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I have been getting dreams of a stranger who's name is Alexi. He used to have blonde hair with blue eyes but then it changed to brown hair. My dreams used to s top when I woke up and continue when I fell asleep again. In my dream, Alexi and I are soulmates. He had a brother who tried to kill me out of anger and jealousy but it didn't work. After the brother calmed down,we had an off and on relationship. Sometimes I would be with the brothe sometimes with Alexi.In my dream everybody was a werewolf. Because, of the mate thing we had strong feelings for each other and had sex often.

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I had a dream last night. I was on board a commercial flight with friends from my previous holiday (we never used planes on that holiday I may add). There were two simultaneous flights. We were on board one aeroplane and another, headed to the same destination was flying slightly ahead of us. From the window I occasionally caught a glimpse of the other plane. At the time of the crash, we were passing over some very tropical and beautiful scene below; there were many locals, possibly African, sailing in tiny boats and fishing and generally bustling around on the coast. As I looked from the window I could see a vast plethora of coloured sails, umbrellas and people wearing fantastically coloured clothes. It was beautiful. Shortly after, a message came over the speaker system that we would be dropping altitude dramatically, in order to overtake the other plane, as our pilot thought they were travelling too slowly and the best way for us to pick up speed in order to pass the plane was to manage a controlled drop from altitude whilst turning. All the passengers and I had full confidence in the pilot and suffered no anxiety. As we lowered towards the beautiful coastal scene I was amazed by the perfect curvature of the earth that I could see, the sea seemed to bend on the horizon. I spoke to my friend next to me, a passenger called Pete from Singapore. He told me much about the locals below and I admired his knowledge, however the details of this conversation escape me. Soon after, another message came over the intercom, it was the pilot. He was very happy, almost boastful, about how well he had done in passing the other plane, and that now we could continue with great speed on to our destination (I don’t actually know where we were headed). The pilot then added that he was now going to regain the appropriate altitude for the flight and therefore a dramatic climb was imminent. The nose of the plane rose to an almost vertical ascent. So much so that I adjusted myself on my seat so that my backside as, in fact, on the headrest of my chair. Other people stayed as they were, seated as though they were in the carriage of a climbing rollercoaster. This is a thought which occurred to me in the dream, it actually felt like we were on a rollercoaster. Despite this everybody was calm. I had a mild disquiet in my stomach however and my trust in the pilot had diminished somewhat. I saw him as an arrogant show-off, was any of this necessary? A short while later, the plane began to stall and fall from the sky. We crashed into the ocean not far from the coast. Things went black for a short moment and there was the feeling of a powerful impact. When vision was restored however, everyone around me was fine, except I had a terrible dread feeling that people somewhere must have lost their lives, and that myself and my neighbours were very lucky to be unharmed. We all quite calmly unbuckled ourselves from the seats and proceeded to force open the door and slide down the escape chutes in a very orderly fashion. We were introduced to the warm tropical ocean for the first time. I paused at the exit and was surprised to see everybody wearing life jackets. I asked the stewardess where they were kept and she claimed not to know. I checked under my seat and found nothing. Nevertheless, I slid down into the sea. The water was warm and calm; the plane wreckage seemed to disappear instantly. Me and my friends swam calmly towards the shore. That beautiful and colourful scene. We were met part way by local fisherman similarly swimming in the water. They had the look of aboriginal or tribal denizens yet were polite and spoke good English, we exchanged greetings and nothing more as we headed to the beach. Upon reaching the sandy shore I remember seeing coins buried under a light covering of sand. I bent down and inspected further. I discovered that the coins were English pennies, all different types. Upon this discovery I was filled with a terrible feeling that the second plane had crashed too, and that must be how these coins arrived upon the beach. I felt, or feared that, everybody on the second plane had died in the crash. It was at this moment that I woke up.

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I had a vision of seeing twin boys-newborns- dressed in blue shirts with mommy's favorite written on both of them in blue writing white diapers and were laying on a white blanket they were sleeping quietly- one facing right the other facing left with their hands curled up in an almost fist-like shape later they both opened up their eyes- the one on the left being lighter than the one on the right and just stared at each other they soon changed outfits rapidly- from red button-down pajamas to pale yellow shirts and diapers or white shorts- then to gr***** green shirts and diapers to white shirts and diapers then finally to royal purple shirts and diapers orange shirts and turquoise shirts and diapers

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I dreamt that I attended two funerals of people I do not know. In my dream, I remember that both these persons were reported to have died in the news, although in my dream I hadn't actually dreamt of seeing the news. One was a young girl - probably just starting her teens. she was lying in her coffin - she had long curly orange hair and pale clear skin. there were many people for the funeral . Then the scene changed and this time a coffin was being carried out of a church. Although I did not see the body, I assumed the body was a man (because of the news report). The scene was a very brief one. in fact it changed immediately and i found myself sitting in the coffin. the body was in two medium sized green and white bags. the bags were closed with a zip. I assumed it was a funeral because there was the same crowd as in the first funeral. I suddenly smelt a horrible smell which in my dream I thought was the smell of the dead body. I also assumed I was sitting in the coffin because as soon as I smelt the very bad smell I leaped out of the coffin. then someone quickly closed the coffin because of the bad smell. the coffin was not a nice one. The lid looked like a door. I woke up because of the bad smell.

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