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I walked into H’s classroom. I was wearing jeans, and a black sweater with a zip at the top. I walked across the front of the room and then to the back right corner. I thought I saw an open seat near Pig, but as I drew nearer I noticed an article of clothing on that seat. It was taken. I then went over to the back left corner of the room, and there I found a seat. It was near Bottle Cap Guy. I talked to him a bit, but about what I can’t recall. I had a black binder on the floor. Pig sat on that binder. I said timidly, "Pig, you're sitting on my binder. That's not good." I asked her to get off it. She obliged. Later, I left the room and headed down the hall to where the stairs are – the ones that lead down to the woodshop hall. They were much larger than they are in real life, and slightly curved. Pig was coming up those stairs toward me, holding a baby. The baby looked...pristine? Pig didn't pay me much attention as she passed. After Pig, I then had to wait for a class of little kids as they made their way up the middle of the stairs. There was another class waiting to go up, but I set off down the stairs before they started up. As I went down, I saw an old man struggling mightily along the rails to get up the stairs, about 10-15 steps from the top. I debated whether I should help him, and decided he would be fine, so I continued on. There was a teacher at the bottom next to the kids, looking at me strangely. Judging me, perhaps. At the bottom of the stairs, I found myself in a sort of "Dream" Vegas. I had a sunken feeling. I was so far from getting there, and it really sunk in then. I felt depressed as I meandered around this basement casino. I thought of what it would be like to do an interview about poker. "We" was a word I imagined using in the interview...Referring to "we poker players", probably. I thought about speaking strongly rather than timidly – of being a strong character rather than a weak and pathetic one.

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I often dream vivid dreams. Last night I was swimming in the ocean, alone, far from shore but with it still in sight. In the distance, a jet came into view. The closer it came to me, the more I could see that it was going to crash. Out of control, the jet ambled towards me. I had nowhere to go, no way to escape. I felt certain it was going to attempt a water landing with me in its path. I was left only to pray, and watch. It came closer and closer. Flying low, I dove underwater as it approached, fighting to go deeper. The plane squealed loudly as it skimmed the surface of the water above me. I could look up and see its belly scratching and clawing the surface above. The sound was deafening, a collective terrorizing shout of fear of the hundreds of nameless faces inside I could not see. As the plane skid past me, and with my lungs empty and crying for air, I fought with every muscle in my body aching to break back to the top and breathe again. I made it just in time, looking over my shoulder with weak but effusive pants just in time to see the plane bellow into the giant beachside hotel buildings, destroying them on impact with a deafening blow that echoed for miles. The anticipated explosion followed. I spent the next few minutes back underwater hiding and looking up as debris fell and tattered my surroundings forming a blanket that sought to drown me. Treading water moments later, the once peaceful ocean was littered and trashed with fiery scraps of metal, junk and torn body parts. I rescued a drowning boy and his sister. They were maybe five. Twins. Crawling onto the beach with the boy and the girl on my back, wringing to my neck, I laid them down. They were alive, whoever they were. I woke up.

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I was standing at a little boy's bedside. He was fast asleep and I could instantly feel a connection between us. However, I could not see his face. The room lolled like my former friend's room, but the exit was different. It was peaceful for only a moment when a monster suddenly appeared and tried to harm the little boy. I immediately switched into attack mode a chased away the monster. As I go back to the boy, it comes back. This cycle happened several times before I was exhaughsted. And just as I think the monster gave up, it came after me! I tried my hardest to make it leave, but by that time, I was too weak and tired to fight back. And soon enough, the monster caught an killed me.

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In my dream I was seeting in a public place with my mother as I was looking around I sore a big bird in the roof of the house oposite me I started thinking if I wistle to this bird will he come closer to me? Then I deside to try I wistle bringing my hands out as if I have some food in my hand and the bird fly down close to me and try to eat the food in my hand and I was turching the birds body but the bird did not see any food in my hand so he flew as he try to fly he was weak is like he speak out to me saying he was weak or I was thinking he was because he is hungry I can't remember. I and my mother rush this bird to the kichen and we both chew dry corn and was about to give it to the bird then I woke up.

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I had a dream I met the dude I'm talking to now parents. ..we were talking on the phone as usual and he said come over here to my parents house so you can meet them. So I went and I was nervous on meeting his mom but I don't know why but she treated me as if I was part of the family already. Me and his mom had a good conversation. We talked and talked but my boyfriend was outside with dad talking and he came in the house with him and hwme met me and shook my hand and smiled. My boyfriend was smiling and I don't know why but after weakk ttalked I took the kids home and left and his parents said it was nice veto meet you and come back and u said okay . My boyfriend walked me to my car and kissed me and we said goodnight and text me when you make it home and I said okay.

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