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We heard a strange sound. Then we realized it was a bat. Lighys were all turned off, then I turn it on. I saw the switch of the light. Then first, I saw the shadow of the bat, then the bat itself. It was flying. We moved to the other room. We were in our old house and I was holding a baseball bat so I can hit the bat with baseball bat. We were scared but we conquered the feeling. My uncle showed off his tongue like a maniac when he was riding a car. I imagine a rape scene in my dream. I told my self in my dream that if he will try or attempt to rape me, I can shoot him with a gun. I saw the bed. I saw the gun. Someone asked for my salary. I think it was my ex-colleague, Teacher Kat. Then I was talking with the kids. I asked them something. I saw my cousin. We were sitting on the chair, while the kids are eating on the table.

It isn't just one dream, but many combined: For the past year, the same man has been appearing in my dreams. In the realistic dreams - the ones where I wake up confused because I think it's actually happened - he is often right beside me, as either my friend or boyfriend . But in the others, he appears only briefly. He may be stood in the distance, staring at me or may be walking past if I'm in a city or something. I always mention it to my dream 'friends' as well, if I'm with any. You can always rely on him to be there. Most of the characters in my dreams don't really have faces, but this guy does. When I'm awake I can't imagine it, but I know that he does because he's ridiculously handsome. I can only remember that he has dark hair and eyes (which is unusual for me, as I like blonde and blue eyed fellas). I used to dream nearly every night, and most of the time they were the ones where I knew him personally. I've even had sex with this guy in them. But recently, my dreams have been less often and in them he has mostly been far away. It's almost as if he's angry with me. What does it mean? And who or what does this guy represent?

I am at a meeting with former employees I worked with (in real life many years ago since quitting my career and staying home to raise my children). I am totally bored and uninterested at the meeting. The higher up position employees are all sitting at the far end of the table from me and I am sitting at the opposite end with people that I am uninterested in. I realize I am not dressed appropriately for a luncheon later on that day so I slip away from the meeting to get changed. I am at a shopping mall and a man leads me into through a door way that is off limits to the shoppers. I am taken through some hallways and into a room where some people are that I have never met. I am intrigued to be in this room that is off limits to the shoppers. The room is filled with the largest collection of teapots in every colour one could imagine. It is amazing. I sit down with these people and the man offers me a tea that looks more like a dessert. He asks me what flavour I think it is. I guess raspberry tea. He tells me it is actually strawberry tea. As I am tasting the tea/dessert I discover my cellphone has fallen into the tea. A message is coming out of my phone stating that the phone has been irreparably damaged by the exposure to liquid. I am not too upset that my phone is ruined as I felt it was time for me to get a more up to date cell phone anyways.

I was in the house with my boyfriend , my mother and my grandmother, they are in the other room and i am in bed suddenly he goes out without saying anything to me which seems strange, i get up and start somehow making rice pudding with my mum and nan we are making a small amount but mum ask to make much much more which we do but while doing this I cannot take my boyfriend out of my mind wondering where he is, why is he not back, if I should go out and call him but most of all why he went out and didn't say anything and eventhough I didn't see him go out I imagined him angry or not happpy. Now I should let you know my boyfriend was killed 5 months ago

I was in the house with my boyfriend , my mum and my grandmother, they are in the other room and i am in bed suddenly he goes out without saying anything to me which seems strange, i get up and start somehow making rice pudding with my mum and nan we are making a small amount but mum ask to make much much more which we do but while doing this I cannot take my boyfriend out of my mind wondering where he is, why is he not back, if I should go out and call him but most of all why he went out and didn't say anything and eventhough I didn't see him go out I imagined him angry or not happpy. Now I should let you know my boyfriend was killed 5 months ago

I would have this reoccurring dream when I was really young. I would be sitting at the table with my family in a little cottage. It wasn't my home. We were eating dinner. It was raining. A man showed up at our door and we let him in to eat with us. He sat down at the table. After a little he transformed into a terrifying, ugly wolf. All the walls of house sort of disappear and it's just me running from this wolf. I'm so scared. I keep running, and I would try to think of something happy to get me away from the wolf. I'd imagine a little patch of sunflowers. Almost immediately after picturing myself in the sunflowers the wolf appears. He still found me. And then I'd wake up crying.

I am on a battlefield people are fighting there are guns, bullets, and other explosives. My boyfriend of 3 years was wounded and he wanted me to kill him. At first I was nervous but I gave in and I shot but he wouldn't die. In this time we were still.talking and laughing but the job still needed to be done I.took a fun to his forehead and pulled the trigger. He died and I couldn't believe it. I was wailing and crying. I tried lifting him up and was hugging and kissing him. But this time he was gone, I couldn't imagine life without him. Finally the dream faded away with me singing to his dead body the song lucky by Jason Mraz, and I woke up crying.

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