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I was in an abandoned building with Mohammed Alsharif and this couple (whom I don't actually know but I seemed to know in the dream). The four of us were going to go somewhere and I ended up outside in the car (a yellow convertible) with the couple. The guy was driving and he started to drive off without Mohammed. I protested and the guy said something to the effect of 'screw him' and then said, 'He shouldn't lag behind.' I got highly offended and demanded we go back. The guy refused; I argued; he refused. So, I told him to let me out. He woudn't. So, we argued about that until I told him this was kidnapping and got my phone out to call the police. I was deposited on a dark, rain-slicked skid row street. It was very dark and I started to walk back to the apartment to find Mohammed. I got to the upstairs doorway - a kind of doorway without a door to a landing with cracked and abused plaster, the cement floors covered in dust and debris - and he was there. "I'm so sorry, I said. "No problem," he shrugged in classic Mohammed fashion. "No, it's terrible. They were going to leave without you." "It's okay." Again, quintessential Mohammed casual shrug. "They're assholes. I'm so sorry. What should we do now?" I asked, thinking we would make alternate plans for the night out. He smiled in a cute, coy way and blushed as he shrugged his shoulders. I got the hint and smiled and blushed and looked down at my shoes. As I looked back up, he put his arms around my neck - very gently, very shyly - and leaned over to kiss me. It was gentle at first, but as I became more receptive, he got bolder. At one point, I gave a little whimper while he was kissing me and lips still on mine, he smiled and repeated my whimper mockingly. In this torrent of polite and demure passion, the boldest I could force myself to be was to press a hand to his chest. His hands never ventured beyond the back of my neck.

There were three wyverns (dragons with scorpion tails) in my dream. One was green (this was the largest of the three), the second black with a red chaos aura, and the third was white as ivory. I ran to hide from them in a poorly built, old, wooden shack. They did not pursue me. In my curiosity, I ventured to a window to see them. I watched the white one fly away, the green one was already gone, and the black one started looking for me. Then I woke up before there was any kind of conclusion to the dream.

It always sounds really silly when you try to tell what happened. Okay this is kinda weird...and I promise no mind enhancing medication was involved either. All I can remember now is, that I was in some kind of laboratory, but it was made to look like it was in a tropical rainforest. I was locked in and had become friendly with a giant tortoise, we were really good friends. I had been taken to another room and upon my return my friend had fallen into some water and was face down and not breathing, he was also missing his shell. I remember picking him out of the water and trying to get him to breathe but was really concious not to hurt him and because he had no shell he felt like jelly!!! I remember finally managing to get him breathing again and noticed someone had left the door open. So I ran out with the tortoise and luckily found the shell, and I just remember running for my life, just running and running while holding onto this poor animal....sounds weird and strange, but at the time I was convinced it was real!!

I had a dream that I wasn't happy at CSUN so I transferred to CalArts for my last semester at school, and they got two awesome new piano teachers, and I was excited to go there, but then you moved down to southcal to go to school and you were going to live with me, but when i switched to CalArts it kind of screwed you over, because CSUN is a school where you could get a degree in pretty much anything but CalArts is only for music/art, etc. so you couldn't really go to school

A group of twenty strangers and myself were on some kind of group tour. On the tour, we had to swim under murky, brown water with dolphins as our tour guide. The dolphins couldn't speak, but there was a mutual understanding between the group of people and dolphins. Somehow everyone knew which way the dolphins wanted us to go, although we didn't know where we were going. They continued to spin and twirl throughout the water until we arrived at an underwater convenient store. The dolphins left once everyone went inside. Inside the store, it was very dark, there were broken tiles, and the shelves were unorganized. As everyone was browsing through the store, a group of conspirators, from the tour group, raided the store and stared to fire their weapons. D.J, a security guard from my middle school, was the leader of the operation. They didn't try to rob the store or hold any hostages. They were just shooting at everyone. D.J recognized me and told me to stay close and hide behind him. He said he was helping me because he didn't feel I was part of the "threat." As I went to run and hide, a man with a net started chasing me. He backed me into a corner and I couldn't scream. As he went to lift his net, I woke up.

Not sure weather I was actually seeing myself in my dream ,but I was there, I saw an young girl in an uniform, with a very cold, staring look. her eyes were lined with thick black kajal(eyeliner),very thick lined, Dont know why, she was staring at me. right into my eyes. i was very very scared. tried moving quickly, I want to scream and tell people around me take her away from me, but I don't know why I could not. it was like if I shout it would be a bad move on my part. the place seemed like a school. never seen that kind of arrangement in real before I saw it in my dream .I frequently ran into her in that dinning hall. i was very scared .i still could not get rid of that girls eyes, and the pale face.

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