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I saw a dream at 5.30 am that my ex boyfriend who has not been in contact with me for a year and who always seems to be uninterested in me saw me and smiled.he and i held hands and i felt that he loved me.it seemed very real.then he asked me about my current life.i slipped and he asked me why i was barefoot.he came to my house.my parents were present.my mom likes him.she was surprised to see him.i found a mess in house and started clearing it.mom finally said he was really there and suddenly i woke up and found myself smiling in real life.i have been trying to move on because i have always felt he never loved me but in this dream i felt he is the one.

I went to my boyfriend s house and heard him discussing plans with a friend to buy drugs. I walked out without him knowing i was there and went to my sisters. we were supposed to go somewhere me her our brother and my boyfriend . In the dream we are in the car and my sister is driving with me in middle in the front with my boyfriend in the passenger side. he makes the request to take a detour and my sister knows somethings wrong when i stiffen up. almost to his destination my sister stops the car and i turn on him crying and upset asking him WHY he wants the drugs. he was surprised and i mentioned that he had promised me he'd never do that and that. after a few minutes of back and forth he eventually says he won't do it if it means that much to me. the dream also including lots of drug deals, and a murder

I was in my house, but it wasn’t my house. There were more rooms. There were fake trees in the hallway. I was aggravated with daughter because her tub was stopped up and toys were floating everywhere and she hadn’t told me it was stopped up. I was in the living room on the computer (the room looked very similar to my living room with some differences.) My mom and dad were both in the room. There were these tiny white bees (about ½ the size of a honey bee) and one regular honey bee flying around. One stung me. Dad was trying to swat them with his hand and I got the fly swatter. Mom grabbed it and started climbing on the furniture to swat the bees. I was afraid she was going to fall. I took the swatter and tried to his the bees, but never could. There was a weird Siamese cat (that was tortoise shell, calico looking instead of a solid color) that would appear in the room then run off. I never followed the cat, and it wouldn’t come when I called for it. My brother was there, but it wasn’t my brother. For some reason I was trying to figure out why he hadn’t taken over my daughter's room when she moved out because it had a bathroom and was bigger. I didn’t ask.

Last night my dreams are too strange. I was on somewhere house then I go to future where there are all devices all people living on devices even building are all have their big screen TV to advertise. then I come back to where I am, some one reporting about 2014 new year coming, like a countdown timer starts at 1 minute but when timer goes down to zero it's refreshes to 1 minute again the reporter was wrong it's only 11 : 59 p.m. then when it goes to zero again there's a rapture black out of every devices and the people besides me are gone the only person left is my childhood cousin we knew that Jesus was coming and on our blood line we are the only left, and I the whole world was about half of them gone all people want to have their own security for the coming something like darkness, riot, abomination or judgement and I pray but I think Jesus didn't hear me, but I am curious why am I left on my family blood line I have strong trust to Jesus what is happening I thought John 3:16 was true that who ever believe so I feel like condemned. there we are on the some place we hide on small house just a one room and we see different wild animals they look scary and frightening but we knew that those are new animals. I say we have to solve this so we came and one of new animals or beast dash forward to us but those new animals was too kind on me even the new big snakes but the old animals like pigs are not but they were kind on my cousin. we are actually like opposite when she want too touch the new animal, they're face was too angry, also when I want to touch the old once they we're about to bite me. then the mission was gone I was on a big door like a place and we (my cousin) heard people rejoicing and when we reach there is my cousins and parents , sister , brother church mate they congratulate me that I over come the situation but I cried with out tears and cried. until I am awake crying. but no tears.

I dream my boyfriend and I was with my two step kids we stop in this place where I didn't know why we were there this man look over in inside the car he went to reach out for the kids a complete stranger so right before he was gonna get them I grab and ran as fast as I can to get my boyfriend he was in a room I couldn't fine it was then when I look around I was in a tattoo place but they was rooms with hostage I was scared I ran back to get the kids they already had grab them making them cry saying thing so I ran again I made it to I room where this family was trying to call the 911 someone hit her so I grab the phone and I completely frost where my nerves couldn't let me speak and then I woke from my dream.

