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Im on a different planet looking down on the earth. Im in this absolutely gorgeous place with green grass and flowers surrounding me but i can hear wailing and screaming in the distance. I have a deep feeling of hopelessness and dread. In the grass there are many sticks and in order to save the world i have to pick them all up and shove them into a huge cannon which is the only thing in the vast expanse of grass. As i do i can hear the wails and crys comming from earth getting louder. Mothers that know something is going to happen to their children and children crying out in terror. I try my best but I know I can't succeed. I sink to the ground sobbing and then I wake up with the sound of the crys ringing in my ears.

It was a dream where at one part i was watching a show, except it was like behind the scenes. and this one girl was ordering everyone around, and wasnt letting anyone take breaks and made this one intern make her a sundae, then this "cop" or i think it was a cop was there and he fell asleep on the table the sundae was on and he had a fish on his face. then when she bent over to yell at him, next thing i knew there was a big black spider on her head and everyone was freaking out, and it went on the table/bed and everyone was scared, and then i was covered with this net blanket and the spider was outside of it. then the spider seem to like fall together, like make itself into a ball then cop person took the spider into his hangand said "oh no mister spider you should go to her" like he was a part of something to teach her a lesson about being too bossy or something, but i was in the girls position so he shoved the spider to me.

Me, my sister and my deceased dad are at the fair. We went into a resturant in the fair. Ordered mashed potatoes and more food. I wanted to bring my bag of stuff in but the owner of the resturant told me i couldn't. We argued and I lost the argument. Angry, I told my father to give me the keys to the car. He gives them to me and walk outside. I saw a woman I thought was creepy. I opened the car, put the items inside and locked it. Walked back inside and witnessed a prank between a person and the news station. The news staion got revenge on the person. Heard laughing.

Me, my ex and my Ex's ex- girlfriend was in a warehouse working. It almost looked like an seafood market place because there were big rectangular fish tanks that you usually would see catfish and lobsters in. Instead, we seen spirits. if you said a certain word it word drive them crazy and they would show thier haggard faces or hand prints on the glass. The three of us challenged the spirits and continue to chant whatever the word was. Next thing i kn ow is that im being dragged by my feet. In my dream i see nothing grabbing me. NO ghost no spirit. Just the paranormal activity. I grab on to this chain hanging from the ceiling in order not to be dragged out the door. My ex and her ex girlfriend try to reach for me but by this time im too high in the air. I tell them im going to let go and for them to watch and see where the spirit is going to pull me to. i let go, they watched as they thought i was going to the next buliding over. They decided to take a shortcut to try to beat me there. Once they where out of sight, i was pulled in a total different direction. As so the paranormal activity had tricked them. Thats when I awaken.

Me, my sister and my deceased dad are at the fair. We went into a resturant in the fair. Ordered mashed potatoes and more food. I wanted to bring my bag of stuff in but the owner of the resturant told me i couldn\'t. We argued and I lost the argument. Angry, I told my father to give me the keys to the car. He gives them to me and walk outside. I saw a woman I thought was creepy. I opened the car, put the items inside and locked it. Walked inside and witnessed a prank between a person and the news station. The news staion got revenge on the person. Heard laughing.

I recently dreamt of a crowded airport terminal which had only elevators for means of transportation. I was young and was saying goodbye to my older adopted brother, whom was dressed in an official uniform similar to a marine's. He told me he was leaving me alone in order for us to have a better life. The place he was going was corrupt but no one knew at the time. Years later I was saying goodbye to my guy friend (We constantly flirted with each other until he left for college recently) at the same terminal but to a different destination. I was making sure he had everything when an unfamiliar face called me and I ran to her excited. We talked and I completely ignored my friend's upset and jealous calls to me. Finally he left and once I realized he was gone I desperately tried to push through the crowd to get to him but just missed with the elevator doors closing at the tips of my fingers. I hung my head and began to cry when I felt his arms wrap around my stomach and his face nuzzle in my neck with a smile on his face. He asked if he really thought he'd leave me without a proper goodbye and I smiled at him. He then left me and i watched him leave happily.

