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I am standing on a beach next to my boyfriend and facing away from the water. I am talking to an unnamed female lying on the beach. I turn just in time to see a singular huge wave ready to crash on me and my boyfriend . It crashes down, and at first I feel at ease, but then realize that the undercurrent is dragging me along the ocean floor out to the ocean. I fight against the pull and suddenly pop out of the water perfectly fine. Afterward, I go the home I was staying at on the beach to find that the same unnamed female is throwing a party. At first, I get sucked into the party and then realize that my boyfriend is not there. The rest of my dream is a search to find my boyfriend not knowing whether he survived the wave. In the end, I find him, see that he made it and begin to cry with relief. Then I wake up.

I had a dream last night. I was on board a commercial flight with friends from my previous holiday (we never used planes on that holiday I may add). There were two simultaneous flights. We were on board one aeroplane and another, headed to the same destination was flying slightly ahead of us. From the window I occasionally caught a glimpse of the other plane. At the time of the crash, we were passing over some very tropical and beautiful scene below; there were many locals, possibly African, sailing in tiny boats and fishing and generally bustling around on the coast. As I looked from the window I could see a vast plethora of coloured sails, umbrellas and people wearing fantastically coloured clothes. It was beautiful. Shortly after, a message came over the speaker system that we would be dropping altitude dramatically, in order to overtake the other plane, as our pilot thought they were travelling too slowly and the best way for us to pick up speed in order to pass the plane was to manage a controlled drop from altitude whilst turning. All the passengers and I had full confidence in the pilot and suffered no anxiety. As we lowered towards the beautiful coastal scene I was amazed by the perfect curvature of the earth that I could see, the sea seemed to bend on the horizon. I spoke to my friend next to me, a passenger called Pete from Singapore. He told me much about the locals below and I admired his knowledge, however the details of this conversation escape me. Soon after, another message came over the intercom, it was the pilot. He was very happy, almost boastful, about how well he had done in passing the other plane, and that now we could continue with great speed on to our destination (I don’t actually know where we were headed). The pilot then added that he was now going to regain the appropriate altitude for the flight and therefore a dramatic climb was imminent. The nose of the plane rose to an almost vertical ascent. So much so that I adjusted myself on my seat so that my backside as, in fact, on the headrest of my chair. Other people stayed as they were, seated as though they were in the carriage of a climbing rollercoaster. This is a thought which occurred to me in the dream, it actually felt like we were on a rollercoaster. Despite this everybody was calm. I had a mild disquiet in my stomach however and my trust in the pilot had diminished somewhat. I saw him as an arrogant show-off, was any of this necessary? A short while later, the plane began to stall and fall from the sky. We crashed into the ocean not far from the coast. Things went black for a short moment and there was the feeling of a powerful impact. When vision was restored however, everyone around me was fine, except I had a terrible dread feeling that people somewhere must have lost their lives, and that myself and my neighbours were very lucky to be unharmed. We all quite calmly unbuckled ourselves from the seats and proceeded to force open the door and slide down the escape chutes in a very orderly fashion. We were introduced to the warm tropical ocean for the first time. I paused at the exit and was surprised to see everybody wearing life jackets. I asked the stewardess where they were kept and she claimed not to know. I checked under my seat and found nothing. Nevertheless, I slid down into the sea. The water was warm and calm; the plane wreckage seemed to disappear instantly. Me and my friends swam calmly towards the shore. That beautiful and colourful scene. We were met part way by local fisherman similarly swimming in the water. They had the look of aboriginal or tribal denizens yet were polite and spoke good English, we exchanged greetings and nothing more as we headed to the beach. Upon reaching the sandy shore I remember seeing coins buried under a light covering of sand. I bent down and inspected further. I discovered that the coins were English pennies, all different types. Upon this discovery I was filled with a terrible feeling that the second plane had crashed too, and that must be how these coins arrived upon the beach. I felt, or feared that, everybody on the second plane had died in the crash. It was at this moment that I woke up.

