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It was 1999 I looked out side my kitchen window, there was a car park, it was full of Muslim woman praying, they were facing west, I ran from my house past the woman in to a hall were the minister for immigration KIM BEASLEY was, I said can you see that in the car park, he looked over while shoving seafood in to his mouth shrugging his shoulders. I got up set and left that place and went to go home, I walked past the woman praying to the west, one looked up at me then they all did, then they stood up thousands of them, and they chased me, I was running away and they slowly methodically followed me like a slow moving mud avalanche, I run in to my home but the weight of the woman marching froward smashed my house down, I had to run and run, I had no home and it was hard to hide because they were every where. They were not aggressive in a fighting way, but determined to smash my home my life every thing....,

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I running in a green grass filed and there was this huge tall tree with big thick branches and lots of green leaves i was standing underneath it and look up and saw that it reach up into the sky and you can barley see the night sky i was thinking wow how beatiful this tree is it must been around for a long time welll i was running from somthing that made me feel like i had to be careful and watch my back so i saw my step dad who has passed away watering the grass and he was talking to me about something and i was helping him pick up the yard and i saw a baby tree laying on the floor with it roots out the grown and my dad said put it in the grwon and it will grow up like the big tree over ther so i planted the baby tree and then some flaying bugs that were killer bees cross over with termites that when they stunk you . you died swarming around us and my dad was wetinging them and i ran to the big tree and grab a water hose and started spraying them in a circler motion apove my head and then i ran to my dad and he was still watering the grass and said the water kills them and i saw my baby tree that i plated little biger tilted out the grtound and my dad said it a goner and stop watering it and i yalled out and ran toward the baby tree and said no it still can be saved and i picked it up and the roots were alll stringand shreed it and i look up and saw a whole millions of bees/termites coming out the trunk of the tree and i started wetting the trunk and the leaves and they wer flying all around me and i wouldnt runaway i didnt care if i got stunk and died i tryed my best to not get stunk and save the baby tree but i had to run to the big tree before they got to that one and killed the last one because if it dead that ment the tree was are onlything that was keeping our world alive becasue the everything around us was distroyed so i hurry up and grab the water hose turn the water high and startted soaking the tunk of the tree and branches and flying over me were the brossbread of bees termites and i was spraying as much as i can and then i started climing the branches trying to reach as far to the top of the old tree to save as much as i can

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For the past 2 day's I've had similar dreams. They are both different, but the same thing happens in some shape or form. In the first dream, I was with a choir. It was a big day for us. A big performance was coming. Before the performance, though, we had to sing while someone took pictures. I remember my picture being awful, my mouth was open way too much. All most in an unnatural way. And then we individually sang a song. But I didn't know mine. It was for a grade, so I would have to take it again sometime. Then I was on a roof. Kind of a balcony on the roof. A tall glass building. I'm guessing about 10 stories up. And a girl said it was time to retake it. She had a camera. For some reason, I didn't think I was supposed to sing that song, which I didn't know. And I remember a song in my head. In reality I've never heard of it. It was completely new and it sounded like it could be an extremely popular song. It was a pop song. And the lyrics were really good. I was going to sing the song, but then I suddenly forgot it. And I instead sang Sweet Escape. The girl interupted and told me I wasn't singing the right song. I remember in the dream feeling constant embarrassment. There was a lot more in the dream, that right now I can't quite recall, but that is all in the dream about the choir. In the second dream, I was back in time. I was, I'm guessing, around the 1930's. In reality I'm 15 years old. But for some reason in this time setting my mom was younger. I can't recall how younger. Anyways, I was in a school. I had gym. And I remember being rather unpopular... but that doesn't matter. Later on, I had a big choir performance. On stage, big crowd, lights out, everything was about to start. I was on the top row. There were only four other girls there with me. We were all on the left side. All the other rows were crowded, but there was a clearing in the middle. We were singing Ring Christmas Bells. For some reason, my voice was awful. I sang quietly because of it. It was out of tone and scratchy. At some point the girls and I on the top row were going to do a little routine. I didn't know about it, but I went along with it. I went on the other side. Me and one of the other girls were supposed to spin around each other. From this point imagine the stage from a side angle. The rows of the stage horizontal. She thought was supposed to go right and me left. But for some reason I knew I was supposed to go right. I was determined to stay on the right side. She kept on giving my a funny look. Obviously signaling for me to go to the other side. I didn't. We briefly bumped into each other before she went on the other side. At some point in the song, the choir was supposed to be quiet. I didn't know and continued singing the song. Rather quietly, still. But people heard and gave my funny looks. I stopped, embarrassed. Somehow, I managed to get in the row below. I noticed because when I looked up, I couldn't see the audience. The row below had lots of tall boys that I couldn't possibly see over. Nor could anyone see me. I was the only one at this row. I liked that the audience couldn't see me anymore, then I couldn't embarrass myself anymore. Now go back to viewing the stage vertically. I was still on the left side of the stage. On the right side, a row below me began a group of African Americans. They continued for another few rows. One of them was signaling at me. Trying to tell me to come to her, that she had something important to say to me. I knew her. I reality, I knew her from 6th grade. I was in a different school then. We weren't really close, I don't even remember her name. We were classmates. But in the dream she was a random girl. I didn't want to go to her though. I liked where I was, where no one could see me. Plus it was still in the middle of the performance. I didn't want to draw any more attention to myself. And to get to her I would have to jump over a chair in the middle clearing. Yeah, there were chairs there, like the ones at movie theaters. And once I got to her the people would easily see me. There weren't any tall people in the row below her. I changed my mind, however, when a really tall African American girl sat in the chair in front of the one I was supposed to go to. I then went to her. At least once I got there no one would see me. From there the dream was a blur. I don't remember what she told me. Also, since my first big mistake in the performance, especially the little routine I messed up with the girl, our choir teacher would beat me. Like how teachers did to students back then. Even though I didn't see the teacher, I know what she looks like. I've never seen her in reality. She was an old, skinny, wrinkly lady. Her gray hair is back in a tight bun. She wore an old victorian black dress. Long sleeve and turtleneck. And she carried a teachers stick. The ones they used to hit children back then. And I just knew she was glaring wholes through at me backstage throughout the performance. There was a lot more in this dream too, but this is everything about the choir. In reality I do have choir. But I sing good and never had a bad experience with it. All the choir teachers I've had were real nice. I think these dreams have a more intense, abstract meaning behind them. Any dream experts out there? Please help.

