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I was at my grandfather's house in New Jersey. A blizzard must have just blown through because the snow was easily four feet high, white and fresh. I was trying to uncover my car. Kind of frantic. I had two tiny black kittens on me. They looked healthy and were dry, but I really wanted to get them to the vet. I didn't have anything to clean my car off, so I was using my arms and body to do so. I don't remember making any progress. There was another individual there, but all I can say for certain is this person was female. I saw no features or clothes.

My husband was led naked outside my parents house,it was night time. he never met them as they passed away years ago. I tried to pick him up, then he disappeared. I Walked up the path to an alley way which led to a cul de sac where my parents back garden was. On the way I passed a man in a dark raincoat, then a person in a white racing driver suit and white helmet passed me. I then saw up against the wall a man named from the waist up either tattoed or covered in body paint. A boy came from behind me brandishing a knife, but had no interest in me and passed me by. I then saw a woman in a dark coat that was zipped up but her arms were inside the cost not in the sleeves, she then pulled a small deringer gun out from inside her coat and aimed it at me! I then woke up.

My dream started with me on a beautiful grassy hill with a lot of flowers. It was getting dark and I needed somewhere safe. Next I was in a room inside a cave, the dirt and rocks had a red color to them, it looked like something miners had used, there were beds and a metal door that I had locked and put stuff in front of to make sure it couldn’t be opened. My sister was there and also two younger children I didn’t know. We were being tracked by dark faceless monsters that could hear really good and were very fast, the moved on two back legs and two long arms that were sharp. I couldn’t sleep so I went over to the door and looked out the peep-hole and saw one of the monsters lurking outside. I whispered to my sister that there was a monster outside and I was going to get the gun. My sister told me to get the gun that was by her, pulled the covers back and told me to lay down and get some rest and at the same time one of the kids threw a doll by me and it hit the ground with a thud. I was irritated that my sister didn’t seem to care about the monster outside and I was scared the monster might of herd the noise but I was exhausted so I layed down with her and the kid that threw the doll came to lay with us to. When I went to lay down I felt like I didn’t have to worry about the monster outside, I felt safe.

My dad is dead in real life. I have a reoccurring dream that I'm back at his house and he's alive again. I'm in my old room and I do my normal nightly routine, turn on the heater, pick out clothes for the next morning, and fluff my pillow and climb under the sheets. I wake up to the sound of my dads voice and I thought it was strange because he isn't alive anymore. I get out of bed and go to the living room and he's sitting on the couch talking on the phone like he always did. I run to him and hug him. I shocked because how is he alive again. I feel like he's going to be ripped from my arms again.

Generally I am on some kind of tram or bus. I am traveling along with some textbooks and notebooks. Usually I have a backpack but sometimes I am just carrying the books in my arms. Anyway, eventually someone I know gets on the bus. It is finals or midterms week and I have no doubt been up most of the night. The person asks if I am ready for the test in (and then he/she names a subject). I freak out and say I am not in that class! I then realized I either had never been aware I had that class or I hadn’t been there since the 1st week and forgot to return or forgot to drop the class. Anyway I break out in a cold sweat and ask to borrow his/her notes and start cramming as fast as I can. I realize that the final covers the whole semester and is worth about 80% of the class. I also realize I must pass this class in order to get to remain in school…then I awaken

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