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I was in an old fashioned shopping mall with my dad. I wandered away and got lost so I climbed a staircase to the second floor. It was kind of secluded. I passed the door of an operating room, there was blood everywhere. I walked into a room that looked like a garage with a car in it. My enemy at school was there, she told me not to get into the car because I was too young for the ride but I got in anyway. I suddenly found myself at the edge of a muddy pit, my toes teetered on the edge and I fell in. I woke up before I drowned.

I was Barack Obama's closest friend. There was a romantic chemistry between us, we had kissed once, but decided not to act on our attraction, since he was married and running for re-election for President of the United States. We were in the den at the White House on the night of the election. While he was waiting for the polls, we were opening gifts that he had received from his followers. He received a barbeque grill. Then he opened this really big gift, which contained a huge, life size can of barbeque ribs and a life-size bottle of barbeque sauce. We were hysterical laughing and he asked me to take a picture of him with the ribs and sauce. I made a joke and said, "you can cook your ribs on the grill you got." His family, a few sons and a couple daughters and his wife, were all out campaigning for him. His daughter came home to get something and screamed at him for having me there. I told her, she should calm down, because we were only friends. She accused me of lying and being pregnant with his child. I assured her that I was not pregnant. She said that I was breaking the family and house rules, to not get pregnant while living at home. He had followed her out the front door, to try to calm down his daughter. I was worried about her telling someone and ruining the election and his chance to be the President of the United States again. Barack did have the choice to leave his family and the presidency and spend his life with me, but neither of us wanted him to give up his dreams. In the meantime, I went to the bathroom to get ready for the party. My best friend, Lisa, came to get me, because I was in a panic state over my outfit. She took me to the main bathroom, where there were alot of women getting ready for the party. It seems that we were all staying at the White House for the weekend, kind of like a retreat. I said to Lisa, that I looked like an army guy fighing in war. I was wearing a black t-shirt, black pants, and black shoes, with a camoflouge green button down shirt over my black t-shirt, which was not buttoned. As we were walking to the party, we stopped to view these boards, almost like the boards, they have up in train stations with the train information. These were the poll tallies at the time. It was undecided stilll who was going to win. The announcer had stated that voting ended at midnight, and I gasped because I had forgotten to vote for Barack. While we were standing there, a lady from work (at the IRS), told me she waiting for my step-son to get there, and he was driving a cadillac and he was 16 years old. Then Lisa and I, met up with my son, Jonathon and my nephew, Justin. We were all sliding down this long hallway, that went on a down slope, to get in line to buy fast food. My nephew wanted nachos with chili and cheese. We were at the party and I watched with love from afar, as Barack celebrated with his family. I could feel the longing in my heart to be with him.

Me, my ex and my Ex's ex- girlfriend was in a warehouse working. It almost looked like an seafood market place because there were big rectangular fish tanks that you usually would see catfish and lobsters in. Instead, we seen spirits. if you said a certain word it word drive them crazy and they would show thier haggard faces or hand prints on the glass. The three of us challenged the spirits and continue to chant whatever the word was. Next thing i kn ow is that im being dragged by my feet. In my dream i see nothing grabbing me. NO ghost no spirit. Just the paranormal activity. I grab on to this chain hanging from the ceiling in order not to be dragged out the door. My ex and her ex girlfriend try to reach for me but by this time im too high in the air. I tell them im going to let go and for them to watch and see where the spirit is going to pull me to. i let go, they watched as they thought i was going to the next buliding over. They decided to take a shortcut to try to beat me there. Once they where out of sight, i was pulled in a total different direction. As so the paranormal activity had tricked them. Thats when I awaken.

My family and i are in a big house. One of my cousins is in the front yard. My parents drive a van around the side of the house and park it in the backyard. I start walking into the yard then two or so fireworks that looked like rockets land in the yard. The tips of them stick in the ground while the bottoms are facing upward, sparks flying from them. Two or so of teh sparked ends get me in the face. I fall on my knees and start crawling in the grass. suddenly, some more firework rockets land in the yard the same exact way the others had done, -unfortunity, the sparks from some of them ended up getting my backside-. I painfully crawl over to a little concret spot at the other side of the yard and start to cry. None of my family ever came to check on me.

I dreamdt of a male gay man who was 82 looked like he was in his sixties. He was with his former lover, but were friends. I was in love with a guyand I cut my hair. I threw my hair in a pine forest. I was getting ready for my old neighbor Jess's wedding. Wedding guest were arriving at the manor. Kitty litter was all over the house. I went up to the bedroom and was getting ready, the father of the bride came in giving drinks. I had a shot of pink alcohol. I was kissing my lover in bed and he had a lbel in his mouth. I felt grossed out with the label. I was deciding whether or not to curl my hair.

I was in a house with my finacee, his sister, and another guy. My fiancee was suppose to be watching our daughter but he wasn't. A cop had came to our house to check up on everything and when he was walking down the stairs I tries to seduce him but he said no. At that time I realized my daughter was missing so I asked my sister in law where she was and she said at you old house that she locked her in the bathroom. I started running to get her and there was all kinds of obstacles to jump over and under. I had to climb across a long set of monkey bars that was over a huge body of water. when I got to the end of the money bar I had to jump down into the water. My daughter seen me and she was in the window of my old childhood house. Somehow she ended up outside and trying to get to be but there was a cliff. I jumped off the monkey bars into the water but the water wasn't really deep. I could reach the ground but it looked so deep. I swam as fast as I could to get to by daughter before she feel off the cliff into the water. Once I got to her I went into my childhood house and walked up two set of stairs and looked at old pictures on the walls. There was music playing really loud in the background. I got to the bathroom where my daughter was supposly locked in and seen all kinds of broken class and dirt. The house looked like an house that people would do all kinds of drugs in.

I was having a conversation with someone, talking about something that made me want to hide. I don’t remember what it was but i remember her saying something about going to a little room upstair. I went to the room, with two friends. We opened the door to the room and on the ceiling there was what looked like a trap door of some sort. Its was small and black. Then I saw a dresser of in the corner. The two others and I moved the dresser so that it aligned with the hatch was. There was a conversation and it was decided that i enter first. I struggle to climb through the small entrance. First I tried to fit my head and arms through then tried again, this time one arm at a time. After a little bit more struggling I managed to get through. I was followed by another person and finally the last girl, she struggled also so we pushed and pulled her until we finally got her through the door. I remember marvelling at the room, thinking about how beautiful and perfect it was. Then we left, though I didn't want to leave it was necessary or it felt necessary. This later proved to be true because later in the dream i overheard a conversation about the room and how I had been suspected to have gone in, I briskly went to bed so as not to be questioned.

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