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In my dream there was another person carrying a baby like 4-6 months of age beside me. There was a little picture frame which kinda looks familiar. Of a sudden the frame started to glow so bright and it also produced soft music. So I directed my attention to the frame. Readable Words started appearing at a time and disappearing on the picture frame. The baby was trying to come to me but the person carrying the baby restricted the baby from disturbing me. The person carrying the baby confirmed to me that the music was audible but couldn't see the light from the frame. And he/she ( don't remember gender) that was carrying the baby knew I was having an encounter with the Holy Spirit that's why he/she restrained baby from coming to me. The only words I can remember reading off the picture frame was "have no fear".

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I in my basement at my old house with my little sister and the basement is very creepy, and my dad even said it was haunted. The basement was completely empty but my sister was sitting in the middle of the room staring at me with a blank face and something small was bouncing around behind my sister. I was yelling for my sister to get out of there and move but she wasn't responding, she was just staring at me. Then the object lunged for her and I lunged for the object, I caught it but it knocked me over and I open my had and look, and it was $45. After that we went home and went to bed then I remembered I needed to study, so I opened my notes and its all in my handwriting and in my usual blue pen, but underneath my notes, was, in my handwriting again, "Its your mom. She's coming. Your mom is coming for you. She is going to kill you." and then i was laying in my bed and in one hand i was clutching the money from the basement and then in the other it was the note. I couldn't move. I tried lifting my head but it weighed about 100lbs. I tried to scream for my sister but i couldn't talk either. I opened my eyes and it was my room, but i still couldn't move. I closed my eyes and mumbled my sisters name again, then i heard her walk in my room and she grabbed my hand. I could feel her fingers and i knew it was her hand, i could actually feel it. Then it disappeared and i heard from the side of my bed, a quiet, creepy giggle. Then I woke up.

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I am quite disturbed at this dream. I have only ever I one of this nature that I can remember. It was during 10th grade in high school. Every year my family and a few other families stay together. The dream was at my normal house during daylight. My actual house is at the end of the street and there is another street a little farther behind it. I saw on the other street, the farther one in the dream, 4 people; one was a dad of one of my friends in boy scouts, two were men that I did not know, and one was a tall penguin. They were in a red car and somehow I knew they were going to go and kill my family and the other families. At that moment I was outside and everyone (family) was inside. I ran as fast as I could in the other direction as the red car with the people slowly drove around to my house. No matter how fast I tried running I always went at a constant speed that was slow. I hid under someones porch. It is not clear what happened after. I remember coming into my house and there was a lot of police every where. The inside of the house was not mine but the outside looked like it. There were many bloody dead people naked but not all exposed (female and male).

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Four o'clock comes. Leaving me in dry sweats accompanied by uneasy breathing. I find myself searching the room as if this man were still in my presence. The strong, yet easy echo of his words still ringing in my ears. Disoriented I lay there unwilling to move, welcoming the cool breeze of the fan as it caresses my face. "Come with me, I'll show you the way" I couldn’t see his face, but there was a hint of a smile to his voice. His hand extended towards mine. As I lay sprawled on the floor with no clear memory of how I had gotten there. I was beaten, and I was afraid. Cautiously I looked for him, but still only found his hands - "But, I cant see you." I stated. "You don’t need to, just trust me." He replied. Our hands meet with some confusion, but he draws me towards him with impressive strength. This is where i wake up. My blood rushing from adrenaline, it was comfortable, and dangerous in one. For when gentle sins meet one another, worlds collide. when he starts speaking is where my dream starts, the part I remember anyway. And the last sentence I swear that I heard his same melodic voice whiper it to me after I had already woken. Also, it might help you know that I lucid dream, most of the time unwilling,

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I was at a pep rally in the glenn campus building like always. Except there was a giant climbing toy like the kind you find at a fast food restaurant replacing the stage. There were many children in this tall foam and cage building, it looked more indestructible than the regular ones. There was this man who looked like a ringmaster coming into the gym who was stopped by my spanish teacher but as he stepped forward his eyes flashed a different color then the teacher came forward to introduce him. “This is Howard the ringmaster. He will be giving a performance with members from the audience.” Howard’s eyes flashed a different color, blue shade, and the spanish teacher looked confused but just walked back to where he was standing before. I thought that it was strange how his eyes changed but I thought it was just the trick of the light. “I need a volunteer from the audience. Someone from this front row? Howard said. He pointed to the girl next to me and she came up. “Now most people think that all the things I do here are pre - planned and fake. I can assure you that this person has no idea that she would be picked today. I want to show that many people can do the most extraordinary things. You just got to have the will, practice, and ability. Most people don’t put enough effort into this but I can make people use these extremely well and get them to do their special talent however I want. I can control how these people act. Sarah, I will show this on you first.” His eyes flashed again a more greenish shade and a smile grew across Sarah’s face. She bent backward and did about twenty backflips across the floor and landed perfectly. Then she did a cartwheel back to her seat. Howard’s eyes turned a brilliant blue and Sarah’s smile faded and she looked very confused. “What just happened. All I remember is being picked by that guy.” I thought this was strange and started to think about this guy. He was completely new to this school and the trick he did was almost like hypnosis. He did the same thing with a couple more people each presenting a different talent. He last came to me and I didn’t want to stand up. He glared at me and a flash of green appeared. Suddenly I felt at ease. I didn’t care about anything except doing what Howard said. It was like all my worries had faded away and all I had to do was let him do the work. I suddenly was back in my chair and I didn’t know how I got there. A burning was on my wrist. A circle, one half green and one half blue, like Howards eyes in the trick, and then I knew this was no trick, it was magic. He picked one more person to come up then I woke up.

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I suddenly appeared in the center of a carinval a week after I died. My best friend was happy after she found Me there and hugged me and cried, but I was practically empty, I felt no love or fear. I had been torn out of heaven For some reason and everyone was so happy I was alive, but I just wanted to find out how I was ressurected and why. I lived with my parents and my dads mentally challenged step brother. Everyone in town treated me like a miracle and Then people started dissapearing from town and turing up dead, and I figured out that my step uncle was the serial killer and that my parents had been oblivious for years. I went to my old childhood friend's house to tell her I was alive and she asked what heaven was like, and I told her all I remembered was warmth and rest. I went home after confessing I came back from the dead wrong and then my step uncle tried to kill me and my family, only letting me stall because my previous death and screwed up past intrested him. I was finally able to get and then got emancipated from my parents.

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