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I have a recurring nightmare which is almost always the same. I am being grabbed in my bed from behind and can feel the persons warm body but cannot see them. I know it is a man and I fight and try to shout to get help to get him away from me. At fist I thought it was really happening but began to realise I was asleep and try to wake myself up. This has happened for a year now since I moved into my new flat. Sometimes their are two people grabbing me and I swear and fight them trying to see who they are but I never can! It always is in my room in my bed every time the dream occurs.

I was with an ex of mine we were holding hands again having fun laughing and enjoying each others company then I was suppose to meet up with her for lunch one day (in the dream)...and she didn't show up...then I realized I was running into this big room and there was a casket at the end of it so I ran as fast as I could to it like some how I knew she was in it and then there she lay white cold and dead...in real life she's with another guy and I'm with someone else and I don't feel it's appropriate for me to have such dreams but it scared me enough that I woke up violently from the dream...I just don't understand any of it

My grandmother who in reality died last year of cancer is in her sitting room. She has a really pale face and blue lips. She asks me why the doctors lied to her but is in good humour and smiling as she asks me. She is transferring papers from her pocket to her bag and when I try to see what is on them it is only scribbles. I feel her forehead and she is like ice, I start to cry and ask her not to die again. She laughs and pats my pregnant belly and tells me shes always around.I dreamt about her months ago also and there were papers blowing around her with the same scribbles on them.

I was at some sort of wake. Then I was riding in a convertable red car with the devil. He looked haggered with slicked backed thining hair. He was yelling profanitys about humans. For some reason I spit in his face. He turned and his eyes got REAL evil. He spit back in my face and then I was back in the funeral parlor, But everything was darker and sinister. I was shoveling sand or something. I put down the shovel walked down the hall and shadowy figure ran pass me like it was running from something. SPOOKY!

I was at some sort of wake. Then I was riding in a convertable red car with the devil. He looked haggered with slicked back thining hair. He was yelling profanitys about humans. For some reason I spit in his face. He turned and his eyes got REAL evil. He spit back in my face and then I was back in the funeral parlor, But everything was darker and sinister. I was shoveling sand or something. I put down the shovel walked down the hall and shadowy figure ran pass me like it was running from something. SPOOKY!

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