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I dreamed that I was looking at my hair, at first it was very long dark in color with a few gold streaks. It was very wavy but then it soon turned curly, which I didn't really like and I complained of it. So my uncle grabbed scissors and hacked at my hair leaving one said almost shaved and the rest uneven in length. I was so upset and I started to cry. When my mom and grandma came into my dream, I tried to tell them but they ignored me and when i looked towards my uncle I saw he was replaced by an young looking woman with short hair.

I was in Israel looking for the Wailing Wall. I thought I might have been at it and that idea was helped when I saw two orthodox Jewish men putting little pieces of paper in the cracks in the wall. I saw a door which had a gold colored metal plaque which read something along the lines of "Expert on the Wailing Wall - Dr ...". The sign was in English (not Hebrew) so I decided to knock on the door to ask where the Wailing Wall was. An American man opened and pointed me around the corner where I saw the wall with a large queue of people waiting to get close to it.

I was staying in a hotel with my wife. All of a sudden I have gone from being an adult to a child. It turned into a school trip and I was handing in homework at the hotel reception! As I am in an adult body the hotel staff ask me why I would need to submit a school assignment. I am not sure and ask if the school class has left. Someone says that they have. So I walk out to try and find them. I meet a woman who tells me that there is a quicker path to get me there. I walk a long this muddy track and I see my school class and burger king in the distance. All of a sudden the scene has changed to christmas day. I am home with my family, my brother in law visits and I snap his neck. I have sometimes seen violence in my dreams but very rarely is it that I am the one being violent. It was so strange!

I was talking to a child and walking along side with her than i left her. we were outside and i could see that we were on the street. i crossed over the road to the girls father who is sitting down on a chair with a table of food. I look back and see the child alone underneath a tree. she was careful not to touch the ground as she was standing on the grass. next minute i am in a room sitting in a dinner table with an old woman next to me and i don't like it. she tells i am a racist so i move away from as i felt uncomfortable. i sit next to the little girl who i feel comfortable with. the next minute i am attacking the woman with a broomstick, trying to keep her away from me and i am hitting her. but than i see that i got a gun and i shoot her with the gun,

I was at a State Thepian Festival and I was basically running around. The I had to use the restroom so I went to find one. It was laid out exactly like my high school so it was pretty easy. When I go there, the boys and girls were seperated by a half wall. My friend was talking to his girlfriend and I just awkwardly passed by. I went to use the restroom and when I came out there was this random bed and it was very dark and my friend was alone. I got really tired and decided to go sit down. Well, I sat down and within seconds, he was pulling my face torward him trying to whisper "You want to talk?" But while doing that, our lips kind of grazed each others. We sat there and talked for a bit then laid down and got comfortable while still talking. I then fell asleep in his arms and he fell asleep holding me. Then I woke up.

I'm at my grandma's beach house, a place that is very meaningful to me as in I might have my ashes spread there one day. I am looking down at the steps I have to get walk down and only view the stair case. I don't look up to see the beach or anything just the numerous amount of stairs I have to endure. When I look down at my feet I see that I am wearing roller blades. I hold onto the railing with my hands and inch forward ever so slightly with my feet. I make it safely to one step as I suddenly take a nasty spill on the landing deck (about 10 stair fall) I pick myself up and see all the stairs that are left for me to fall down. However when I am living this dream I am not seeing this first hand when I start to fall I see myself fall as an outsider creeping in the beach grass. When I go to pick myself up is when I creep back into first perspective. As I pick myself up and nurse my cuts and bruises is when I wake up.

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