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I don’t know which came first, but I had a dream….where Dalton and I were still broken up, of course. But his friends would hang out and talk to me. Dick, who I only met once and never found out his name until weeks after we met, was hitting on me. Kevin wanted to be in a tournament together. Then there was one guy who I don’t think knew Dalton and Idk if this was dick (didn’t feel like him) who sort of showed me how to hate. So I’ll start at the place where I think I should. I went to the library for a project with a class and the college was like high school, there was bells for every period. Not only that, but the library seemed like it was out of WOW in the fairy section. Half of it was purple n half of it was normal and there were flowers everywhere and it was so colorful. Well I had to find a research book and I had 5 minutes of class so I was booking it, running even. The bell didn’t ring, but I knew I was going to be late cuz class started when I ran out of the library. Days went by, and somehow Dick got a hold of me, wanting to hang out. Apparently, on top of the library was a hallway of appartments and ren and aaron kicked Dalton out and that was where he was living. Well I went to bed and Brian was sleeping in my bed, and kayla was sleeping on the top bunk. I was reading this book and for some reason I was being loud and Dick was relating with me about this book that I was reading….On it was called Chapter nine and it was about this family, idk. He kept me quiet and suggested we go to his place so I did. When we got to his place, he held me close and said “I know he hurt you” and cuddled me but then his hand started to wonder and I pushed him away and ran out into the hallway. Somehow I knew which door Dalton’s was and I knew I didn’t have enough time to book it down the hallway and Dick’s door was opening to look for me so I bashed into one door across from his and closed it behind me. I leaned against it, and it was like a dorm with more closet space in there. It was dark, and had a dark blue tint from the shades being over the window. There wasn’t a bed, there was a dressy, and your occasional messy floor with clothes. I figured this would be a good hiding spot and sat there for a bit as I heard them talk outside, Dick knowing that I don’t want Dalton to know I’m here so he played it off saying that he heard a sound out here. They both retreated to their room and I sighed, leaving, taking the elevator that didn’t close and went over the second floor n went rly slowly. The next day, Dick asked if I want to learn any computer stuff and I said it would help my future job if I learned all sorts of computer stuff so I went over to his place and we screwed up his computer. I realized I had to go home soon so I left, letting myself out. I stood in the hallway and sighed, for some reason deciding to take the stairs which was on Dalton’s side of the hall. I knew in the dream, idk how or why it even occurred, but the entire dream I knew that if I saw Dalton, it would destroy me. I couldn’t see him at all costs. This guy came out of this hallway connecting to the one I was in and we ran into each other in front of Dalton’s door. “Hey can you help me get in here?” he asked, pointing to Daltons door. I said I didn’t know who lived there and kept walking and the guy kept stopping me, asking me to help him get in. He grabbed me and I pushed him back before turning around and running into the same room I hid in before cuz Dalton heard the commotion and was heading for the door to see what was up. They weren’t able to find me and I sighed again to the dimly blue room. I wanted to write music, and I opened the door to leave, but an electronic piano sat on the floor without its legs. I brought it in and I started setting it up. I looked at the clothes on the floor, wondering who lived there. I shouldn’t have wondered because whoever lived there was this guy who was drawn out like he was the lead singer of the gorillaz. He freaked out, asking what I was doing there and stomped on me. I blacked out and woke up on this platform in someone’s back yard. A wooden platform that was 3 feet high. It was the same guy who stomped on me and he looked at me, for a drawn guy, he was cute with his emo hair and eye liner and dark clothes. “All you need to realize is that they’re made of lies. Like so.” He looked down from the platform and there were 3-4 ppl in the back yard, fighting a large cat and a large dog that I assume the guy created. “You’re all pieces of lies!” he screamed out before jumping off at one of them to fight them, his eyes growing red and the sky growing red. I watched in astonishment, hearing his voice inside me. “Remember that one thing you’ll never be able to forget from the pain and use that.” Just from that one statement, I remembered Dalton and my eyes grew red and I started to fight with this guy too. We won, but Idk if any of them died. Then I woke.

