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I looked out my window and suddenly i was walking down into a pasture and then i found out i was supposed to be working on a case about a cat,one particularly weird cat. I found myself at a tree where under it was an old man crying,the old man had a white long sleeved shirt on but was dirty from dirt on it and a pair of dirty old overhauls on over the shirt, he said he had an old cat named saidy ,apparently saidy had been “killed” so to speak. The old man told me that saidy was over there,and there she was laying in the pasture her body was scattered all over that particular area.The old cat was dismembered and was burnt,she looked like she had been burned and then dismembered but what bothered me was not the fact that the cat looked that way but that somebody would do something like that. The old man told me that it was a dark colored man wearing a green shirt and camouflage pants.By this disription i figured it was a african american the old man also told me he was about 6 ft probably so i’m guessing he was around his 30s,i still could not figure out what a guy like that would want with this old guy,but later on that morning i figued out the aparently i was a cat whisper? i guess,but anyhow they wanted to see if i could read the cat’s “death” i guess in other words ask the cat’s dead body how it died. So me and the old man went into the barn and he gave me her head,her head had been severely burnt and one of her eyes were missing her head was of course dismembered from her body and it was a little flakey, but never the less because she was tortured when she died her soul was still around so i asked her how she died and immediately an image of a cat popped up in my head running around in fire trying to escape and thats it i woke up!

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I was holding a baby showing the child off to people who were around me in what looked like a living room. Cradling the child in my arms I excused myself from the main room and walked through a hallway towards a bedroom. Josh was in the room with a few guys and they were playing video games and talking, just hanging out. I said something but I am unsure of what I said precisely. Josh looked at me, glanced at the child and replied with a nod. I left the room and then the scene switched. The child was a female, approximately seven years old, and she was running around at her birthday party. I was sad but I wasn’t given a clue as to the reason why I was sad. I just sat there on a bench outside staring down at the grass and only looking up to smile when the child would ask for me to look. I never was able to clearly look at her face. The scene switched. I was in a house, another party. I was holding a tray of mini sandwiches and talking to all the people who were there. Everyone seemed happy. Then I saw her. Same height as me, long red hair with streaks of black that she no doubt added herself, small petite frame with a round face, pale skin, freckles. She resembled both me and Josh. She was beautiful and she was mine. I put my arms around her and kissed her cheek. She said to me, “Mom, it’s ok, I love you!” I pulled away and looked at her. So gorgeous. Then it hit me. Josh was not here nor had he been for a long time. He was gone. It was never made clear why he wasn’t present anymore.

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There's a volcano and my mum and step dad and littlest half-sister and real dad are there. my mum is about to cross a bridge across the top of the volcano, over the bubbling lava and i'm half way across it with a black silhouette next to me and my step-dad is balancing on the tip of the volcano so that one movement and he could fall either way and my littlest half sister is just behind my mum and my real dad is at the base of the volcano outside and all of a sudden the bridge breaks and I'm holding on to the end of the bridge and the rope is fraying and my mum is holding onto a small piece of rope that is very strong and my littlest half sister is hovering a smidgen away from everything, but she's at the edge, near my mum and i have to let the silhouette drop, but just before it hits the lava it turns into my dad, littlest half sister, mum or step-dad and then i feel guilty and let myself drop into the lava too

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Was in childhood home with my teenage son when the power went out went down stairs and was greeted by my deceased childhood dog that lead us into the living room where we found my deceased mother laying on the floor under covers sleeping.I asked her why she was on the floor i touched her and she didnt want to get up she stated she didnt know why she was on the floor but just wanted to sleep there was a small pile of brown human hair in front of her on the floor.I looked over to where her bed was and a body was lying there with its bare legs sticking out i pulled the covers back and it was my mother sleeping there too and wouldnt awake.i tried to take a picture of both of them put my phone camera wouldnt work it just produced a white light and apps outline.the air was electric as if static blue sparks seen now and again by both myself and my son.then i woke.

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Four o'clock comes. Leaving me in dry sweats accompanied by uneasy breathing. I find myself searching the room as if this man were still in my presence. The strong, yet easy echo of his words still ringing in my ears. Disoriented I lay there unwilling to move, welcoming the cool breeze of the fan as it caresses my face. "Come with me, I'll show you the way" I couldn’t see his face, but there was a hint of a smile to his voice. His hand extended towards mine. As I lay sprawled on the floor with no clear memory of how I had gotten there. I was beaten, and I was afraid. Cautiously I looked for him, but still only found his hands - "But, I cant see you." I stated. "You don’t need to, just trust me." He replied. Our hands meet with some confusion, but he draws me towards him with impressive strength. This is where i wake up. My blood rushing from adrenaline, it was comfortable, and dangerous in one. For when gentle sins meet one another, worlds collide. when he starts speaking is where my dream starts, the part I remember anyway. And the last sentence I swear that I heard his same melodic voice whiper it to me after I had already woken. Also, it might help you know that I lucid dream, most of the time unwilling,

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In my dream, i woke up on my futon but couldn't move, and i'm yelling to myself to wake up, wake up. eventually i stood up and continued yelling to myself to wake up. People then were in my living room and i was telling them that i need to wake up, i need to wake. then it was like they were tring to take my to get help because i kept yelling that i needed to wake up. The scene changed and i was outside, and more people from a soap opera i watched were in the scene and i yelled to them, i need to wake up, i'm sleeping. the scene changed again and i was outside in the snow with a friend of mine and he said "go find andy's house" so i'm looking for andy's house, and i get to his house but it's a different family. So i continue searching, but now i'm in my firend's car and he said i called him saying i was lost. I told him again, that i needed to wake up. I was then back in my apartment, crying and telling myself that i need to wake up and then this big man or voice said to me that i can't wake up until i fix the house i broke. then a small dollhouse appeared and there was a broken window, so i keep trying to fix it. finally i fix it and i wake up

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I was dreaming that my husband got locked up by the police for stealing his own car. I went to visit him to see how I can help set him free. When I got to the station a lady with blonde hair was sitting there. Claiming to be his friend and that she wants to help him. I did not trusther and felt that she had hidden agendas. So I told her to stay away from him and that he is my husband and that I would help him. When I got to my husband he was standing in a room with the door open. I thought to myself that he could easily just walk out if there because there was no guards to stop him I also felt that she was the person who had him locked up.My husband then told me that they put him in that room to keep him away from the other prisoners and that he wasn't allowed to leave the room. He then contacted his lawyer to help him and the lawyer responded with a numerical coded message wich I unlocked for him. The message said that he can help my husband to proof his inocense but it would cost him R500. We didn't have the money so I told my husband that I would go to another policestation with the proof that he is inocent and have them release him. But if all else fails I would brake him out of prison myself.

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