I saw a dream at 5.30 am that my crush who has not been in contact with me for a year and who always seems to be uninterested in me saw me and smiled.he and i held hands and i felt that he loved me.it seemed very real.then he asked me about my current life.i slipped and he asked me why i was barefoot.he came to my house.my parents were present.my mom likes him.she was surprised to see him.i found a mess in house and started clearing it.mom finally said he was really there and suddenly i woke up and found myself smiling in real life.i have been trying to move on because i have always felt he never loved me but in this dream i felt he is the one.

My dream started out with me being at a reunion. A friend of mine that wasn't from my class was there too. We are all Danish but decided to watch a show on tv in Swedish so that he could understand too, since he is Swedish, but for some reason it was Norwegian and taking place in Norway. In the tv show they were on a beach and there was a big explosion, this was a reality show so it was something that had happened a week ago in the dream and I had experienced it myself. It was a volcano erupting but it looked like a nuclear bomb explosion. When I experienced it in the dream (all of this was memory I had in the dream) it had been small waves, since I was at the beach, but I could see the explosion in the horizon. All of a sudden I am not at the reunion anymore, but I am going to Norway with a friend from my old class, Nikole. She and I are suddenly at the beach from the tv show. We are dipping our toes when suddenly I see a big explosion in the horizon again and I just know that it is the volcano eruption. It seems even bigger this time and the waves came towards us. We start trying to get up to the shore but it is quite difficult and for a while Nikole dissappears under the water but I eventually find her up on the shore, rather shaken. The waves are getting still and we decide to go back in. But when we are back in the water the waves gets even worse, this time we are fighting for our lives, the waves kept pushing us back and it was difficult breathing since I had my head under the most of the time, but after a lot of fighting I finally get up. I was lucky since I had gotten no water in my mouth, Nikole wasnt as lucky, but we are both alive and good. And it didn't feel like we were going to die at any point. We get home and we inform my dad of what had happened and where in Norway it was (on a site note I have a bad relationsship with my dad so I don't know why we told him). All of a sudden we are back on the beach but with my dad and some other random people this time. We are standing further up under a half roof and looking out at the ocean when suddenly we hear alarms as if there is a war. We then see a helicopter and it drops a bomb. The bomb is headed straight towards us and it lands right behind my dad. At this moment we all realise that we are going to die, and that we have no control over our own life. In a desperate attempt I jump under a bench but nothing happens, the bomb doesn't explode and we're just waiting for our death. I am pretty sure we start running at this bomb, still knowing that it could explode at any given moment... and then I wake up.

My little brother had died in my dream. He was getting ready to go off to college but somethin g happened, im not sure how he died. But my parents told me in my dream and I was crushed. I felt this huge weight descend upon me and I was overwhelmed. I thought I was on the couch but when I looked up, I was standing by the huge window in our living room. I watched as our van drove away like it had when my 1 year old foster brother went back to his father. I couldn't breathe because I was so sad and angry this was happening....again. An old, beat up green truck (a truck my brother would have loved) was backing into our drive way. I heard my sister say, "someone's here" and when I looked into the reflection in the glass I saw my friend that passed away a year ago.I said quietly "Derek? Why are you here? What does this mean?" I remember being so sad, words just fail to describe it. But Derek lowered his head and shook it as he put a hand on my shoulder. My parents looked at me with their tear filled eyes like I was crazy. I went to the door, it felt like it took forever, but as I did all my memories of my brother flooded me. I finally reach the door and it's a little boy with his back turned to me. I place my hand on his shoulder to turn him toward as me. As I turn h i m, he morphhs into my 6 foot tall brother: he was crying and smiling, brushing this all off like would in a joke. "Please, please dont leave! I love you. Please don't go." He hands me a dish with food, smiles, hugs me and leaves for the truck. Derek comes out and again places his hand on my shoulder. "It's going to be ok." He whispers in my ear. Derek hugs me and then gets in the truck with my brother. I'm left on the porch, darkness descends upon me and I cry. Because I dont want to be ok, I want them all back. My brothers....When I went back inside, my parents ashed me to write his obituary but I could with that face starring back at me because once I write it, he's really gone. My brother really would be gone. And that's when I woke up crying because it felt too real to be a dream.

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