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The second dream I had during the project was based on my loneliness. I was at a party. I was sitting on the floor with a big group of people, some familiar and some not. My mother is sitting here, as well as Harris, Jon, Darian, Alex, Matt and others. We are playing a game that involves little slips of paper that have important things written on them. When it's someone's turn, s/he chooses another player and kisses him/her on the cheek. Harris is sitting near me, on my left. Darian is on my right. The game had already gone through a lot of people; many players had gotten turns. I had not been picked yet. No one had chosen to kiss me. Some other people had been kissed more than once. I felt left out and unloved. I stood up to leave. Matt was here, sitting on a bed. He said out loud that he loved the music that was playing. It was classical music. He addressed me specifically, telling me that he wanted to listen to this music later when we work in the kitchen together either cleaning or fixing up some food. His statement ticked me off and gave me an excuse to be mad and leave. I walked out of the room, and decided to go to the bathroom. I was in Matt and Alex's house. The bathroom was tucked back at the end of a little hallway that also goes into Alex's bedroom. It was cozy and quiet back here, away from the party. This area had thick carpeting and everything was clean. I saw a hamper in the corner that was like a boxed-in table with a round hole in the top where you stick in the laundry. I just wanted to go sit on the toilet alone in peace.

Me and a bunch of friends that I didn't recognize were very tiny, almost fairy sized. We were trying to survive at my local park and we built hiding places made entirely out of popsicle sticks so we could hide from the giants that wanted to kill us. We always had to carry weapons, but all we had were forks and knives. Then, I remembered that I had a bowie knife in a drawer in my room, so one of my friends and I go to my house to retrieve it. We still hid from the giants. They would pick up the popsicle stick huts and we would cling onto the ceiling of them to make the giants think we weren't there and they would be on their way. When I found the bowie knife, we went back to the group of friends in the park and we made a plan to escape by making a road of popsicle sticks to continue hiding from the giants. We would see them walking on top of our popsicle stick roofing that we built on the road.

I dreamt burning papers at my home as usual. I went inside the house for a few minutes. When i returned i saw the fire spreading in the nearby hill and in my yard in a few patches. The fire in my yard burnt in different places like someone went placing it and the grass appeared to be very green. While i didn't know how to stop the fire it seemed my neighbours also had the same issue but theirs was small and they managed it but they didn't help me even though they saw me. While standing and watching trying to figure out something, i saw a large group of people walking to the hill with blue t-shirts and jeans to help end the fire. Next to me was a lady from my high school years whom i was just an aquantice she gave me a form to fill telling me that they help people in times of emergencies hence there were people on the hill. While filling this form i saw a certain mother from my church written as the presiding pastor whereas she's not a pastor. I asked and they said she is holding the position temporaly since the pastor is away. In it was a question that said i must write who was in the house, i remember writing my sister, a certain guy that i just know randomly from primary and another also from primary who passed away a long time ago and were never friends with them. Thats where it ended. What does it mean?

I walked through an open air market, and noticed my favorite ring was gone. I searched and searched, until i saw a woman pick it up. I asked for it back, and she refused, and ran. I chased her into the indoor section of the market, and lost her. After going back out, I found her, and got a hold of her. I pushed her into the wall, and demanded my ring back. She smirked, and got loose. I chased her to her group of friends, including her boyfriend . They laughed, and told me that the police weren't coming. I yelled about he federal police, and threw the first man into a wall, knocking him out. As i watched his eyes roll up into his head, i heard a faint song lilting 'If you'll just give me my ring back i'll be happy to kill you now"

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