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I was in my house, only there was this old fashioned walk up attic in the house (which normally isn't there) and there were all these loud noises coming from the attic. Throughout the dream I was very childlike; I was wearing a nightgown I had as a little girl and I was coloring. At first my mother was there and she kept trying to get me to go up to the attic and I wouldn't go. And then my boyfriend was there and he took my hand and tried to again get me to go up to the attic and again I refused. Then later, I was sitting on the floor coloring in a coloring book and I heard the noises again. I looked up and my sister was standing in the corner silently and I said to her "I am not going into the attic"

I was in a shopping mall with my identical twin sister Grace and one of my friends, Emily. I was four and half months pregnant but I wasn't showing. I had no baby bump or anything. We went to a new shop on the top floor and began to talk to the woman there. The shop was a teaching nursery and I told the woman that I wanted to learn how to care for my baby when it arrived. She made my sister and friend go away and sat me at a two person table with her. She asked me about why I wanted to learn how to look after my baby and if I was happy being pregnant. I was very happy being pregnant but I told her that I didn't have a boyfriend and I had never had sex, she told me it was normal and that my baby would be fine. She asked me if I was guilty about being pregnant at fifteen, I said no and she said that was a good thing. Then we went on a walk around the shopping mall. She gave me a book to write in and asked me all to write down all of the things I wanted to learn but she said I needed a pen to write with so she'd buy me one from W H Smiths but we couldn't find the shop. We walked to the bottom floor of the shopping mall and met a boy from school and his girlfriend who kicked the wall and it lit up a map of the shopping mall so we could see where the shop was. I'd been to the shopping mall in a previous dream and began to remember where the shop was. In stead of going to the shop we went back to the baby shop and it turned into a nursery which I decorated and then I grew a baby bump and rubbed it.

I was sitting in a hospital office, unaware how I had gotten there, with my friend, Angela, beside me. On the opposite side of the desk sat a nurse who was handing us papers, and asking for our signatures. She was talking for what seemed like a very long time, but her exact words escape my memory. After signing the papers, I leaned over the desk to hand them back to the nurse, but I could not reach her. After struggling for a bit, I decided to walk around the desk, but when I tried to stand, I noticed the bottom half of my leg was completely swollen and red. I then realized Angela’s leg looked the same and that we were both in wheelchairs. The nurse came and took the papers from me and then wheeled Angela and I down a long, dark hallway that appeared to be never ending, until we turned into a different room; it was extremely cold and had two small hospital beds. Angela and I laid down, both tremendously nervous. Angela was crying, but not myself. We ended up having surgery; they amputated each of our right legs, from the knee down, and reattached them to each other. The last thing I remember before waking up is Angela and I thanking the doctors nonstop for the surgery.

I was standing in front of the house in my home town. I could not see in side, but I knew that the man I was in a relationship with, and I loved very much was inside. When the door opened, it actually looked like an inside of the church. There were benches on the left and right and a lot of people sitting in there. At the end of the aisle, he was standing holding a baby wrapped in a blue and white cloth. He was looking at the baby. I knew it was a boy and it was his grandchild. It looked like a baptism. I saw him, but he did not see me. I walked away.

I was riding my bike home in the street and throughout my neighborhood, on either side of me, were pandas. These pandas were men who were dressed as pandas and had their faces painted. However, in my dream, I thought they were real pandas. As I was riding, there was one panda walking, on two legs, across the street. I sped up to pass him, but he got mad and said to me, "Really?" I said, "I'm sorry but I have somewhere to go." I kept riding forward, and looked back to see that panda staring at me and getting all his friends together. I sped up my driveway to find that my parents weren't home, the new car was there and the truck opened, and my baby sister was inside the car crying. The garage was open, and I wanted to go inside, but for some reason, I closed the garage. Behind me, I saw the pandas racing up my driveway, coming to kill me. I kept trying to go inside my garage, but kept accidentally closing it. Eventually I got in just in time, and as the door closed, the pandas were banging on the door.

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