I'm an apartment, DF's apartment, my recent stepfather. This is nothing like his actual house however, though I wasn't thinking like that at the time. The colors of the house are pale, boring, light grey, white, and a shade of tan that barely makes it any brighter. Directly to my left is a large, hardwood table, seen through a pale lens of colorlessness. Farther forward of that it a kitchen, with marble tops and light grey counters, still no contrast or brightness. To my right, and slightly forward is a living room. The wraparound couch is pale tan, badly accentuated with white and light grey pillows. I take a few steps into the living room, and soft plush meets my toes. Looking down, there is light grey fluffy carpet in between my feet. A foggy glass sliding door at the end of the living room. I sense rather than feel the other people in the house. DF, my stepdad, MOM, my mother (Who else?), and my stepbrother, CC. The rest of my immediate family is nowhere to be found, but my thoughts barely brush upon this subject without any feeling of alarm or surprise. Scene change. I'm outside. The sky is a bright blue and the grass is so light it almost looks like frosting. The fence is a wooden color, pale by any normal standards, but neon in comparison to the inside of this house. Our house/apartment rests on the side of a hill, and I see thousands more of the houses spread around us. The hill is alarming steep. A fence surrounds our house except for a small break in the back right corner. Accompanied by neighborhood kids and my brother, CC, I run towards the exit, looking for something adventurous. The rest is a joyful and exciting blur of running around the hillside, and finding an odd stairway that circles downwards. The end of the 'hill' is actually a small hang over, and the staircase is a circular structure leading to a raised concrete wall with a little over a foot of space under it. I remember running down these stairs, feet hitting it and making a loud ringing sound due to the metal structure, even with the actual steps being made of concrete. I remember worming under the wall with someone, hiding and trying to muffle my laughter and quick breathing. Later, I return home, the night sky looking purple, with amazing white lights of a variety of sizes glinting down on use like a cartoon sky. Scene change. I'm farther into the living room now, and it's later in the day, according to the sunlight streaming through the glass door. No one is here with me anymore, except KC sitting on the pale couch. She's doing something. It feels like she's watching a movie or playing a game, but I can't see what she's watching or playing. Odd. I ask her where my phone is, and she turns her head to me quickly before turning it back, light hair flying wildly, emphasizing her youth. She directs me to the kitchen, but doesn't know for sure. I walk into the kitchen, The floor is a pale marbled tile, pale cabinets with stone tops. Every piece of kitchenware is hidden from sight, very unusual for our house. You would see a cast iron tool at the very least sitting on the stove, but none of the usual tools are sitting on the counters. I look around me, not seeing it on the gleaming counter tops. Somehow I determine that the last place I had it was outside. I head out with a cell phone, calling my own phone. I kneel down to use gravity to my advantage, sliding down the steep hill speedily, heading towards the stairway. I run down the stairs in a similar manner that I did the night before, but stop halfway, looking down at the dirty patch of grass on the other side of the wall. I don't see a ringing phone, and am about to leave, but I do see something. A black flip phone with an orange back sits there open. I get halfway through a thought, "MY PHONE IS PURPLE, THAT'S NOT---" but the dream takes over, and I can feel half of myself getting excited and running for the phone. I crawl under the wall, my small chest rubbing on the concrete floor and my back rubbing on the thick wall above me. Anxiously, i hurry over to the other side and pick up the phone, still on my stomach. It's not ringing, and the thought finally gets through to me that that was never my phone to begin with. Suddenly, I'm aware of something vibrating in my hand. I look down to the hand that was holding the phone I was calling myself with. Amazingly, I was holding my familiar purple phone.

I was in a forgin country with my wife but at first when in the vehicle driving i didnt know she was with me but we were heading to the hospital to visit my father in the hospital due to it was the best in the world and we had to stop at these check points to get through we just had to come to a complete stop and we went through about three before we were on foot and met by two forgin guards and we had to stop at two more check points on foot after that we were being escorted to my fathers room and the hallways were very steep and i was only wareing only socks and it was difficult to walk up the inclines we passed one strecher with two patients on it stacked on top of each other and when it started to go down the incline the bed streched and ajusted to the contour of the incline when we arrived to my fathers room he was in like a encubatior and was naked and my mother was there thats the last thing i remember

