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My dream seems so complex and I don't quite understand it. My father is at his age now and is driving the car and My my cousin and myself are in the backseat. My cousin who is the same age as me looks like she is in high school and I look as I am now. We pull into the driveway of my deceased grandmothers house that is owned by someone else now. My father, cousin, and brother (who appears from the other side of the car and he looks like a child but is in adults clothing) walk into the house. The house looks cleaner and happier in the dream, almost perfect. My grandmother (deceased) appears in the middle of the yard and says "I have something to tell you" She looks younger than I've ever seen her in reality. I can tell its her by her voice. So I walk over to her and her face looks worried. All of a sudden I hear my mothers voice that sounds far away but very loud like it was coming from a microphone in the sky so I turn to look for her and I don't see her. So I turn to look back at my grandmother and she forcibly grabs my face but her hands look old like I remember them and they were so cold and I could smell her. She then said worriedly " I love you and I promise everything will be okay". She turned to walk away and then disappeared. She acted as though she didn't have a lot of time and she had more to tell me but I got distracted. My grandmother and I had a very loving relationship.

I have been having the most random dreams lately. This one in particular. I was escaping from being captured and going to jail for something. All the while collecting pokemon cards. Yes I'm surr they were pokemon cards. Then I was caught and sent to jail where I escaped from jail and ran off where I met up with my grandma and her sister. Her sister was singing in Lebanese, and the song was about how the woman wanted to get her nipples sucked. Then we were driving and my grandmother started to drift off the road and we started to go over when it flashed us back to safety but there was still the accident but we weren't apart of it. We picked uo the few people that were going to be getting a ride with us to the hospital as one of their friends was injured in this accident. At this pointI realized we had traveled back in time to the start of someone famous' career. My brain recognized them as Led Zepplin. Then I woke up.

My friend passed away a month ago and i had a dream that she came to pick me up and i was having a hard time getting my purse together so i hurried and went to get in the car she was in with out my purse prepared everything kept fallen out of my purse as i was running to the car. when i got to the car it started to drive away, With my friend who is already dead was in the back seat reaching out for me. As i tried to get to the car my legs kept giving out. The car kept driving until it was out of sight. Then i woke up

It was dark, I was in a field, and the sky was lit up with street lights. About a football field away was a jail like building with a parking lot on top that didn’t have way to get to it that I recognized as a school. I was standing in the field filling water bottles that were sitting on a white fold up table with two people dressed just like me that I never look at close enough to recognize. Coach Street appeared and said “the security here is getting like weirdly crazy”. Then I noticed a line of white bobcats facing away from us, but driving toward us. There was a security guard in all black driving the cart and another guard walking beside it. As the cart got closer I could see that there were to people in the bed of the cart. There were kids I recognized from school in the carts and they were dressed for school and had their backpack. They looked really sad. Coach Street started to walk towards one of the carts and a security guard comes up and stops him.

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