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My boyfriend is away working and normaly i get to see him in the weekends but last night he asked if he could come back in 2weeks i dont mind at all because hes working hard for his baby on the way anway i had a weird dream last night that our room was outside in the shed and we were playing around and i asked should we have sex he said yes. He went to shut the door and it happend.. But as soon as we were done some people came in.. People i dont like and one guy came up to my bed leaned over me and said you can smell it i said smell what and he said your baby..???

I was shopping at a clothes store when I was somehow kidnapped by this guy who was a celebrity in the dream. He kept me locked up in this huge creepy place for a long time and I think that he sort of mentally tortured me and raped me. I was then somehow rescued and brought back to my dad but not before I was brought back to the store in which I was kidnapped and asked questions about the kidnapper in an attempt to figure out who it was. My dad and I walked home which in my dream was sort of like a version of my grandmother's house before they added the second floor. Our neighbors were having some kind of a holiday party and my dad got me to join in. They had a son about my age which I remember I liked. He gave me a letter and I don't remember what was written in it but I do remember that his handwriting was a little hard for me to interpret but I managed to get through it, I think it had something to do with a marriage. I also remember our younger siblings playing together. Next we were in some sort of safari and my 8 year old brother was driving a jeep really fast and my little sister and I jumped onto the back of it, the rest of the family was already in it. He nearly crashed a few times but everybody was ok and nothing happened. After that my mom took me and my little sister to buy some new bras and it was really hard to find something good but in the end I picked two that were sort of like a corset (which I would have never chosen in real life) and I went to try them on. The stall I went into wouldn't close and someone opened it once. My mom and my sister came in for some reason and I was trying to get dressed back to normal real fast and then I realized I still had the shop's bra on so I took off my shirt and then this group of tall sexy guys came into the stall and said that they were there to fix the door and that they had to do it from the inside. All I could think about was the kidnapping from earlier and I was really embarrassed. Then they got out of the stall and fixed it from the outside but they were taller than the stall and I was afraid they could see me from above it and that they would look and yet I kept changing to my own bra and then I looked around for my cellphone ans my house keys which I took out of my pockets earlier when I took off my pants after-which I realized that I was trying on bras and didn't need to take them off.

I'm at the top of a very steep, almost vertical flight of stone steps. The steps are very large actual rectangular stones of different sizes and the space between them varies. The first step has a square pond of dark green water of unknown depth in front of it so the first step is quite difficult to get to. I feel very scared at the top but somehow feel encouraged to try to go down the steps. I start off by sitting down in order to get to the first step, then the fear goes away and I can go down them all. This dream recurred a few times just as above but the last time an unknown, faceless man tries to allay my initial fear of the steps by getting into the water to show that it is not dangerous or scary. then the dream proceeded as normal.

It was the day before my wedding but I was switching between being me and being my cousin Ryan. My aunt Teresa (who my family doesn’t talk to in real life) and my mother were there but they were preparing for another event for my other aunt, Allyn, as well as my wedding. We were trying to put together my wedding in less than 24 hours and my mother was wearing what she thought should be my wedding dress (she was a lot skinnier than she normally is). The dress was short with a heart shaped, white top and below the breast line it poofed out into one of skirts and ruffled just at the end. The bottom of it, below the breast line, was black. I was really mad that she expected that to be my wedding dress. I even cried. No one was taking anything about my wedding seriously. The room it was supposed to be in was a giant library with lilac walls and it already had some white decorations on the ceiling and scattered chairs. I was mad it still looked like a library so I tried to push the book cases together to form a wall behind where the alter area was supposed to be, but when my family tried to help me they just messed up the book cases sending them in all kinds of directions and knocking them over. Suddenly I was racing down a hallway and I got in a boat with my mom and my Aunts and I was crying as we headed over to watch a movie thing for Allyn’s event (I can’t remember what it was, I think a family reunion of some sort). I yelled at my aunts that we had less than a day and nothing was done. The movie was on the boat. Mid movie I looked at the clock and it said 6:38 PM and I freaked out again because it was so late and somehow left the boat. I was back at the book cases when there was an explosion and I was hidden behind them. I could hear people screaming and I could see a man in huge, weird, alien-like body armor and mask walking over the toppled book cases in the fire. I was under the book cases. The building had been ripped open and the lilac walls were gone revealing apartments outside that were ablaze. There were things everywhere shooting people I didn’t know. I struggled to get up from beneath the bookcases and the man walking over them found me. He asked why he should let me live and I told him I would behave and I would help. Apparently he was keeping a few people alive for this reason and I could see some shooting the civilians near the burning buildings. He let me go and I asked him to please spare my family out near where the boat was or at least not light that area on fire. He asked me how he could possibly have fun without shooting off some AK47s and I told them he could think of something. Then I ran off. There was a train track separating this area of the city from the other now and I was going to it. Suddenly I was my cousin Ryan and I was sneaking along the back of the burning apartment buildings trying not to be seen. The place was very dark and deserted despite the flames but I knew I would be in trouble if I were caught. I saw the trains going by now. Some carts were very low and some were very tall but they were covered in blood and hands were sticking out of them of children/young adults trying to escape. They were being taken away and I didn’t know where to, but then I spotted me (my real self) laying on a low lying cart with only two levels. I (as Ryan) jumped on as it passed (it wasn’t going that fast at the time) and I was hanging on beneath the level where the people were. The levels were just made of a few planks of wood stretching vertically from one end of the car to the other. There was no roof on this car. I was laying on the bottom now in a small area below the level where the people were and I looked up and Jess(me) was staring down at me between the planks with a sooty face and longer hair then I remembered and tattered clothes. We didn’t say a word but she knew I was trying to get her out of there. There were two men patrolling the cars. They would walk along and then lay down and look below to see if any children were trying to slip to my level and escape the train. They didn’t see me. Right when I woke up I could see the cars from the side again with blood all over them and flames in the background still and I was picturing the wedding dress I had hated.

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