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All these scorpion type things started invading my room and I DIDN'T have anyone to talk to about it. My girlfriend drove by on Riverdale road and waved at me. Distracted, she didn't see the car swerve into oncoming traffic and crash into her. She flips and rolls. She lands in the intersection. A car hits her going the same direction as the first. Then one that ran a red light coming from wal mart. Her car topples back into her lane only to be hit by another car. I run to her. People drive off. No ONE helps.. I cut her seat belt with my knife and pull her from the car window upside down. I was doing cpr when the dream ended..

I was living in a mountainous area in a cabin like house my mother, sister and brother in-law. I drove to go get my husband from somewhere he shouldn't have been in an old beat up car. I was driving on a windy road feeling like I had to get to him fast and then suddenly, I drove off the edge of a steep cliff and floated down into a beautiful valley. I felt peaceful and it was beautiful. I then sort of appeared back at the house and was trying to tell my family that the crash and flames was from me and that I was gone. They couldn't hear me, I don't think. Yet, I was content, without fear. What could this mean?

This dream took place at my house that I was living at when I first started school here. I recognized the street and the houses around me. It was at night and my neighbor and I decided to throw a party at both our houses at the same time so we could have room for more people to come and we wouldn’t be as limited. There were people everywhere that were laughing and drinking and smoking cigarettes in the yards and having a great time. Some people I knew and some I had to ask who they were. Between my brother and friends and neighbor introducing people to me as more showed up I could not keep track of all of them. But as the night went on there was one individual at the party that no one knew who he was, and was keeping a pretty close distance to me for hours. I at first didn’t think anything of it because of the number of people in our yards and houses. As the night went on he kept getting closer and closer to me and was touching me as I would walk by him and grabbed me and even hugged me. Of course not knowing this individual I asked if he would leave me alone or I would have to ask him to leave. A while later I was walking back from my neighbor’s house back to mine and he was leaning up against a tree and ran up and grabbed me and I started screaming. With all the noise and music no one heard me or even looked my way. Luckily my older brother and our best friend saw a guy running away towards the cars with someone over his shoulder and ran after him to check it out. Before the guy got to his car they saw that it was me and grabbed the guy and took me from him and threw him into the side of his car. Of course my brother threatened him to leave or the cops would be called, so we thought after he got in the car and drove away, that I would be safe to return to the party. Well latter in the night people started to leave and the party started to die down. As I was taking a bag of trash to the dumpster I was grabbed again by a different guy that looked vaguely like the next door neighbor on the other side. But this time my brother and brother’s best friend saw the whole thing and were closer to me then the first time. My brother grabbed the second guy and as it turns out not far from where I we were the first guy was waiting; my brother and I’s friend went after him. I was left on the ground and as I was watching this fight I started scooting away closer to my house. Then all of a sudden my brother scoops me up into his arms and starts running towards the house and I looked back and saw the guys lying on the ground lifeless. As we got back to the house my brother set me down on a chair just inside the door and told me to stay there because he was going to go take care of them and didn’t want me to see what they were doing. As he walked out the door our friend came and sat down in the chair with me and pulled me into his lap and told me to go to sleep and everything was going be okay and he was never going to leave me.

I was with a group of friends. We were in a rustic world. The world was of superstition, rogues, and canvas clothes, dirt ‘roads, donkeys and mules that carried goods, and roman soldiers. We were dirty and dusty and talking and mingling when we saw the sentries carting these enormous carts that resembled hay carts only bigger. They were covered in coarse dirty canvas and bound with ropes. We were undoubtedly curios so we followed them for a distance before turning into an abandoned side street where we notice d a huge wooden garden gate that towered about three times as tall as any grown man. It was locked and it seemed like there was a piece of the city hidden behind it and we could find no other entrance nor remember ever having seen this peculiarity once in our lives before. Being the hotheaded adventure seekers we were, we scaled the gate and landed behind it. All we saw was more stucco walls that we assumed was housing and a long open dirty road without any vendors or stalls or donkeys. The only thing we saw in the distance was the form of what appeared to be a misshapen babe. We decided to walk around and try to find the people that lived there but happened upon the babe sooner than we expected. Much to our surprise the sitting babe was nearly as tall as we were and it’s dancing sister who would normally look no older than two or three years loomed a few feet above us. We stared with our mouths agape as we tried to comprehend what we saw. Then we heard it. Rumbling footsteps that undoubtedly belonged to the parent of these abnormal children. Not wanting to meet whatever conceived such anomalies we darted for the gate but found it nearly impossible to scale. We alsotried squeezing through the nonexistent gaps in the slating and near the ground while we cursed ourselves for our rash stupidity. The creature that rounded the corner was huge. But considering that we were all too busy dodging its blows and scrambling to find our way out we had no idea what gender it may have been and whether or not it appeared human. I am still unable to describe how we managed to escape the nether side of the wooden garden gate, but thankfully we did. I do remember watching the solders finish unloading these gigantic canvas wrapped burdens from the huge carts. Donning dirty, abandoned doctors robes my friends and I approached the sentries with an air of confidence. One sentry led us over to the hills that he promptly ordered to be be uncovered for us only ( I may not have mentioned but this huge square was devoid of all but the solders and ourselves). They cut the ropes and the canvas falls and there are several Giant’s carcasses. Some of their bodies look mutilated, burned, and others are just bloody. My friends and I gather our bearings and try to look as professional as possible as we study the bodies. We then walk over to the most mutilated and damaged carcass in order to more closely observes how they killed these creatures (our experience form earlier that day still fresh in our minds.) The solder then asks for my opinion on the body and I scramble mentally for a response as I quickly survey the corpse. I then notice something odd about a bone in the back of the Giant’s hand and I pull it out gently. On a random impulse, I slde the bone into my own hand. Suddenly the carcass becomes animate as it mirrors my movements. I then wake up. What did this mean?

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