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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

I have this dream where I'm at home and because I have little brothers I hear little running sounds, while one night I hear it a lot from 12-1am so I get up to look and all of a sudden I'm asleep again in the dream. I wake up and I just hear this person talking about how life is going. Do you know who I am, I'm scared but not because I know I'm dreaming. When they walk closer to me i realize that the face look familiar and i can't guess who it is, this goes on for what feels like forever and right before they go to kill me he tells me who he is and its ted bundy.

I'm lying on my back and carving designs into the rafters in the attic. A woman (wife but not my wife) and starts complaining about how much time I spend working on the house and not her. She gets down on her knees to see what I'm doing and I stab her in her ear with a pencil. The ear cartilage. She grabs her ear and starts screaming. Rats come out and attack her. I stand up and walk out of the room. I'm now in a very small room with a table, phone book, and phone on the table. I exit that room and I'm at the top of a big and wide spiral staircase. All the walls are wood paneling and I have carved designs in every inch of the wood. When I get to the bottom of the stairs I see some lady I don't want to talk with sitting on my couch looking out the back windows of the living room. Behind her and the couch are a row of exotic animals, 2 lions, a gorilla, and a couple of tigers all in cages with steel bars and bulletproof glass. I climb up on top of the cages and open the gate to the two lions. They come out and attack the lady sitting on the couch. I then exit the front of the house and when I look up at the house, I realize it is actually a castle that I built by hand. I climb up the outside walls and through a window of the room with the table, phone book, and phone. I call for my driver to come to pick me up at the hardware store. When I hang up, I set the phone book on the floor and set it on fire.

I DREAMT OF WHERE I WENT TO A HALL LIKE BUILDING WHERE A WOMAN WAS SELLING CLOTHES WHICH SHE LEFT INSIDE A LOCKER.SHE OPENED THAT LOCKER AND BROUGHT OUT T-SHIRTS. ONE OF THE T-SHIRTS WAS VERY BEAUTIFUL. I BOUGHT IT. AFTER THAT I WENT TO ANOTHER PART OF THAT BUILDING TO ANOTHER CLOTH SELLER.SHE BROUGHT OUT A JACKET FOR ME TO BUY,BUT UNDER THE BREAST POCKET INSIDE IT IS MY SIGNATURE . I DREW THE WOMAN'S ATTENTION TO THE FACT THAT THE CLOTH HAS MY SIGNATURE MEANING IT IS MINE....JUST THEN, I WOKE UP.

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