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I am standing at a music festival. There are many people there and I am in the back of the crowd, alone. I feel as though I am in some type of trance because I am so focused in on the music, but I cannot remember what the music sounded like. I feel relaxed and free, like this is the only place I should be at that moment. It is a dark night, and it looks like the festival is in the middle of a desert. I look at the stage and see neon lights of various colors. I look up and there are a few stars. I keep thinking that the name of the band or the name of the music festival is “electric trees.” I happen to somehow make eye contact with one of the band members and when I do, the crowd immediately splits and I find myself standing in the middle, alone. In a flash I am standing with two members of the band, both of which are men, and we are on a cliff. Nothing is said, but I am not scared. Rather, I feel protected. The two men are dressed like classic rock band members. The one to my right has long, blonde hair and is wearing a scarf. The man to my left has short, brown hair and is wearing a vest. I lean over and hold on to each of their ankles as I look over the edge of the cliff. When this happens, I can see myself from above. There is a huge, wooden crate that is beneath the edge of the cliff that would catch anything that fell. I see the formation of how I am standing with the two men and I see us as an arrow that points up

I was in a suburban neighborhood that had been abandoned. The houses looked abandoned anyway, and the yards had grown up 2-3 feet high. There were bodies everywhere, but they looked like melted tires. They were like big flat, black pieces of rubber. Maybe melted and charred? Anyway, I was walking down the street near the sidewalk, and a red headed pale girl on a bicycle rides past me like everything is normal, before turning her bike onto a sidewalk leading to a house. She sets down her bike and walks into the house. Someone has been following us though. Something inside me says to play dead, so I fall to the side, face into the sidewalk and close my eyes, something telling me not to look up, but I know the man or thing has followed the girl into the house. Suddenly, I hear snapping of a fire. I jump up, and a man with slightly gold colored skin, long dark wavy hear, horns and wings is running down the street. He looks strong and muscular, just a tunic I guess it's called around his waist. Behind him is a wall of fire as high as the sky coming towards us. Just now he sees me and looks alarmed. He yells at me asking what I am doing here. I don't belong here. He grabs my hand and we run from the fire until we pass through an extremely tall pair of gold colored doors, which he closes. We can hear the fire behind them and he sighs, hands still on the doors. He says his name is Mephistopheles and he created that world, but he had to destroy it. Then he turned and walked away and I woke up.

I'm walking home at night in the dark from a high school graduation when I see a man out in his back yard with something. Turns out to be a dog the bolts from him and runs over to me and tries to follow me. I keep walking but further up the road see a wanted poster on a street sign for a dog that looks a lot like the one who is still with me no man in sight, but I heard a vehicle start up a bit ago. I run about 2miles to my house dig isn't with me after mile one has gone a different way. I get home wonder about calling pice but don't have a good discription of guy or house so leave it alone. In the morning I am suddenly in a different house with a small baby boy and a man who I instinctively know is the one that had the dog and he lays the baby on the bed and walks down the hall while I hide in a spare bedroom but can see his face. I also see I picture taken of what appears to be the baby's room with a it's a boy banner, police, and congratulations with the parents names on it. The baby has been missing for 3 years, but isn't over a few months in my dream. I also know the man is going to get a knife and the baby has made no noise this entire time. I text 911, but wake up when I hit send.

I was in this old neighborhood at night with a group if friends mostly guys that I can't remember and there was this murderer in the neighborhood but for some reason we were still walking outside and then this black can pulls up right in from of us and we all run for our life and Blake's dad comes out of the car and starts basing after us with a knife in his hand and my friends all go separate ways but Blake's dad is still chasing after me and I run to my house but the doors are locked and the lights are off and I'm scared for my life but at the last minute my stepdad opens the door and he has a gun in his hand but it's pointed at me and Blake's dad catches up to me and then I changed into a different dream.

It's all black and white, everything. A stone sidewalk, with older cars buzzing through the streets. I look down to see polkadot fabric, and touch my hair to feel a neat up do adorning the back of my head. I'm walking down the stone sidewalk as I study the crumbling buildings around me. Suddenly I stumble upon a crowd gathered in the street. My eyes connect with a man across the way. Everything is black and white, except the mans red badge around his military jackets left arm, and his crimson red hat. He smiles and comes towards me. He begins to speak, but I can never quite catch what he's saying. His lips don't match any English words, and no matter how much I concentrate I can't quite make out the robotic, hushed English that fills my head. He suddenly grows flustered with me and storms off away and that's when I wake up, feeling depressed for weeks.

I dreamed my youngest daughter and I found my aunt, who passed away in 2010, lying in a ditch in the same dress she was buried in although I did not know that before or during my dream. We found that she was dead so we called police. Police officer came and was about to check on her when she rose straight up and onto her feet. She said she wanted to go home and see her dogs. When she passed away she only had one dog but had two dogs many years ago. Police officer took her home. My daughter and I went to her house to see her but the house was completely empty except for curtains blowing in the wind. Then my daughter and I were in a warehouse with a woman sitting in a chair with her back to us. Another lady, an actress from a horror movie, was standing in front of her throwing mace or pepper spray in the sitting womans face. She told the me this is the lady who caused all your pain and hurt. As she threw stuff on the sitting womans face, the woman sitting was laughing and saying you can't hurt me, no one can hurt me! The actresss told her she was evil. The warehouse was empty except for all of us and oil barrels. Then my daughter and I went to police station to find out what happened to my aunt but no one could see us.

I'm at a house party and I'm downstairs and there's people I know in one room. I go upstairs to go to the toilet and there are more people I know in another room. I'm wearing black pants and when I put the pack on after going to the toilet I put them on inside out, worrying that people I know will see me I try to go downstairs but I can't because there are people in the way. Then I can hear music and my mum shouts something like 'it's coming from the hotel', suddenly I'm at the disco at the hotel where I stayed on oldish at this year. It then changes to me being at the hotel, the other guests including my friend who didn't go on holiday there in real life, who was staying there for another week, saying goodbye to me and hugging me because my family is going home from the holiday. My friend is sat on one side of two blocks of chairs with an aisle in between, similar to that of a wedding an when they did a show on one of the last nights of my holiday. There is also this attractive boy who I can remember very well from where I went on holiday this year sat with his family, so I make sure that it is obvious to him I am leaving when I hug my friend and say goodbye. I then walk to the hotel reception where we check out, after a lot of waiting around, but I never see after we check out because my dream ends.

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