And whether or not I'll go to Heaven. I wanted to ask her why I didn't feel any guilt or remorse when that bloodied up little girl was screaming for her life. Events blur again; the woman in my dreams that is called "mother" (the woman I don't know) gets off work, comes home and seduces me. I was aroused at the thought of more murder, and of sex with these two women whom I don't know but in my dream they were either family or close friends and knew of what I did. I didn't feel any guilt and wanted to do it all again. Incest

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Dreamed i was looking out the window at my husband driving on the highway trying to get my attention. When i saw him he got out of the vehicle in the middle of the highway and started talking to me. The vehicle was still for a moment but then started rolling down the highway. When he ran after it, it started going toward a guard rail. It hit the rail bounced back and hit my husband and knocked him off his feet then stopped. I ran to him. He was not seriously injured. I held him tightly then woke up.

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I had a dream that my boyfriend died. I was a white clear space. I was sitting in a chair, in front of his casket. Our friends and family came one by one up to me. They said things like he really did love you. During this time on white room or space, moments we were together was playing. All the while I am sobbing quietly.When he come and sits next to me, and I poke his face, and we both chuckle. We don't say a word, and just look at our lives, laughing at the funny moments. Until he tightly grabs my hand and says I'll be fine, and I nod and say okay, with tears in my eyes. I see him walk away into this white space, and I away there alone, in front of the casket, looking at our life. What does this mean?

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I was riding on a cargo freight train through a war-torn area, along with many others. The train was moving so slow that donkeys caring bags and suitcases could walk alongside us at matched speed. We were attacked by guerillas and those on the train with me began fighting back, shooting and pushing those attackers off that tried to jump on the train. I became overwhelmed and felt as if I didn't have the energy to keep fighting. Everything went into slow-motion, and I realized that our attackers are not carrying any weapons and are mere children (ages 10-20). In the trenches alongside the train, I see hundreds of corpses on top of corpses (as if these children were victims of a mass homicide and thrown by the train tracks). I started yelling for everyone to stop fighting these children, but they looked at me as if I were crazy, pushed me to the side, and kept battling. I jumped off the slow-moving train and saw a survivor in the trenches. Upon leaning down to help what appeared to be a severely wounded, malnourished boy of 10-13yrs, I reached to support his head and was startled at the touch of the pus and blood spilling wounds he had. As I was startled, I drew my hand back and his head fell off--only the skin had already grown over this wound, and now I had what was then a badly decomposed body in front of me. Convinced he was alive a moment before, I looked over at his head and was terrified to see that his eyes could still blink and look around--and that his mouth was still moving as if trying to moan. I tried to back up, stand up, anything to get away, but kept slipping on the other corpses. Then this boy's body attempted to stand up. I was terrified beyond belief and finally gained enough ground to stand and run. I looked back and saw his body standing, headless, and with very jerking movements, begin to walk...

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Me and my mom where in some Spanish country on vacation. We went to a beach with these big steps that connect to the deck where people sit. My mom sat with some ladies and I went towards the beach. I was thin wearing a white bikini. When I got on the beach there was this rack where people were hanging their towels. I tried to throw mine's up there but I was too short. I was about to put it on someone else's table but I did want to just leave it there so I went back to the deck. I was asking the ladies if they could help me I told them I didn't speak Spanish and one of the women translated for me then my mom and the ladies came to help me when I turned around a huge wave came and hit the entire beach just below the deck. I told myom "Could you imagine if I was out there?" At that same moment a employee cable car washed up onto the steps of the beach the employee was unharmed but he was locked inside my I'm unlocked the door and helped the employee out. That's where the dream end.

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After many moments that seemed like they were in fast forward ,(which I can't recall) I find myself at my best friend's house, as if I just woke up from spending g the night. 5 minutes later his 3 years older than me sister walks in the kitchen like she just woke up too. I suddenly walk into the kitchen with her and hug her from behind like couples would. After a little while of this, we both lean in for the kiss and it quickly became a passionate make out session. I lifted her up on the counter and suddenly it flashes to her boyfriend giving her a hug from behind for about a second. It flashes back to the part of us making out with her sitting on the counter. I wake up after finding her mother behind us gasping.

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