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I was in bed, and I was woken up by the sound of my Uncle's dog barking (but I was in my own house), he was barking at me, then at the window in my bedroom that faces the garden. So, I get up and look outside, and in my dream instead of my house being right in the corner (end) of the street, there was a house to it's left and on the roof connecting the two, was a baby. A baby boy, I think, he was smiling one minute and the next he was falling off the roof. I then called for my mum and ran down the stairs and instead of running straight to the garden, I ran to the front of the house first and looked around. I not sure, what for ? Then I ran towards the garden and saw the baby laying face down dead in the garden. In the dream I knew the neighbour who's child that was, and watched as she was told what happened to her baby. The next thing I know, I'm awake in my bed crying.

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We're driving on a bus And i see this light like the sun And i see like theres black smoke coming out and when its far enough i can see that theres meteorites And i hold emily saying stay stoll but she sill doesnt know whats going on And when the meteor hits The bus jumps up and stops but then it starts again. I go to the back of the bus And look at the clouds which are touching the ground in a twisty motion and i know it could build a tornado. And i start worrying sayin noo noo And then we are heading to vevey And im telling. Everyone what i saw the black smoke an then a bunch of rocks just coming in But the rocks were huge I thought they were supposed to melt and turn little but it stayed the same size. When i got out of the bus I said to tom Something with the word flower but i said it weirdly and then he asked me to say it again But i didnt until he started annoying me and i said it but correctly and he was like aww :( Because i didnt say it the same way And then alex jackson and bryce were behind Me and sofia i think emily was there and we were walking to this hotel. And we got to the subject of ghost i forgot how but yeah And bryce asks me "wait andrea, have you had any experiences with ghost." And i say " yeah i have" And then jackson comes a little bit forward towards us And says " really, tell me at least 2 things that has happened to you." But i didnt say anything And sofia says. " if you say something, he'll wont believe it anyway." And i nodded And woke up

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I was with my good friend and a teacher by a lake that is next to the school I go to. I started to slip toward the lake and my friend reached to grab me. Then, she suddenly fainted. I ran to get help and my teacher brought her to some sort of emergency room in my school. After going into a different classroom to tell my teacher what was happening to my friend, I ran into the emergency room-type thing and apparently something worse than just fainting had happened to my friend, and they were using a defibrillator on her. I left the room because I didn't know if I was supposed to stay or not. After this happened, my friend was okay but she was weak and she needed help walking.

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“You know that place between sleeping and awake, that place where you can still remember dreaming? That's where I'll always think of you.” ― J.M. Barrie My name is Shannon. I'm a seventeen year old girl with a cognitive sleep disorder, who doesn't dream. I haven't had a real dream in ten years. When I go to sleep, my body and my brain shuts off, until it's either time to wake up, or pass between the realm of the sleeping, and the awake. In these ten years, when I slept I was plagued with nightmares, vivid nightmares beyond my control that stay with me, haunt me during the day. I'd see the figures in my nightmares everywhere, be it people, or unexplainable things. But today, when I slept, something happened: I was sleeping, yet awake and well aware, and while this was happening, I was dreaming. This dream has to be the most real thing that has ever happened. Let me tell you what happened: I was sitting outside of a lovely, slightly older house with a young man, he was a little older than I was, Maybe nineteen or twenty. It was dark, snow was falling to the ground, but it wasn't cold. We were talking, having a wonderful time; he was handsome; mid-length choclate colored hair that was combed back, though some of his hair had migrated infront of his face. He was wearing all black, not in the 'creepy gothic' way you would think. He was wearing a lovely leather coat, looked like he had traveled to london and back to get it, regular dress shoes, slacks, and a long-sleeve black top. I was different, much different. I was dressed in all white, though I couldn't tell exactly what I was wearing, we had on almost the same jacket: mine was white, cotton; and his, well I've already told you. I was wearing a white beret, and my hair was much different: it was long, almost down to my back and as blonde as a sun goddess; curled just slightly at the end; my glasses weren't black anymore, but a light baby blue. He smiled at me, took my hand and called me "Madaline." I responded! That wasn't my name but I responded as if I've had it for my whole life. This boy... He looked into my eyes and I could see through him, I could see into his soul. In an instant he turned, and pulled out a beautiful light blue and lime green stripped scarf, drapped it around my neck, and smiled once again. I beemed, I didn't know what to say, it was beautiful! gorgeous, even. He then took a small letter from his pocket, and handed it to me. It was a poem, entitled "My sweet Madaline."; I stopped, and looked at him, and proceeded to read: "My sweet Madaline, Though I will never be here in time, You are heaven to this tattered soul. You are a gift, that should be protected, And though we may be appart, in life: I can promise you, we will have our time, My sweet Madaline." Before I had a moment to respond, a little girl came out of the house behind us. She was about eight or so, with the same hair color hair as the young man. She looked at the scarf, then the note, and ran in side "Mommy, mommy! Why does she gets stuff and I don't!" she shouted, running inside. We both laughed. At that moment my eyes opened, my room was dark. It was about 11:00am; but when I closed my eyes, this.. dream... it continued. There was a court room, the young man was sitting in front with his lawyer, there was nobody on the stand. It seemed as though they were talking about a child that had died; Madaline. They had blamed the young man for it. The lawyer accusing him had found the poem. "My sweet Madaline" on his desk, to be honest, I don't know what was happening. I rushed into the court room, flinging open the doors and yelling "Stop!" Instantly all eyes were on me, the room fell silent as the young man looked back at me, and I knew, I just knew, he couldn't have done this. "That poem is about me! He wrote it about me!" I opened my eyes again, back to reality before turning to the otherside of my bed. Closing my eyes, I saw an older woman with two men standing on either side of her. She was holding a file, with one, small sheet of paper pulled out of it. "She's telling the truth." the woman said with a soft quiver in her voice. I saw the young man's face before my eyes opened for the final time. This is all I remember.

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In my recurring dreams my family and I live in a 4 storey unit. The first 2 storeys are just enough for us as a family so we do not use the 3rd and 4th storey. The weird part of my dream is that I know that the unit's previous occupiers/owners were murdered there and that all their things, furniture, appliances, clothes are still in the unit, most of which are in the 3rd and 4th storey. On some occasions I would open the wife's and children's clothes cabinets and look at their things and wonder what really happened to them.

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Randomly, for no reason I can think of at all, one night I had a dream where I was standing in front of a full-length mirror, and I just happened to be completely female! I was really surprised, and had to check to make sure it was me- and it really was- I looked down at myself and my whole body was totally female-shaped- I could feel my curves and breasts with my hands and everything. I remember looking at my reflection, and getting a really, really profound feeling of happiness- I just felt right, and didn’t feel the least bit embarrassed or anything at all- I just felt so beautiful. I had short blonde hair.

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