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I was on a tube on the lake with a big group of people and everything was great. We were having a good time. Everyone but me had fallen off of the tube at least once. After that I started zoning out and we were going really fast. The next thing I saw we had crashed into land. Once I came out of my daze I realized that the rest of the group was gone. I then heard someone coming and I saw that it was the driver of the boat. He had killed the rest of the group and I was the only one left. I found an open gate and I ran through it going deeper into the woods. The murderer was close behind but he hadn’t seen me yet. I kept running and he was following and yelling things. It was scary. I woke up before he could get to me.

I had a dream I can remember which is a rare thing. It had death in it which seldom happens in my dreams. In the dream – I sensed my dream had reference to another dream I had, but I do not remember that dream. In that other dream, like in movies, my body was clothed and in bad shape so we decide to change the body. And with some sort of magic technology, I get my face and everything back. This time, my old body is sent back to me in a plastic coffin with a USA flag on it. At first, I was surprised and sound drama. They were bringing it back to me. I said to them “I don't know what to do with it guys”. They replied "It's yours...." I instantly felt distant to the situation. I already have my new body now but I knew the dead body is mine. I did not care what was happening. I asked to open the box that now is a plastic coffin. It was warm inside it. I saw my old body. My face was pretty so I barely recognized myself. My legs were very very fine. "Yes they do good work!!! Looks so nice!" Then it was time to take the body, so we (the people bring the body and I) placed it somewhere. But even more strange, the body started to get into the position of a cat and sleep. And it was very soft, like a cat... "Yes it sleeps a lot"

I dreamt of kombucha. I started getting curious as to how kombucha gets fizzy, and a guy that I had liked but nothing ever happened with, well I wanted to ask him. I haven't talked to him in ages,k and keep thinking about it, even if I know we left on good terms and that I'm just wondering something fundamentally stupid. But anyway, I started asking everyone about the kombucha, and they all thought I was dumb, so I worked up the nerve to text him, and he replied about some acidic thing that I eventually understood. I kept going in and out of rooms, and it felt like his lack of attraction to me physically hurt, like I was physically in pain from him not understanding that I just wanted him to kjiss me. I told him that, I asked him if he wanted it too, and I honestly can only remember that this was because my best friend did it. Actrually she texted him that he tried to kiss me and I wasn't sure he was into it, and so he shouldn['t try again (even though I wanted him to desperately), and so I texted him that and he replied, he was kind about it, but then I saw one of my best friends cheating on her boyfriend (although they had broken up) with him, and it was quite strange but yeah.

My husband died. I have never dreamt of him until the other night. I have found dimes 3 or 4 times when there were decisions I just made or needed to make. The first scene I dreamed I was laying in bed and my dead husband was laying to my right and the man I’m interested in was on my left. Although there was nothing said in the dream the next scene I saw, I remember it looked like I was leaning toward or was slightly above the new interest (like maybe I was raising up to kiss him or crawling over the new man) and looking back to my left and seeing my husband laying there. From the view perspective I was in the middle dead husband was behind me, new man in front of me. There were no negative feelings but there really was not any good or positive feelings either. What does this mean????

I’m washing dishes. There are so many dishes. And they fall into the water and splash me. I’m soaked. I put them back on the shelf above the sink and continue to wash dishes. It’s like there’s more and more and more. They keep falling into the water. There’s an older couple that show up and they start doing chores together. I watch them and it’s like a dance. It’s graceful and they clean in no time together. And I’m still at the sink doing the dishes that never end. I’m in a church. In a very back pew. I’m not a member of this church. Everyone is standing up for communion and they head downstairs for communion and come back up. I couldn’t watch the communion like at other churches. And I have to let people by just like a Catholic Church as they pile out. I see some friends and walk to the house across the road from the church. It’s Michelle’s moms house. Place that is so old and in ruins. A little fuzzy in the middle But some guy says Blake is engaged. I think he’s suggesting Blake is engaged to him. The girl I’m with I’m like… is Blake engaged? And she says yes. I see Blake and go sit next to him. I said I hear you’re engaged. He says yes. I said congratulations. Then I say looks like you’ve proposed to everyone, everyone I’ve talked to says you proposed to them. He laughs and he’s engaged to a girl. I wanted to see her photo but didn’t ask. I didn’t ask because I realized it was because id compare her to myself and didn’t think that was fair. I asked him if he could afford a wife. The other friend says well he has a car payment now. And I thought that might even make things worse. He said yes I’m good. But the house he was living in didn’t belong to him and he couldn’t afford a house payment. He was unhappy with me. So I’m like I’ll go back to the church. There’s a pair of skates or a bicycle that I could take back to the church. He says you could take back both. And I asked how. And he says duh. You take the skates and then come back and take the bike. I looked at him and said I’m not doing that. I’ll take one. Not both. He’s saying goodbye to me and he puts his face in my breast and rubs his face back and forth. When I look down he’s moved his head to the side. Our friend noticed

I was in a weird school that was not normal in many ways. Such as everyone within the school has their own super powers that were given to you at birth. And for some reason I didn’t have any power but was more like watching it all take place. The powers were rated by the head of the school and depending on how good you could use your power would determine if you would be of any help to the world or not. Kind of like your power would determine your social class for the rest of your life.

I was tubing with a big group of people and everything was great. We were having a good time. Everyone but me had fallen off of the tube at least once. After that I started zoning out and we were going really fast. The next thing I saw we had crashed into land. Once I came out of my daze I realized that the rest of the group was gone. I then heard someone coming and I saw that it was the driver of the boat. He had killed the rest of the group and I was the only one left. I found an open gate and I ran through it going deeper into the woods. The murderer was close behind but he hadn’t seen me yet. I kept running and he was following and yelling things. It was scary. I woke up before he could get to me.

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