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This next dream I was traveling with family and friends. It was as if we were on a cruise ship, but I'm not certain. I went up a few floors to an office area, so I could make xerox copies of something without having to pay for it. I was trying to be very discreet about this, and yet, I was making a lot of copies too. At one point, I recall peeking in to see what number had just printed, and it was at 64, 65, 66, 67, 68 then I looked away again It was during the day, people about and such. Yet, there I was standing at the desk making the copies. I remember the machine sort of had a problem, and the copies were getting all tangled up--and I was again discreetly trying to arrange them. They were not misprinted just popping out of the machine so fast and going every which way, rather then being neatly piled up on the sheet before it. I needed it in order, so, I was trying to fix them as they came out of the machine without drawing a lot of attention to myself. At one point, my father appeared to me, (he is deceased, but in the dream was not). He was just checking on me to see if all was okay. I assured him all was, and he left to go find my mother and sister. Then, a bit later, my friend ,(also deceased), also came in to see what I was doing. Apparently I was up there at the copier for awhile. I had apparently missed breakfast and this friend of mine brought some muffins to eat. At that point, the copying I had to do was done, and I was gathering it all together and putting it in some sort of manageable order so I could get out before being found out. However, I also recall sitting on top of this desk and reaching into the paper bag to get a muffin. there were muffins, and long italian breads and such inside here-so more hten muffins. I also recall telling my friend that I really shouldn't eat these, as I'm not suppose to, but handed her a muffin and I think I took one out for myself, all the while we were giggling. Another weird part of this dream is that while I felt like the copier was on a desk--when I was finished, it was actually an old dresser that I own, and it was inside one of the drawers. But, that was not 'odd' at all in this dream. It seemed perfectly natural to me and my friend. We were not really inside a room, but like in a large opening, with other doors (to offices?) all around it. People were coming and going, but not paying me much mind.

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Me and a bunch of friends that I didn't recognize were very tiny, almost fairy sized. We were trying to survive at my local park and we built hiding places made entirely out of popsicle sticks so we could hide from the giants that wanted to kill us. We always had to carry weapons, but all we had were forks and knives. Then, I remembered that I had a bowie knife in a drawer in my room, so one of my friends and I go to my house to retrieve it. We still hid from the giants. They would pick up the popsicle stick huts and we would cling onto the ceiling of them to make the giants think we weren't there and they would be on their way. When I found the bowie knife, we went back to the group of friends in the park and we made a plan to escape by making a road of popsicle sticks to continue hiding from the giants. We would see them walking on top of our popsicle stick roofing that we built on the road.

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I woke up from a nightmare and ran down stairs into my mother's room. she was in her bed. i went up to her and tried to tell her my nightmare so i could go back to sleep without that on my mind. she still slept but it looked like she wasn't breathing so i flipped her over. her eyes and mouth were sewn shut. so i ran to my brother's room. i yelled up the stairs to make sure he was up there and not at work. he called back saying he was but all the lights were off. i figured he was sleeping. i ran up his stairs and went to turn on the lights. he told me not to. i replied and told him i was scared so the lights would be turned on. when i turned them on there was no one in his room. when i got down the stairs i saw every one was outside on the porch. My mother, father, two brothers, and sister. i told them what happened and they told me it was all cause i was lucid dreaming and told me to go back to sleep. when i walked up to my room everything was open. the doors, windows, and drawers. then simultaneously they all shut and started banging. i screamed and yelled for my daddy. when he was outside the door he couldn't get it open. he told me to move back so he could break it down, so, i did. when i did everything opened again. there was an attic above where he was standing, slightly open. My dad looked at me and said my name. then out of the attic Lucifer jumped down, landed on my dad, and began to tear out his throat.

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I am in a room with another girl whom I don't know. I hear or feel evil coming into the room so I decide to hide under te sheets. She tells me that I should no longer hide and finally face him. He is invisible only I can see him I he allows me to see him. I run to a dresser and start pulling random things to protect myself from him. As he gets closer I can't see him but I feel his presence. I throw the stuff and he jut laughs. I remember salt, apparently I have had this dream before and in my dream I recalled throwing salt at it the last time I had this dream and he sizzled. So I think about salt and when I look at the drawer there was salt. I thro it at him and he lays down on the bed with its mouth open. I por salt and he falls asleep. Once he falls asleep I fall asleep as well and now we are in the same dream it this time I can see him. He is in fact my roommate but only in body and form but I know that it is not my roommate. He start talking and laughing at me telling me that I can only see him if we're both asleep. I tell myself I need to run and get away. He gets angry and blurts out "you will never get rid of me! I know where you're going! I know you're next step! It doesn't matter where you go or hide I will always did you! I will never leave you! You can't get rid of me! " I get scared and I wake up from my dream in my dream then immediately I wake up from my dream.

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Dream kept repeating in certain parts. I was constantly back at the house. Different things happened every time I was at the house. Entered via bathroom (peach with darker door but not too dark). There was just a toilet in the room and I think a window to the right of me. Hole in the door. Dog in other room would see me and put his nose through the hole and sniff. I'd dread opening the door to the dog, but I'd do it and calm it down by stroking it. It was silky smooth. The last time I visited the house, the dog saw me through the hole and as I expected, went to put his nose in the hole and sniff, but he burst down the door instead and ended up right in front of me. This room was grey. Grey walls with photo frames (gold maybe) and grey floorboards. They all looked cracked and the wallpaper looked worn and cracked. There was no furniture in the room, though I think there might have been one set of drawers that were black in a vintage style but very worn and old. On the bottom far left was a door frame without a door. I never went through this door, but I did look out of it. There was a landing which led round to a flight of stairs going down. This landing and the stairs were also grey and worn exactly like the room I was in. Back near to the left of the bathroom there was another room. This door frame actually had a door, which was always open a few inches and looked like there was light shining into the room. I was always too scared to enter that room or to leave the grey room at all. Every time I ended up at this house the dog was a different colour. Once it was black with white spots. Another time, white, golden and black with black spots and smaller ears/nose. Another time it was white with long brown floppy ears. But I knew it was always the same dog. I know it was a male dog. He was always very on edge and almost hyper flighty. Only I could calm him down by stroking him. But he was always scared in some way and really jumpy. And so was I. I was scared of a man, incase he came to the room. I was scared he'd be in this house, but never knew if he was or not. One time, I was riding a bike that was too big. The handle bars were way too high and when I was pedalling my knees were coming up to my cheeks. I was cycling around Manchester early on a morning. People were going to work on the trams (which looked more square and red) and there were buskers dotted along the tram lines. One man made a couple of quid in less than a minute. He also looked poor but he was good at busking. I was cycling along these tramlines and near Arndale then suddenly I was riding down a hill in Easington Colliery and ended up in the bathroom of this house again. One time, people were in the house, 2 girls and a boy walking down the stairs away from me and I had a guitar and threw it to them. They were then gone.

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