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It was like I was an animal, yet I didn't picture myself as something other than what I look like now. I don't know if that makes sense... It's like I was just perceived as an animal. Anyways, I was in this cage along with other animals and I was constantly thinking of ways to escape the cage. Like one of the other animals had this toy where it was like the front part of the house with a door and I was playing with it, opening and closing the door. And as I did that, I imagined a person opening a door and I was judging how much time it took for the door to close and if i would have enough time to escape through it. The people that were taking care of us weren't cruel, but the were persistent about keeping us inside the cages. I had a fear that if I were to escape this cage and get caught, that they would put me in a cage more secure that would be impossible for me to get out of. I had helped one of the other animals escape and a chase began for the people to catch it. I was thinking about my escape when I was woken up. This isn't the first time I've had a dream similar to this. I can vaguely recall other dreams I've had where I've been like an animal in a cage and only thinking about getting out of it. I do remember a dream where I did escape and woke up while on the run. I just find this all quite odd... Why do I keep dreaming about this scenario?

. I remember that we were supposed to go tent camping…I remember attempting to rope climb. The rope was very high up. There were two ropes twisted together. I untwisted and noticed they had knots used to assist climbers. I attempted to climb while I was by myself before anyone came to see me. I had a lot of difficulty, having to jump to gain any distance on the rope. Shortly after my attempts kids joined me, although I don’t remember seeing their faces, the feeling I had made me believe they were my own. I suddenly flashed back to the rope and remember touching the beam, signaling my success, and allowing myself to free fall back down to the ground. I remember there being problems getting through the dirt roads to get to the various places on the site. I remember there being an issue with something that we gave the attendant, and we took back from his bicycle when he wasn’t looking. Jillian, was displeased with the grounds keepers and the site, but was out running around doing adventures anyway, while I conducted business. I flashed and Jill, along with the camping adventure was gone, and I was with the ladies from the HR office playing a high stakes game of paintball. The funny thing was it was in the corporate office that we were playing. We were wearing professional garb, like helmets, BDU’s (Black) and goggles. It felt almost as if we were practicing a drill or scenario of some sort. I remember giving silent hand signals to my team members, I was the leader, and they understood what I meant. I was shocked b/c we had no formal training, but it was as if my team had been practicing for this for a long time. I remember seeing someone attempting to get the drop on us, peaking through a cracked door. I quickly pulled my head back around the corner of a wall and began to open fire. I do not remember actually hitting the person, but I do remember winning with my team, and we acted very swat team professional, and then my dreams were over.

The dream began with me sitting in my class listening to the professor’s lecture. It was the last class of the day and everybody was tired. At last, it was time for the class to finish but the professor kept teaching. When my classmate told the professor that it was time for the class to finish, he turned around and said rudely that he knows when to finish teaching and also we shouldn’t bother him with it. After teaching for another five minutes he left the class, and everybody hurried outside as it was time for busses to leave. I ran to my locker as I didn’t want to miss my bus. Since the locker was far away from my class, it took me time to reach there. There was a lot of hustle bustle around as everybody was rushing. I stuffed all the papers from my locker in my bag as I was in hurry. But when I turned around there was nobody in sight. The school was empty and there was dead silence. I was scared because just a moment ago there were so many students around. However I gathered up all mu courage and went outside. I saw a bus in the parking lot but nobody was sitting inside. Thinking that it was the school bus I sat in it. Soon I realized that it wasn’t the school bus but it was too late. The bus took me to a place which was very dark and misty. I got down and started crying, suddenly somebody tapped on my shoulder and called my name. I woke up abruptly realizing that I had been daydreaming during my history class and my friend was tapping on my shoulder trying to wake me up. Feelings:

The dream began with me watching a horror movie with my friends in my house. I was sitting between my two friends. They were laughing at me because I was getting scared while watching the movie. After watching, we had dinner and they left. It was around midnight, when I finally retired to bed. I was about to fall asleep when I heard the door of my room open all by itself, thinking that it must have been the wind I finally fell asleep. After a few minutes my mother entered the room with a glass of milk and woke me up and asked to drink it. I was surprised as my mother never forces me to drink milk. As soon as I held the glass, the milk changed into blood and when I looked up in place of mom was a horrifying witch standing. I screamed and woke up. Feelings:

