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I had a dream I was at a wedding where one of my exes was at. I basically told my ex that I would always love him but that he is no good for me. In my dream there was already someone new in my life. All of a sudden I hear people screaming and running. I was confused until i finally saw the big tan or white bull tossing someone about in their horns while heading towards me. It turned away while still tossing around other people. I tried to run but couldn't move! Then the bull was in front of me again. It just looked straight at me and I didnt know if it was going to charge me or not? Then I woke up!

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I am with my decased father in my deceased grandfathers house and I am being asked to sign a form allowing the house to be sold, I refuse to sign the form and fall out with the woman who is buying the house. I ask why I have not been allowed to buy the house as I am working. A colleague appears and says that my friends will help me renovate the house. I then go to my mothers house and tell her that I have fallen out with the purchaser of the house and have refused to sign the form

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I was in an abandoned building with Mohammed Alsharif and this couple (whom I don't actually know but I seemed to know in the dream). The four of us were going to go somewhere and I ended up outside in the car (a yellow convertible) with the couple. The guy was driving and he started to drive off without Mohammed. I protested and the guy said something to the effect of 'screw him' and then said, 'He shouldn't lag behind.' I got highly offended and demanded we go back. The guy refused; I argued; he refused. So, I told him to let me out. He woudn't. So, we argued about that until I told him this was kidnapping and got my phone out to call the police. I was deposited on a dark, rain-slicked skid row street. It was very dark and I started to walk back to the apartment to find Mohammed. I got to the upstairs doorway - a kind of doorway without a door to a landing with cracked and abused plaster, the cement floors covered in dust and debris - and he was there. "I'm so sorry, I said. "No problem," he shrugged in classic Mohammed fashion. "No, it's terrible. They were going to leave without you." "It's okay." Again, quintessential Mohammed casual shrug. "They're assholes. I'm so sorry. What should we do now?" I asked, thinking we would make alternate plans for the night out. He smiled in a cute, coy way and blushed as he shrugged his shoulders. I got the hint and smiled and blushed and looked down at my shoes. As I looked back up, he put his arms around my neck - very gently, very shyly - and leaned over to kiss me. It was gentle at first, but as I became more receptive, he got bolder. At one point, I gave a little whimper while he was kissing me and lips still on mine, he smiled and repeated my whimper mockingly. In this torrent of polite and demure passion, the boldest I could force myself to be was to press a hand to his chest. His hands never ventured beyond the back of my neck.

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Once upon a time, I lived in a warehouse (think Warehouse 13). One dreary evening I realized I was being romantically pursued by an ex boyfriend his girlfriend . I spurned their advances and hid myself away in a small pub with a male coworker of mine. Over the course of the night, I found myself getting ill, but refused to leave. We ended up embroiled in a very intense discussion about unbreakable plates and bowls with the bartender. She was a very stout woman eating sauerkraut and pita bread. Eventually, I bid them farewell and went home to my warehouse where I proceeded to put telephones down my pants. It was as I was placing a particularly lovely princess style rotary in my pant leg that I realized the moral of this little tale: After being woken by a phone call, perhaps you shouldn't force yourself back into sleep if it's not immediately forthcoming

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Today, I took like a 15 minute nap. In that nap I dreamt. I dreamt that I was drunk/high without actually having had any of those substances. I could not walk straight, and nobody would help me. I drove with my mom in tow, who was little to no help as I ran a red light and treated a very busy intersection like it was a round-about with no exits. The car had breaks that wouldn't work, and my mother was yelling at me to do more illegal things as I sped through this apparently authority-free world. Then I walked away from a friend of mine and pulled a plug that was attached to my back and plugged into her chest out without even knowing. This is apparently what passes for a heart in this particular dream, as I was informed by paramedics who were passing by, but refused to stop to help. In their defense, I didn't help either, but that's because I woke up.

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N the dream, I was at an event with one of my friends, her name is Maritza Annie Tuttle [I will call her Annie for short] and one other person who was following us. I could not make out the other person, but something told me she was Annie\'s friend. We were standing around talking in the dream, at this event, there were crowds of people and we were all there to watch something. I could not make out the environment around us, just the small social circle between Me, Annie, and her mystery friend. We sat there for a while talking as normal friends and laughing - she was excited to see me. Then (this is what caught me off guard) Annie said something along the lines of \"Lets go!\" with a huge smile on her face and proceeded to grab my hand and hold it tightly (as if we were a couple). She lead me through the crowd of people and I remember feeling this strong connection of love in the way she held my hand, and I also remember (in the dream) distinctly holding it tighter as we walked through the crowds of people - her friend walking behind us. Since Annie was my friend (in the dream) I was confused and puzzled - why was she holding my hand? We then stopped at a place where we stood next to each other, continuing to hold my hand and playfully bumping into me with her sides and hips. We laughed as we held hands, and (this is where my memory almost falls into bits and pieces) I remember her wrapping her arms around my neck and getting VERY close to a kiss. Whether or not we did kiss, I do not know, I remember getting very close to her face and either backing off or kissing her and then looking away. Her friend had caught up by this time, and was standing there, Annie continued to hold me as if she missed me or something. Then I remember, that we were hugging.

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I was in my bedroom and was woken up by gusty, strong, wild wind outside; trying to get in through the windows. The curtains were billowing like crazy, until I closed the window, but left them cracked. I saw my son sleeping on a couchbed in the living room, so he was safe. I then blacked out in my dream to awaken and see blood on the walls. It seemed I bumped my head and was bleeding. The blood splattered the walls. I was not in pain but I was confused. I then saw my parents, they tried blaming my boyfriend , saying he tried to kill me and then disappeared, had left. I told them that it was not possible, he'd never do that to me.

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