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3 of my friends and I were getting ready to play a soccer game but before we started playing one of them said, "guys lets change our skin color" and then she brought out these bottles full of a dark brown spray and I said I don't think I need to be any darker. Then she said to spray it in your hair and face and that it should make it darker. Then I got some in my hair and on my face and it started to burn and Then she yelled, "the burning means its working."

I had a dream that it was dark outside and i'm on a school bus on a country road surrounded by corn fields on all sides. there are two people on the bus but they only look like shadows so i never see their faces. the lights on the bus were flickering and i remember looking out one of the windows and there is a black moth on the outside of the window. i notice a woman outside the bus wearing a long black dress walking towards the bus, i feel scared but i'm not sure why, she gets closer to the bus but i still don't see her face. Then she starts running towards the bus, but i always wake up before she gets too close. this is a re-occuring dream.

It was a beautiful morning. We were in a bright room where all sun rays pointing at us through the window.He was kneeling on the edge of the bed where i also sit sideways in front of him.We were in front of the mirror with a drawer. I pulled him at his back with my left hand kissing between his chest. I can vividly smell him. I drew him nearer to me putting my face where i kissed him. I can feel the edge of his stomach.I added my right arm to hug him more tightly. His right hand was holding my head and the other was getting something, a brush or a tie. Feeling me, he asked me sweetly, "why aren't you satisfied with me?" I did not say something i just make a sound and he continued to brush and tie my hair.

In a large crowded building, it seems we are trapped inside and apart of some huge social test, they open the doors only to let in a rush of horror movie-esque serial killers to pick us off one by one, luckily, i am few of the fortunate ones, i run and hide into a futuristic elevator with a few other people inside, lying on the floor. i exit the elevator and do it all over again, one man looked like a burn victim with no face / facial feautures dressed in a firefighter / cop uniform, then exited the building. there was an uproar in the crowd as they were about to release the next set of monsters into the ring, i was devasted and screaming and ran to the elevator again, knowing that it had worked in the past, i run to exit and the elevator malfunctions and does not open, i can feel the bite of the beast, the count down.. suddenly, i dart inside and barely make the close! i find him inside there, holding me close.. hat tipped sideways i can even see his face, "hold on tight" he whispers, as he hacks the elevator, pressing every button simutaneously until we end up in another dimension, its night time and im making a run for it, almost seen, apartment complexes everywhere, its day now and im walking up a hill, i see large trucks and they make me nervous, soda trucks with bumper stickers on them, something tells me not to go that way...

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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