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Hugging estranged brothers in a stairwell.mother is married to a stranger but he is not at the dinner with her, that is the only reason brothers have come to this dinner. Chef is mr giovani and he is cooking in the bleachers of the ice rink. dinner is on the ice rink floor that is cleared of ice. only about 20 people present. Dinner must be cleaned up and done by 8 pm as the graduation event starts then. The bleachers are filling up with people that watch as the dinner guests eat. Dinner is ham vegetables potato salad buns. Mr Giovanni is making leftovers and feeding them to ed dunn and various other people that were not at the dinner and is no where near serving dessert and he wont listen to me when i say the place is filling up with crowds of people and we need to get out of there.

I was in my room with a doll my grandparents gave me and my mom came in and told me she wanted to put new skin on the doll. So as my mom was scrapping the plastic off I kept seeing the doll moving but my mom didn't. The doll was moving its arms and opening its mouth. When I said that was happening and my mom went to look the doll shut its mouth and stop moving. My mom told me that it could have been me that made the doll move and that I just didn't remember. My mom then took the doll to the other side of my room to continue scraping off its skin. It moved again and said so to my mom and this time my mom seen it. Then it started moving a lot more and hit my mom.

1.) The dream I had started at a candy store from what I remember. I was having a good time just hanging with my friend Maegan. I had never been in this store; it was all white with hot pink décor. The store was a little crowded. I was sitting at a tall table when I got a random text from a number I had never seen before saying “I see you” so this being like the cheesiest scare tactic from the lamest horror movies I thought it was joke from a friend in the store, but I looked up everyone was gone even Maegan, the cashier everyone! I was on my way home when I kept getting this text that I don’t remember at all. When I got to what was my home it was a combination of my house, my aunts old house, Maegans house and my cousins old house. So I walked in and I was all alone when I got the text saying that he was here and to meet him in the bathroom, this is when I got really scared and on my way to the bathroom to meet him I saw his feet at the end on my parents bed in their room. When I got to the bathroom, my friend Adelia was in the bathtub, she wasn’t bathing she was just in the bathtub. When she saw me she yelled at me to get out but I told that I couldn’t and I tried to quickly explain the situation to her when we both started crying. When I turned around I was this short middle aged man in a sparkly green and orange stripped bikini, and he had scuba gear around his head. That’s all I can remember.

I was in a large room with mirrors covering all four walls. My first and so far only love was there on a bicycle. Normally, I don't share my feeling with him because he shuts down and gets defensive or he wants to cheat on his girlfriend /baby-mama/fiancé with me and I adamantly refused. He never shows any concern about my feelings. However, in this dream he seemed upset that I had hooked up with another guy even though he has no grounds to be jealous. I start yelling at him saying he has no right and if he still is jealous about that kind of stuff maybe he still love me even though he won't admit it and he shouldn't be with his current fiancé. He refuses to listen attempting to ride away on the bike, however we are trapped in this room with no where to go and our reflections and voices surrounding us making it impossible to escape.

Dream kept repeating in certain parts. I was constantly back at the house. Different things happened every time I was at the house. Entered via bathroom (peach with darker door but not too dark). There was just a toilet in the room and I think a window to the right of me. Hole in the door. Dog in other room would see me and put his nose through the hole and sniff. I'd dread opening the door to the dog, but I'd do it and calm it down by stroking it. It was silky smooth. The last time I visited the house, the dog saw me through the hole and as I expected, went to put his nose in the hole and sniff, but he burst down the door instead and ended up right in front of me. This room was grey. Grey walls with photo frames (gold maybe) and grey floorboards. They all looked cracked and the wallpaper looked worn and cracked. There was no furniture in the room, though I think there might have been one set of drawers that were black in a vintage style but very worn and old. On the bottom far left was a door frame without a door. I never went through this door, but I did look out of it. There was a landing which led round to a flight of stairs going down. This landing and the stairs were also grey and worn exactly like the room I was in. Back near to the left of the bathroom there was another room. This door frame actually had a door, which was always open a few inches and looked like there was light shining into the room. I was always too scared to enter that room or to leave the grey room at all. Every time I ended up at this house the dog was a different colour. Once it was black with white spots. Another time, white, golden and black with black spots and smaller ears/nose. Another time it was white with long brown floppy ears. But I knew it was always the same dog. I know it was a male dog. He was always very on edge and almost hyper flighty. Only I could calm him down by stroking him. But he was always scared in some way and really jumpy. And so was I. I was scared of a man, incase he came to the room. I was scared he'd be in this house, but never knew if he was or not. One time, I was riding a bike that was too big. The handle bars were way too high and when I was pedalling my knees were coming up to my cheeks. I was cycling around Manchester early on a morning. People were going to work on the trams (which looked more square and red) and there were buskers dotted along the tram lines. One man made a couple of quid in less than a minute. He also looked poor but he was good at busking. I was cycling along these tramlines and near Arndale then suddenly I was riding down a hill in Easington Colliery and ended up in the bathroom of this house again. One time, people were in the house, 2 girls and a boy walking down the stairs away from me and I had a guitar and threw it to them. They were then gone.

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