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I dreamt my friend crashed his van. Then drove the van into a brick wall that was at a car wash. People came and a man tried to take our IDs but I didn’t have mine. We were waiting for the police but they never came. Then I dreamt I was with my brother and he was driving. We were following my mom to a really big field and I kind of knew they way but my brother wasn’t sure. I hit him and he started to cry. I felt bad because I didn’t mean to do that. We sat there and there were some kids playing football and another guy there with his dog. Then I dreamed I was teaching a Sunday morning class. I was asking for prayer requests and one girl said her friend was suicidal. So I got the whole class to lay hands on her and I was praying for her but she was walking around and I wasn’t sure if it was because she was trying to get away from me. Then my youth pastor came in and started playing worship music.

I keep having dreams about my girlfriend but dreams that end up showing me that being with her isn’t the best anymore like, I’m thus specific dream i was walking downtown by myself and see her with her two friends and I go up to her because I mean she’s my girlfriend , so I approach her and her friends and her friends leave us and me and my girlfriend make plans to go do something right then and there so we decide to walk back to my car and as we cross the steeet she just stops at the corner and looks another direction smiles and walks away as I’m looking at her and waiting for her, I didn’t know she was behind until I crossed the street and turned around, so she walks away with a grin and she still hasn’t made eye contact with me so I chase her down and she says if she can go hangout with her friends instead so I say yes that’s fine and walked to my car alone.

When it started I was with I think my family, and maybe friends. We were in a bathroom or basement it was confusing. We were definitely hiding from bad guys, and I know they had weapons, and I think we did but I don’t remember. The bad guys broke in, and I was like “no thanks” so I somehow managed to run up the stairs behind them. Then all of a sudden I was in my car with my dad, driving on the road by my house. We were still running from the bad guys, and I asked him which way to turn. He yelled “ocean drive.” That’s for sure not a road but I turned left, like I was going to Grand Forks. In Go Karts they drive slow if there’s too much weight in them, and I distinctly remember having that feeling during this dream. We were driving on like a four lane interstate packed to the brim with traffic, and I was worried we were going to get caught because my dad was weighing the car down! I also remember telling my dad that it’d be nicer if we were on a motorcycle because then we could zip between all the other cars easier, since they’re smaller. We got to a place that was like a worship area for people who were members of ISIS, but a lot of people I talk to were there. I was almost like a journalist or undercover spy of sorts because we were trying to see what their plan was. When it got to be night I got Alyssa and told her they were going to find out so we had to go now. On our way out I stopped to talk to some other people I know and tell them we were leaving if they wanted to come with. They stayed. We got to the parking lot and I realized we didn’t have a vehicle. Alyssa had somehow snagged the keys to a very fancy, new, expensive looking white truck. We got in the truck and she said “See? This is perfect, because it can do this!” and she drove over like 8 curbs, that were steps down to the road. I remember feeling guilty and asking if this was alright. As we drove away, the owner of the truck came out of the building and was like “What the heck?!” I didn’t know what to do because I didn’t want to steal the truck, so I texted my mom and explained to her that we had stolen a truck but for a good reason. When we were driving someone else I know saw us and was very confused as to when we got this nice of a truck.

I’m standing on a gravel driveway, near the end by a gravel road. I’m just a young kid, but I don’t know how old. The sky is gray and getting darker. I can see a house at the end of the driveway, it looks close yet far away. My whole family is near the house so I try going towards it, but I don’t make much process. I turn around towards the gravel road and try to walk that way. My limbs feel heavy, and I can barely move. My eyes start to close and I have to fight to keep them open. I feel trapped in a small area on this driveway, unable to make progress in any direction. I want to call for my mom, but I can’t open my mouth and she doesn’t hear me. It gets harder to breath. I’m stuck.

When it started I was with I think my family, and maybe friends. We were in a bathroom or basement it was confusing, but it was dirty with quite a few doors. We were definitely hiding from bad guys, and I know they had weapons, and I think we did but I don’t remember. The bad guys broke in, and I was like “no thanks” so I somehow managed to run up the stairs behind them. Then all of a sudden I was in my car with my dad, driving on the road by my house. We were still running from the bad guys, and I asked him which way to turn. He yelled “ocean drive.” That’s for sure not a road but I turned left, like I was going to Grand Forks. In Go Karts they drive slow if there’s too much weight in them, and I distinctly remember having that feeling during this dream. We were driving on like a four lane interstate packed to the brim with traffic, and I was worried we were going to get caught because my dad was weighing the car down! I also remember telling my dad that it’d be nicer if we were on a motorcycle because then we could zip between all the other cars easier, since they’re smaller. We got to a place that was like a worship area for people who were members of ISIS, but a lot of people I talk to were there. I was almost like a journalist or undercover spy of sorts because we were trying to see what their plan was. When it got to be night I got Alyssa and told her they were going to find out so we had to go now. On our way out I stopped to talk to some other people I know and tell them we were leaving if they wanted to come with. They stayed. We got to the parking lot and I realized we didn’t have a vehicle. Alyssa had somehow snagged the keys to a very fancy, new, expensive looking white truck. We got in the truck and she said “See? This is perfect, because it can do this!” and she drove over like 8 curbs, that were steps down to the road. I remember feeling guilty and asking if this was alright. As we drove away, the owner of the truck came out of the building and was like “What the heck?!” I didn’t know what to do because I didn’t want to steal the truck, so I texted my mom and explained to her that we had stolen a truck but for a good reason. When we were driving someone else I know saw us and was very confused as to when we got this nice of a truck.

I dreamed I went to a party I was invited to and celebrated as if it were my own. I told my mom "well at least I actually kinda get to celebrate my birthday." Then my little brother injected me with a syringe. Which made you go completely insane. I got mad and injected him back. Then I was in the car with my older brother driving. Then he purposely went about 130 miles an hour because supposedly hummingbirds come around to speeding cars. And one actually did. It was beautiful, greenish I think. I tried to take a picture but it flew away.

I was took away with a family, apparently my own yet I did not recognise any of them, and placed in a kind of storage container equipped with desks, a sofa, windows etc. It looked like a mix between an office and a home. We were then instructed to look out of the window. We saw a school bus full of teenage cheerleaders and a few random teenage boys pull up to some steps. the steps led up the side of a large cylinder type thing. They were all dragged out one by one and led to the top where they were one by one attached to a chain and dangled upside down and lowered into the cylinder slowly. The cylinder was full of a boiling hot substance. I could hear their screams and saw each of them being lowered in. I felt anger but no remorse or sadness. I didn't feel particularly horrified and didn't have to, nor really wanted to, look away.

I was in a bowling alley/ bar type place and there were many people there. There was a guy sitting at the counter and another sketchy looking guy comes up, pulls out a chapstick and pretends to put it on and says , “Nah, just kidding.” Pulls out a knife and starts stabbing the guy at the counter. When he's done he starts coming after me and the next thing i know i have the knife and i'm running away from him. After that I am walking around a city with some friends and go into a gas station.

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