Using a symbol made up of six seperate cirular (maybe Tibetan or reiki in nature- unsure) symbols, I was able to look at it and while looking at it, I could think of something and no matter what it was it happened instantly. For instance, after I relized that this was possible i used it for sevral things right away like to fly but only for a sec because I was, I guess, still in shock that this was actually possible and too heal my sons hands from a flesh easting desies whitch he actually has but instantly found him healed. However, by using this power a lot, back to back, I began to feel as though my brain was boiling or burning up. In a way i felt as though this was sinister in nature. Kind of like a trade -this power for my soul.. what does this mean? I wonder if this symbol exist. It would be most creepy if it did. O O O O O O This is a templet of how the symbols were aranged

I woke up in a hospital room with my gown still on and ivy s stuck to my arms. on one arm there were one or two and on the other there were two. i looked around the room to try to understand how i got there. i riped out my ivys and went to the door way of my room. there was no door on the door way to my room. i looked down the hall way from right to left. the hallway was quiet and still no one was in the hallway. so i went left and began to walk down the hallway finally i came to my stopping point i seen a waiting room with exit doors in the back with two lady nurses guarding them. my ex. boyfriend was there standing next to the window facing me. my step-dad was there and so was my mom when i walked up to the room i put my left hand on the corner part of the wall my mom was facing the exit doors talking to my dad which was turned facing her. my ex. looked up at me and then my dad stopped his conversation with my mom and looked at me. at this point i can see myself feel scared nervous and embarrassed my eyes look tired my skin is very pale i look sick very ill. mom turns around and i see her face. she starts to tear up with a feeling of joy. as she starts to walk my way she takes three steps and and brings up her arms to hand me something. i look down and noticed it was a baby girl wrapped up in a blanket she looked calm and so sweet. then my mom said to me take her. shes yours. i got scared my heart felt like it dropped to my stomach. i felt tears forming in my eyes. i looked at my mom and shook my head no and took three steps backwards. heart racing pounding. i can feel the blood pumping in my veins. i look over at the nurses in the back and run for the exit doors the nurses try to hold me down. but they are to week don't work so out of no were a male nurse runs over and pulls me and pushes me on the ground. i start to tear up so much its way to blurry and i wake up

Had a dream that Jill and I haven’t seen each other since our last fight (which would have been the end of August 2013) but we still somehow ended up at a hotel getting married. I remember riding a bus, tram or train from what I assume was the airport (not sure) with her family members and Jimmy Mumby from work. Most of the family seemed a bit redneck, but Jimmy brought out weed and all her family member went crazy trying to smoke it, and even some seemed to have a new method of turning into liquid, and drinking it through a straw. I remember how uncomfortable I felt and I wanted to get away but I was trapped. The driver came back and began handing out what looked like strings with some sort of stick or straw and telling the guys who were smoking that they were going to have to swallow them. I felt relieved thinking he was going to stop them from smoking, but then he yelled out “Just kidding” smoke them if you got them, or something like that, laughed and went back to driving. The driver was wearing the stereotypical blue pants, driver’s hat and he had a mustache. When I got to the hotel I didn’t know what was going on or how I ended up being in the situation of marrying someone that I haven’t spoken too for months. I remember seeing her in her wedding dress (the old one from when she was 18) and seeing some of her bride’s maids in inappropriate bride’s maid dresses. One bride’s maid had a white dress that was cut to show a lot of skin, bra and panties could be seen. I was suddenly rushed by my mom to change into my suite (cannot remember the exact color but I know it was dark). Something happened to my shirt, can’t really remember but I spilled or dropped something on it, because I remember trying to rub it off. Next thing I know I was shirtless standing in front where the altar would be and a crowd was gathering in the seats and people were pushing me to the front as a protested about being shirtless. I remember still being confused about what I was doing or how I got myself in that position. I remember feeling anxiety about the hair that might be seen on my back. I remember thinking that I didn’t want to waste everyone’s time and money and feeling pressured to go through with it, and every time I attempted to discuss things with Jill, she wouldn’t acknowledge me, with the exception of telling me what she wanted and how she wanted it to go down. She seemed happy, or at least to everyone else, but we still didn’t talk. I remember feeling pressured about the vows because I wasn’t sure what to say to someone that hurt me so badly and haven’t spoken too in the last six months, but didn’t want to let everyone down. Everything seemed to be rushed as if “if it doesn’t happen right now it will never happen”. Her family seemed to be wearing country clothes including camouflage hats, had beards and yelled or talked super loud.

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