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I dreamt I was walking up the side of a steep hill. It was grey and concrete, a little rugged. I passed a set of refrigerators. It appeared this would be a road for a future ride, like a water-flume that's under construction. When I reached the top, I saw a hot tub constructed. I turned around and saw that someone was in it and smiling at me. Further ahead I saw someone controlling an alligator, stubby and short. It never bit me. I walked away from it. I saw it and was afraid, though it was controlled by two men. I made my way up again and saw the road was then paved. I went into a room. Got out as I probably slept thru the night. I woke up, saw there were two unrecognizable people. Then I saw my mother. The others directed us to look ahead. There we were on top of the road, looking out as we saw mountains up ahead. Further out, we saw nothing but green pastures. I then saw some brown horses on the left side, not out of control, just happy as they were. No fence. Then I noticed a flag on the side, looked like a Cuban flag. Then I saw children down below, three. And they were just playing in the field, having fun. As I woke up, I felt peaceful. The day before I had some hardship at the workplace where I have been singled out recently. Am trying to steer away from hoopla and gossip. Maybe the workers think I've climbed up to my personal "high horse"? Any clues to this strange dream? Thanks.

It was the day before my wedding but I was switching between being me and being my cousin Ryan. My aunt Teresa (who my family doesn’t talk to in real life) and my mother were there but they were preparing for another event for my other aunt, Allyn, as well as my wedding. We were trying to put together my wedding in less than 24 hours and my mother was wearing what she thought should be my wedding dress (she was a lot skinnier than she normally is). The dress was short with a heart shaped, white top and below the breast line it poofed out into one of skirts and ruffled just at the end. The bottom of it, below the breast line, was black. I was really mad that she expected that to be my wedding dress. I even cried. No one was taking anything about my wedding seriously. The room it was supposed to be in was a giant library with lilac walls and it already had some white decorations on the ceiling and scattered chairs. I was mad it still looked like a library so I tried to push the book cases together to form a wall behind where the alter area was supposed to be, but when my family tried to help me they just messed up the book cases sending them in all kinds of directions and knocking them over. Suddenly I was racing down a hallway and I got in a boat with my mom and my Aunts and I was crying as we headed over to watch a movie thing for Allyn’s event (I can’t remember what it was, I think a family reunion of some sort). I yelled at my aunts that we had less than a day and nothing was done. The movie was on the boat. Mid movie I looked at the clock and it said 6:38 PM and I freaked out again because it was so late and somehow left the boat. I was back at the book cases when there was an explosion and I was hidden behind them. I could hear people screaming and I could see a man in huge, weird, alien-like body armor and mask walking over the toppled book cases in the fire. I was under the book cases. The building had been ripped open and the lilac walls were gone revealing apartments outside that were ablaze. There were things everywhere shooting people I didn’t know. I struggled to get up from beneath the bookcases and the man walking over them found me. He asked why he should let me live and I told him I would behave and I would help. Apparently he was keeping a few people alive for this reason and I could see some shooting the civilians near the burning buildings. He let me go and I asked him to please spare my family out near where the boat was or at least not light that area on fire. He asked me how he could possibly have fun without shooting off some AK47s and I told them he could think of something. Then I ran off. There was a train track separating this area of the city from the other now and I was going to it. Suddenly I was my cousin Ryan and I was sneaking along the back of the burning apartment buildings trying not to be seen. The place was very dark and deserted despite the flames but I knew I would be in trouble if I were caught. I saw the trains going by now. Some carts were very low and some were very tall but they were covered in blood and hands were sticking out of them of children/young adults trying to escape. They were being taken away and I didn’t know where to, but then I spotted me (my real self) laying on a low lying cart with only two levels. I (as Ryan) jumped on as it passed (it wasn’t going that fast at the time) and I was hanging on beneath the level where the people were. The levels were just made of a few planks of wood stretching vertically from one end of the car to the other. There was no roof on this car. I was laying on the bottom now in a small area below the level where the people were and I looked up and Jess(me) was staring down at me between the planks with a sooty face and longer hair then I remembered and tattered clothes. We didn’t say a word but she knew I was trying to get her out of there. There were two men patrolling the cars. They would walk along and then lay down and look below to see if any children were trying to slip to my level and escape the train. They didn’t see me. Right when I woke up I could see the cars from the side again with blood all over them and flames in the background still and I was picturing the wedding dress I had hated.

In my dream I was in a large hilly area covered in grass with no trees. There was what looked like some kind of temple door looking thing in the side of a cliff, but that didn’t seem to have any significance it was just there and I never went by it or anything. In the dream I was able to jump really high. I really felt the sensation of falling as I was coming down from the jump. It also seemed as if I could jump as high as I wanted, but I limited myself from going to high as if I was scared or something.

I had a dream the other day that i was in the car with my family and we were going out then all of a sudden i see a girl sitting at me staring at me. No one could see her but me, i ended up running out of the car, trying to run away from her but she seemed to follow me. Towards the end of my dream, i turned a corner thinking i got away but she was there just around the corner. I ended up bumping into her and i fell on the floor and then i woke up. This girl looked like she was from the exorcism, she had long black hair and she was wearing a white gown, instead of looking like some young pretty girl, she was a girl that looked my age and she had scars all over her. she actually scared me.

I was at my high school, and had left my bag in a room, so I went back to get it. In there the room was dark, there were some of my friends and classmates taking a detention which was actually a revision workshop for the English language exam I had this morning. I stayed there for a while and am not sure why, the dream is blurry here. I then wondered why I was standing there and gathered my things and went out. Then things are fuzzy again. After that, I was in a cafe or perhaps a bar, and Alo from skins was there. He turned into Rich and then there were two of Rich. One of them was talking about not being sure if he should get together with or get back with a girl. I thought to myself that Rich and Alo are sexy. Then I left the cafe or bar and remember either myself or Rich did something to annoy or anger what I think were some old people. We ran along a street for about 2 seconds then stopped, because they were no longer chasing us. Then I saw my crush. I followed him down the street and he kept saying something, I think he was saying "First." When I caught up to him properly, rather than him just looking at me oddly as he usually does, he linked my arm and continue to say "First. I have to be first. I must be your first." I thought I heard him say. I thought he meant sex. I remembered he was no longer a virgin. Then we approach what I think looked like Buckingham palace. My crush spoke in a very posh voice about something and I knew he wanted to be first to get into the museum. We approached what I remember as a towel rail, a phone box and a one man tent with a zipper, which was bright and colourful. He turned me around and I thought that the tent was not for me and that he wanted sex with my friend instead. I thought he wanted to be first in the museum. He then span me around again and told me to leave my coat, so I laid it down in the tent and Ipped the tent closed. Then my crush said something and I turned to look at him. His hair was dissheveld. He spoke in a very posh voice. Then he put a dressing gown on the grass. The tent was pitched next to a short slope. He said "Poppy is missing!". I asked him what he meant and then thought that Poppy is a small doll of a girl. He kept her in the sleeve of the dressing gown. He said "I like for Poppy to haunt my night gowns nightly." he laid down on the grass on top of the dressing gown and I was knelt next to him. I thought I how I wanted to ruffle his hair. Then I was woken up.

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