I was in a restaurant in Puerto Rico at the beach with my family which includes my dad, my mom, and my sister. The whole time I was either texting my boyfriend or on the phone with him telling him I was coming back to the United States soon. (Which is home for me) When my family and me were done at the restaurant. As I was walking to the car I looked back to the restaurant noticing that it was on top of the beach/ocean. And there were big waves following us. We got into the car and drove away to my dad's house. In our way there though we stopped at my mom's friend which she took care of niece. But she lived in a different place alone. Which was near my dad's house at the beach. We went inside her house and looked outside and the waves were coming into Puerto Rico. 3 waves hit us leaving us deaf for a while. Then we decided to drive away to a safe place. But my mom's friend didn't come with us she stood at her house. When we drove away we were in a place I've been before in my dreams. I can't really explain how it looks. But it had houses a lot of roads and buildings. I called my boyfriend but no answer so I texted him, he replied. He was busy. Suddenly I am at my current house but my current house is in Puerto Rico next to tall buildings and my old home. The only thing different about my current house is that it was a tall building where I could see the ocean and the city and my old middle school. Then suddenly danger came. The ocean was swallowing Puerto Rico. Puerto Rico was sinking into the ocean! Cars, people, buildings everything. Saw this whole process while packing up my important stuff and on the phone with my boyfriend . My boyfriend was confused he didn't know what was happening, I did try explaining. I went into my mom 's room and saw my cousin and my sister. They live with me currently. I asked my mom if she had bought the plain tickets to go back to United States, to our house. Which didn't make sense my current house in the united states was in Puerto Rico. She said they hadn't called back we were gonna die. I went in my room scared and disappointed. I told my boyfriend it was the end for me. I saw the ocean coming closer to my house. And that's when I told my boyfriend as my house collapse into the water and I fell "I love you so much don't ever forget that" then I fell into the ocean with the buildings and cars and everything that was already in there and started drowning. Something told me this was all a dream.. So then I finally woke up, very scared but happy it was a dream.

I was in a mall and i lost my wife i could not find her. i was walking around and then i found her looking for me. we went back to the movie, were i saw my brother. then i was flying an airplane and gliding next to a glider over the ocean. i started to decent very slowly until i crashed on a beach. i was close to home so i ran there. to find my brother in the shower he told me my wife has been in jail for 3 years. i jumped in the shower with him and we keep talking. he says that we are on parole and need to get paper signed off at work. i go to the police station to look for my wife. it was a case of mistaken identity when they realize she was not the person they were looking for. they laughed like it was joke. my wife got mad i got mad. then the cops started harassing us. my wife does not speak english and was lost in translation. she runs and they catch her and pin her down to the floor like 4 of them. i yell, "that's my wife!" And then i wake up.

I was in the forest, and shortly in the distance there was a little beach. On the beach there were 2 lighthouses side by side. I was standing in a position that had me looking at the lighthouses. Well, there was a storm going on in the distance, and it was powerful enough that a giant tsunami wave was made by the little beach. It never touched the area I was in at all. I just kept looking from where I was standing. The wave completely knocked over one lighthouse, but the second one didn't budge at all--it was still standing. I don't really remember feeling anything like terror or anything like that. I was just a close onlooker in the distance in my dream, I suppose. This is the part of that dream that I often think about, but I can't really make sense of it. I was going through a difficult time emotionally (the long term relationship i was in was coming to an end) so I took the tsunami wave to represent that emotional turbulence. I was just wondering if anybody had any insight for me as to the meaning of my dream? Oh and I remember being in the forest hiking before the tsunami and storm happened too.

ME, MOM, AND MIMI ARE IN WALMART ABOUT TO LEAVE FOR THE BEACH, WE JUST NEEDED TO GRAB A FEW THINGS. I REALIZED I FORGOT MY SUNGLASSES AT THE HOUSE AND WE COULDN'T GO HOME TO GET THEM AND I WAS PISSED BECAUSE WHEN ONE GOES TO THE BEACH YOU NEED SUNGLASSES. I WAS SHOPPING AROUND LOOKING FOR SUNGLASSES BUT I WAS UNSATISFIED. I WENT TO LOOK FOR MIMI AND I FOUND HER IN THE SECTION WITH THE WINE COOLERS AND THEY WERE SELLING THOSE SIX PACK THINGS BUT ALL THE PACKAGES ONLY HAD 4 IN THEM AND SOME WERE ONLY HALF FULL WITH THE LIDS OFF OF THEM. WHEN WE WERE CHECKING OUT WE HAD A BUTCH AND BIG BLACK WOMAN AS OUR CASHIER AND SHE CLAIMED THAT JOEL WEST DID NOT SEXUALLY ASSAULT THAT GIRL. THEN I WOKE UP.

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