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I had a dream that I went to a camping area in the middle of Saint John, NB, Canada and stayed in a cabin with my parents, aunt Vickie, grandparents and great-grandmother. So I decided to go to arcade room/coffee shop and got a bottle of water and then the cashier gave me a penny , then somehow I ended up in Walmart.... So then I walked around Walmart and has an obsessive need to find Yu-Gi-Oh cards and couldn't find them, so then I spotted my cousin and her dad and said hi. Strangely my cousin was around 15ft. tall. So I left the store and walked around Saint John and found a mall with retardedly low ceilings. So I walked around and found an old Japanese guy that paints in the dark and looked at his paintings of Marisa Kirisame (Touhou Character) and wanted to buy one but only had 40$ and a penny, so I left. Then a man started stalking me outside on the street and I ran and got lost. It started to get dark. Then I found and told a group of 3 kids my age that I got lost so I went to one of their houses to call my parents. Then there phone wasn't working and I made a cellphone out of earwax... but it didn't work so I asked if they had a cellphone but they didn't. All of a sudden, two people I know (one a girl and one a boy) walked though the door and hugged me, then I asked if they brought a phone and the guy said no and the girls wasn't working. So then I remembered I had a cellphone with me the whole time and tried to call my parents but then some random GPS opened on the screen and there was a red arrow on the screen to the campsite, but I was too scared to walk back in the dark. Then I appeared in front of the cabin and my dad was roasting a marshmallow on the ground beside the campfire then a giant wasp beetle flew out of a tree beside our cabin scared me, so I went inside... end of my dream.

I had a dream last night. I was on board a commercial flight with friends from my previous holiday (we never used planes on that holiday I may add). There were two simultaneous flights. We were on board one aeroplane and another, headed to the same destination was flying slightly ahead of us. From the window I occasionally caught a glimpse of the other plane. At the time of the crash, we were passing over some very tropical and beautiful scene below; there were many locals, possibly African, sailing in tiny boats and fishing and generally bustling around on the coast. As I looked from the window I could see a vast plethora of coloured sails, umbrellas and people wearing fantastically coloured clothes. It was beautiful. Shortly after, a message came over the speaker system that we would be dropping altitude dramatically, in order to overtake the other plane, as our pilot thought they were travelling too slowly and the best way for us to pick up speed in order to pass the plane was to manage a controlled drop from altitude whilst turning. All the passengers and I had full confidence in the pilot and suffered no anxiety. As we lowered towards the beautiful coastal scene I was amazed by the perfect curvature of the earth that I could see, the sea seemed to bend on the horizon. I spoke to my friend next to me, a passenger called Pete from Singapore. He told me much about the locals below and I admired his knowledge, however the details of this conversation escape me. Soon after, another message came over the intercom, it was the pilot. He was very happy, almost boastful, about how well he had done in passing the other plane, and that now we could continue with great speed on to our destination (I don’t actually know where we were headed). The pilot then added that he was now going to regain the appropriate altitude for the flight and therefore a dramatic climb was imminent. The nose of the plane rose to an almost vertical ascent. So much so that I adjusted myself on my seat so that my backside as, in fact, on the headrest of my chair. Other people stayed as they were, seated as though they were in the carriage of a climbing rollercoaster. This is a thought which occurred to me in the dream, it actually felt like we were on a rollercoaster. Despite this everybody was calm. I had a mild disquiet in my stomach however and my trust in the pilot had diminished somewhat. I saw him as an arrogant show-off, was any of this necessary? A short while later, the plane began to stall and fall from the sky. We crashed into the ocean not far from the coast. Things went black for a short moment and there was the feeling of a powerful impact. When vision was restored however, everyone around me was fine, except I had a terrible dread feeling that people somewhere must have lost their lives, and that myself and my neighbours were very lucky to be unharmed. We all quite calmly unbuckled ourselves from the seats and proceeded to force open the door and slide down the escape chutes in a very orderly fashion. We were introduced to the warm tropical ocean for the first time. I paused at the exit and was surprised to see everybody wearing life jackets. I asked the stewardess where they were kept and she claimed not to know. I checked under my seat and found nothing. Nevertheless, I slid down into the sea. The water was warm and calm; the plane wreckage seemed to disappear instantly. Me and my friends swam calmly towards the shore. That beautiful and colourful scene. We were met part way by local fisherman similarly swimming in the water. They had the look of aboriginal or tribal denizens yet were polite and spoke good English, we exchanged greetings and nothing more as we headed to the beach. Upon reaching the sandy shore I remember seeing coins buried under a light covering of sand. I bent down and inspected further. I discovered that the coins were English pennies, all different types. Upon this discovery I was filled with a terrible feeling that the second plane had crashed too, and that must be how these coins arrived upon the beach. I felt, or feared that, everybody on the second plane had died in the crash. It was at this moment that I woke up.

I was sitting in a moving bus with my brother in the driving seat and suddenly it was like a crash into another vehicle and then we stopped. So I told my brother to get down and check what has happenned to the other vehicle. Suddenly, I saw the occupants coming toward our vehicle with fuel in their hands and fire to set the vehicle ablaze. So I jumped down and took to my heel, still I could feel them running after me as if to equally set me ablaze and I intensified on my speed to avoid them catching up with me. Then it was like a change, I found myself at home and meeting the people who tried to set me ablaze sitting down and being introduced to me as my in-laws. Obviously, I have a distant brother who is about to wed and these people are the would be in-law. Then I woke up

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