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I wake with a start as a young female child screams in terror. I seem to be sleeping at the beginning of the dream and am related to the child in some manner I believe she is my daughter or younger sister that I have to take care of, neither of which I have in my waking life. I run into her room and find a female ghost, crouched in an animalistic fashion over her bed, she turns and screams at me, with a distorted voice her eyes are white, her skin a mottled grey, wet hair plastered onto her head. Then she lunges at me with immense fury I fight her off and cradle the child for the remainder of the night. The same happened the next night except the creature reacted a bit different, it was angrier and more vicious when I intervened, I felt that the creature was trying to take the child and I had to protect her. With every fiber of my being. And before the third night it was like I was looking through the eyes of the creature, it was strong enough to stop me this time. And when the third night arrived, It started differently The creature hovered over me as I awoke, it's milky white eyes staring into mine, then it moved inhumanly quickly into the child's room. I chased after it determined to put an end to this. When I ran in it was already facing me, ready, it then roared. Black creeping into the corners of its eyes as it's face contorted in a horrifying manner. It lunged at me and I woke up. I know it got the child. I dont know why it wanted her though.

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I wake with a start as a young female child screams in terror. I seem to be sleeping at the beginning of the dream and am related to the child in some manner I believe she is my daughter or younger sister that I have to take care of, neither of which I have in my waking life. I run into her room and find a female ghost, crouched in an animalistic fashion over her bed, she turns and screams at me, with a distorted voice her eyes are white, skin a mottle.d grey, wet hair plastered onto her head. Then she lunges at me with immense fury I fight her off and cradle the child for the remainder of the night. The same happened the next night except the creature reacted a bit different, it was angrier and more vicious when I intervened, I felt that the creature was trying to take the child and I had to protect her. With every fiber of my being. And before the third night it was like I was looking through the eyes of the creature, it was strong enough to stop me this time. And when the third night arrived, It started differently The creature hovered over me as I awoke, it's milky white eyes staring into mine, then it moved inhumanly quickly into the child's room. I chased after it determined to put an end to this. When I ran in it was already facing me, ready, it then roared. Black creeping into the corners of its eyes as it's face contorted in a horrifying manner. It lunged at me and I woke up. I know it got the child. I dont know why it wanted her though.

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I dreamed I told my pastor and his son I no longer wanted to do a ministry program because they always do it last minute. I also said that when his son yelled at my mom that negatively impacted my family and I began to cry. Then the pastors son started to cry. Soon after I felt triumphant and my youth pastor drove me and two others to a store. We went to get a watermelon. The scene switched and now I was walking waiting to be picked up to go to the beach. But there was a severe sand storm. I finally arrived at a theme park and I was doing a tour. Some people freaked out because there was a huge spider and someone stepped on it.

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I am always talking to my sister on the phone. We were discussing the classes we are taking this fall. We were exchanging stories about our instructors. She asked what Medical Terminology book I used and I told her Lafleur. I asked her what hers was and she said it's a short course with no flash cards and it's blue. All of a sudden she hands me a thick ,big, bright yellow book hard copy medical terminology book. It was nothing like what either of us was using. We laughed so hard. It was nothing like what either of us was using. I kept telling her you have to have flash cards and take them everywhere you go. I love her laugh.

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Outdoors, it was a long view of a grassy plain. Late afternoon. Storm clouds forming. I saw, in the middle of this plain, a herd of buffalo. Stampeding towards me. Odd thing. The stampede seemed to have flame or light sporadically coming out of it. I sounded a warning to another, who I did not see nor do I know. Almost angry at that person, I was. I was "inside" what could be a large terminal, or station - but it had no wall that faced the plain. It was totally open. I took cover on what would be a restroom stall against a wall, closing the aluminum door hoping not to be run over. The perpendicular wall to the stall was a tall wall of thick beveled glass - this is what the stampede would have to crash into. The sound of them stampeding got louder as they drew nearer. I was scared. But at the moment of what should have been impact on the beveled glass - there was silence. As if they had either disappeared or ran through it without a trace. Amazed at what didn't happen, I then woke up.

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It was 1999 I looked out side my kitchen window, there was a car park, it was full of 'Muslim' woman praying, they were facing west, I ran from my house past the woman in to a hall were the minister for immigration KIM BEASLEY was, I said can you see that in the car park, he looked over while shoving seafood in to his mouth shrugging his shoulders. I got up set and left that place and went to go home, I walked past the Muslim woman praying to the west, one Muslim looked up at me then they all did, then they stood up thousands of them, and they chased me, I was running away and they slowly methodically followed me like a slow moving mud avalanche, I run in to my home but the weight of the woman marching froward smashed my house down, I had to run and run, I had no home and it was hard to hide because they were every where. They were not aggressive in a fighting way, but determined to smash my home my life every thing....,

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