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Last night, I've dreamt that I was in China and once I was there. I was in a group that was going into a peaceful town, there they have everything: Foods, clothes, and etc. But before we are about to go to any shops, we actually went to a place that has obstacle courses for everyone and then I was the first person to go first. Once I was there I've stumbled upon a creature that looks like a snake and it was looking at me than all of the sudden it kinda wanted me to follow it to a location somewhere that has a beautiful and yet marvelous view of the forest that we're at.

I woke up in my mom's house in my room with a man standing over me. He was about to kill me and my sister. He was a hit man named "The Nun." I asked what they were paying him to kill me and he said $800 for me and $800 for my sister. I told him I would double the offer if he did not kill us. He said ok. I never paid him yet, but I said I was going to. Before he left I asked who wanted us dead, and he said your mom. I later called my dad crying and told him that mama put a hit out on me and my sister. He said, "And you actually believe that, your mother loves you." I then realized that it was dumb because she did love me, so I told him I was planning on call her and asking. I called my mom and calmly asked why she hired someone to kill us. She said your sister just called screaming and yelling asking the same thing. She said it was not her, that she would not do such a thing like that, and she loved us. I told her I did not know who to believe, I told her, my dad, my sister, and "the Nun" to meet me at my school. We were all going to take a lie detector test. I was the first one there. My head coach and assistant coach were there. My head coaches dad was going to give us the test. Everybody showed up except The Nun, and as soon as I realized he was not there, I woke up.

More than once, I get into my car and an elderly man gets in the backseat. He gives me requests as if I am a taxi, “Grocery store, please” or “Home, thanks”. I am never afraid of him and he seems to trust me. I seem to have an understanding that he knows I am not a taxi but that he needs my help; it makes me feel good to assist him. He seems kind and wise. At one point, I am driving a car and pulling a motorcycle behind me/it. At one point, I pull over and am walking around the outside of the vehicle; aware of the attention the car and motorcycle seem to be attracting (they are lovely and expensive). I get into the car and the old man is now directly beside me and he needs to go to the grocery store. I pull away from the curb but realize I leave the motorcycle behind me. I fret about this and think about backing up; it is not appropriately or legally parked but I realize there is oncoming traffic behind me and I will have to leave it and return to it later. The car has changed to more of a frame of a car; with metal bars giving it shape but otherwise completely exposed to the outside. I seem to be having trouble steering and directing the car; I am not entirely out of control but I feel clumsy with it. I am embarrassed that I do not remember how to get to the store the old man wants to go to and I have to ask him to remind me of the way - - he tells me to make a right at the next light and I do; this seems to trigger my memory and I suddenly realize the direction/store where we are going. At one point, we get out of the car and are in an elevator together – I do not remember if we are going up or down – only that we are on our way to the store.

Hello! My name is Hannah. I am 15, and I live in Pennsylvainia, US. A few months ago I had a strange dream and I'm having trouble figuring it out. Before I tell you my dream, you should know that I have an Instagram. Which means that I have friends from other parts of the world. I really only have 2 permanent bestfriends from the internet; Rachael and Gio. The others just come and go. I've known both Gio and Rachael for the same amount of time (10 months) -no they're not stalkers. Kinda hard to hide that for 10 months everyday,and we've skyped-. Anyways, my dream goes like this... My family (mom, dad, brother, sister, and me) went on a vacation to Pureto Rico. We had a little condo there. So, I was making my bed beside the window, and I was getting really excited, and I was changing in front of the window... which is weird because I was doing it on purpose. Anywho... 5 minutes later Gio walks by... and I shout down from the balcony. (It sorta reminded me of Romeo and Juliet), and we meet, but I wasn't nervous or anything. You see I have anxiety, which means I worry about little things like meeting people. But, it was like it was all gone. But anyways he took me to meet his family and they were nicer than he mentioned. You learn a lot in 10 months... And they did tribal dances as well... but the thing is... he lives in New Jersey. He has mentioned that he was Purteo Rican. But his house was like a small white shaq. I seriously have no idea what to think about this dream. Please help.

I was dreaming of what seemed like my very first boyfriend from over 15 yrs ago. He was white and had a motorcycle. He bought a house for us and we were slowly starting to renovate it together, when he drove off to go to the store to pick up something. Then somebody had called me telling me he was in an accident and in the hospital. By the time I got there he had died. I was so heartbroken and went back to the house he had bought for us. I kept renovating like he had planned on doing. Then I saw what was his ghost leaving me messages and hugging me tight. Then I noticed he had the same catheter for dialysis as my current fiance has. Yet, my fiance is black. It felt like it was a mix between both of them. Anyway... I kept crying and crying and the pain of having lost my love felt so real. All of a sudden my father came by and brought me laundry my (ex) boyfriend had washed last and pictures of me and him, so I kept crying even more. My father, which lives in another country, came to comfort me. Yet, the ghost was still present and kept drawing me messages on the kitchen table telling me how much he loves me. It felt so real and I woke up feeling very odd and sad. I don't even know if the love in my dream was my ex from over 15 yrs ago or my fiance from now. They both completely different, but in my dream it was like a mix of.them. what does that mean?

I come out of a club and walk for a while. Its late, im drunk, and i have no car. I happen to see a car that resembles my aunt's and i go to see who is in the car. It happens to be my uncle and my aunt is in the passengers seat. They tell me they will drive me home. I get in the back and as they drive i start to feel sick and my head is swimming. We pull up at a house i do not recognize but my mother and her boyfriend are standing outside as if they own it. Completely lost, i get out and greet them. They're all over each other which is unusual since my mother is known to be discreet. We walk into the house and my sister is there with her husband. I wake up after that i wake up.

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