I was locked in a school with my friends. We were separated and given cellphones, but whenever I tried to call somebody, a creepy voice would answer me instead. It told me that it could see everything I did and knew what I was thinking. I knew my friends were dying because they weren't following the orders, but I don't know how I knew this. I tried to escape, but the voice followed me everywhere and I felt the sensation of being chased by someone. The face I thought of when I heard the voice was horrifying and ugly. Then my dream switched to a forest full of mist, where an investigator was conducting an investigation. A little girl in a white dress came up to him. He asked her if she knew what happened to the dead man. She nodded and pulled on a roll of toilet paper, until a bloody square came out with a scene printed on it. Her eyes were shut but obviously brimming with blood, so she wiped them on the toilet paper, and when she moved it the blood got all over the side of her dress. Then she ran away into the distance, her face contorting into an evil expression. The camera pans back to the investigator, who has been replaced by a solemn ring of people. It appears to be a wedding, and the camera peers over the shoulder of the bride, looking for someone (perhaps the groom) who never appears.

I had a dream last night. I was on board a commercial flight with friends from my previous holiday (we never used planes on that holiday I may add). There were two simultaneous flights. We were on board one aeroplane and another, headed to the same destination was flying slightly ahead of us. From the window I occasionally caught a glimpse of the other plane. At the time of the crash, we were passing over some very tropical and beautiful scene below; there were many locals, possibly African, sailing in tiny boats and fishing and generally bustling around on the coast. As I looked from the window I could see a vast plethora of coloured sails, umbrellas and people wearing fantastically coloured clothes. It was beautiful. Shortly after, a message came over the speaker system that we would be dropping altitude dramatically, in order to overtake the other plane, as our pilot thought they were travelling too slowly and the best way for us to pick up speed in order to pass the plane was to manage a controlled drop from altitude whilst turning. All the passengers and I had full confidence in the pilot and suffered no anxiety. As we lowered towards the beautiful coastal scene I was amazed by the perfect curvature of the earth that I could see, the sea seemed to bend on the horizon. I spoke to my friend next to me, a passenger called Pete from Singapore. He told me much about the locals below and I admired his knowledge, however the details of this conversation escape me. Soon after, another message came over the intercom, it was the pilot. He was very happy, almost boastful, about how well he had done in passing the other plane, and that now we could continue with great speed on to our destination (I don’t actually know where we were headed). The pilot then added that he was now going to regain the appropriate altitude for the flight and therefore a dramatic climb was imminent. The nose of the plane rose to an almost vertical ascent. So much so that I adjusted myself on my seat so that my backside as, in fact, on the headrest of my chair. Other people stayed as they were, seated as though they were in the carriage of a climbing rollercoaster. This is a thought which occurred to me in the dream, it actually felt like we were on a rollercoaster. Despite this everybody was calm. I had a mild disquiet in my stomach however and my trust in the pilot had diminished somewhat. I saw him as an arrogant show-off, was any of this necessary? A short while later, the plane began to stall and fall from the sky. We crashed into the ocean not far from the coast. Things went black for a short moment and there was the feeling of a powerful impact. When vision was restored however, everyone around me was fine, except I had a terrible dread feeling that people somewhere must have lost their lives, and that myself and my neighbours were very lucky to be unharmed. We all quite calmly unbuckled ourselves from the seats and proceeded to force open the door and slide down the escape chutes in a very orderly fashion. We were introduced to the warm tropical ocean for the first time. I paused at the exit and was surprised to see everybody wearing life jackets. I asked the stewardess where they were kept and she claimed not to know. I checked under my seat and found nothing. Nevertheless, I slid down into the sea. The water was warm and calm; the plane wreckage seemed to disappear instantly. Me and my friends swam calmly towards the shore. That beautiful and colourful scene. We were met part way by local fisherman similarly swimming in the water. They had the look of aboriginal or tribal denizens yet were polite and spoke good English, we exchanged greetings and nothing more as we headed to the beach. Upon reaching the sandy shore I remember seeing coins buried under a light covering of sand. I bent down and inspected further. I discovered that the coins were English pennies, all different types. Upon this discovery I was filled with a terrible feeling that the second plane had crashed too, and that must be how these coins arrived upon the beach. I felt, or feared that, everybody on the second plane had died in the crash. It was at this moment that I woke up.

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