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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?

Im laying strapped to a bed. I can hear music lightly playing in the background. the room is musky. a dark red tint fills the room. I look around to try to get a grasp on what is going as i see 3 women crawling towards me. they are completely nude except they have bloody bandages around their faces. they crawl up to me and start contorting in indescribable ways that freaks me out. I break the straps holding me. the women come to attack my face. as I try to hold them off, the music gets louder and louder. "whore, liar, ghost, harlot, and its sad to say, that I still cry to the bayside cd everynight" are the lyrics to the song. there is a demon head bust sticking out of the wall above the bed. as I sing the song, the demon head bust's mouth moves with mine. when I realize this, I push the women's faces up, one by one, into the bust's mouth and watch as it tear their faces off. after I am done with the last one, I wake up

I dreamt my friend's family was visiting. Her parents called me over to meet the ghost that they could summon. They summoned the ghost and I screamed and ran back to my room. I ran to my bed and fell asleep. But I woke up again, screaming. I couldn't stop. I went to sleep again, and I screamed again. My parents were worried about me so they called over my friend and her parents to summon the ghost again. They summoned her and I shook her hand. We made friends. But when I got back to sleep, I scremed again, but only for a short time, then I stopped completely.

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