I was in a town I used to live in. I met up with my ex and his friends. We were going to another town for the day. I told my ex before we left that I was pregnant and it was his child even though we had not had sex. We were at a restaurant in the other town and I needed to go to the bathroom to change my tampon. I was shown to an old stable where the stable stalls were converted to bathroom stalls. I was trying to take care of business when I needed to find another stall because the door would not lock. As I was looking for another stall, little baby animals (baby rabbits) began running around very fast and began coming at my feet. I left the stable to find the lady who lived in the trailer behind and attached to the restaurant. I knocked on her door and explained what was going on with the baby animals so she came out to see for herself. As we approached the stable the baby animals were coming at my feet again so she could see what the animals were doing. She said I could use the bathroom in her home. As we were heading back to her home my ex approached me and said we need to talk. I knew it was about me being pregnant and I thought he would argue with me about it not being his because we did not have sex and I hadn't had sex. Instead he said we need to get married because of the baby. He did not argue about the baby being his. As we approached the steps to the trailer two kids were coming up on a bike and skateboard. The kids followed the lady and I up the stairs to the trailer. One of the kids made a comment about me being pregnant and said something about a name and said some numbers and that he is coming. I was asking him for clarification of what he was saying. The other kid put his hand on my stomach and said "Don't you know? He comes from Isaiah. He comes from Isaiah 11. I had never read the book so I did not know what he was talking about. I asked the lady if she had a bible I could use to look up what the kid had said. Once inside she directed me to the room by the door. I notice a child safety gate was up to keep the black cat in, which I found puzzling because any competent cat could just jump over. I made my way into the room and found an old bible on a stack of books. I began looking through the book to find chapter 11 of Isaiah. As I found the page to Isaiah 11 and began to fully open the bible, the pages began to fly out of the bible and were all over the floor. I began looking through the pages to find Isaiah 11. There were too many pages so I looked for a newer bible. I found one and I opened up the bible to the page where Isaiah 11 was found. When I found the correct page I woke up. I looed up Isaiah 11 as soon as I woke up. It is a reference to the coming birth of Jesus Christ.

We were at school preparing for the cross country and for some reason there were two teams of students. I was on one with my friend Clare and on the other team were some different friends too. But it was also a race to the cross country place by bicycle for the teams. And there were these weird things with a carriage that had to be pushed or pulled bye some one on the bike. Anyway i was on the bike pushing the carriage and starting to exit high school. I could feel my self falling from the bike because i was holding the carriage with one hand and it was pulling me off of the bike. I somehow managed to not be pulled off of my bike and ended up in front of the carriage. I had sped out the gates and some boys yelled something but i couldn't here what it was. Then i used the breaks. They weren't the best and i stopped and looked around. Clare came up behind me and told me there had been an accident. I rode back a bit then dumped the bike and went to see what was going on. I saw a boy from my year called Jedha M. He was doing this weird stressing out thing. Constantly moving his hat and shaking one leg up and down kinda. His eyes looked like they were tearing up and i didn't know why. I went and talked to him and i found out that Jedha's twin brother had been the one in the accident and had gotten hurt. I then saw Scotty, a teachers aid, put his gloved hand into a puddle of water and when he drew his hand out it hand out it was covered in blood.I then saw Jasper, (the twin from the accident) sitting on a concrete slab with cuts on his face and blood around. Scotty was on one knee in front of him with a scalpel and was digging the cuts with it. Obviously trying to get dirt and infections out. I asked Jedha if they had any gauzes yet and he said no, then i asked him if he wanted to get them. He said yes and we went past Jasper and i asked if he was alright before going to get some gauzes for the wound. We were just heading under a passage way towards the office when Scotty appeared and he was carrying gauzes. His eyes were watering so i asked if he wanted me and Jedha to take them. He nodded and past over the gauzes,scissors and some sort of healing ointment i think. He then walked away with watering eyes. Jedha and I were heading back to where Jasper was when my friend Leon appeared and he looked so sad then when i asked what had happened he told me he thought i hated him because i didn't...... I don't remember what happened next anymore but its not the first time I've had a dream where Jasper and Jedha were in it. Oh and did i mention that it was raining and the school was starting to flood the entire time in this dream?.

Hi I had this dream, if anyone can help me piece it together that would be great. I thought it was pretty interesting but I don't know if it is good or bad. So I was at my old University and I went to go see a play by Aeschylus, the Greek tragedian. There wa this huge amphitheater on my campus like the real Greek ruins in Greece (not really a part of my school's campus). I was with a friend, a very brainy now-PhD candidate and we were heading towards our seats but she said no, your ticket is BBB you sit over there. So I take my ticket in seat BBB and go to try to find my seat. I look everywhere and can't find it. Meanwhile I see that my friend is in the front row. I look all over to the point where I accidentally walk across stage. I realize my blunder and sheepishly walk off, some of the actors back stage were laughing at me. So I slink into this empty seat in section "I" seat "17". It's a little higher than the other seats but I think, oh this suits me. So I sit but I realize that I can hardly see the play when it starts, If anyone has any guesses as to what it means I'd appreciate the help. I just thought it was so weird that I remembered the numbers so clearly.

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