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I was in an old fashioned shopping mall with my dad. I wandered away and got lost so I climbed a staircase to the second floor. It was kind of secluded. I passed the door of an operating room, there was blood everywhere. I walked into a room that looked like a garage with a car in it. My enemy at school was there, she told me not to get into the car because I was too young for the ride but I got in anyway. I suddenly found myself at the edge of a muddy pit, my toes teetered on the edge and I fell in. I woke up before I drowned.

I woke up that morning in tears. Not knowing why I have had this same dream for the past two and a half years. It never did make sense to me, but I just brushed it off and kept going. There I was standing in my front yard of my old home, birds were chirping and dogs were barking. I was watching my life and future drive away in his red with white racing stripes down the front hood. Never knowing what could have been because all I seen was this truck slowly fading away in the distance. As I turned around and fell to my knees asking God “ Why me? Why does this have to happen?” As I got the strength to get up, I seen a person standing over me. I couldn’t see their face for the sun was shining so bright. I come to the recognition that it had to be an angel of God helping me. They grabbed me by the hand and said “ I will help you, you just have to let go of whatever it is that is holding you down.” I looked down at the ground for maybe a second and after finally getting back on my feet, they were gone, vanished, nowhere to be seen. I wiped the tear from my eyes and started back to the front door. As I was opening the door little by little I noticed that it was not my home, not a home at all. It was like a fairytale land. The grass was a green as it could be the sky as blue as it has ever been and a waterfall trickling down the hilly land and a rainbow covering as if was its blanket. I looked up at the sky and all I seen was my Aunt Renee’s face, just as I remembered her. There was a long complete silence; you could hear the drop of a hat. I was in complete awe of what I was witnessing. She then proceeded say to me “Emmy, everything is going to be just fine, I promise” I started crying, in disbelief that that had just happened. My father walked up to me and said “I am so sorry.” Then turning around and walking away, he disappeared into thin air. My Aunt Renee then asked me what was going on; my reply was “I don’t know.” She then started to disappear, as I was begging her not to go she didn’t say anything and then she was gone. I have never gotten past that part in my dream; I always wake up right after that part.

My 20 year old son was backing up an SUV vehicle towards my parked vehicle (the parked vehicle was my vehicle I actually own). My son does not have a driver’s license in real life and I did not recognize the SUV he was driving. My boyfriend was standing beside me. My 5 year old daughter was standing at the back of my vehicle talking with my boyfriend and I. She could not see my son backing up towards her. However, I saw the vehicle come towards her and although I was thinking I should rescue her for some reason I was frozen and time went slowly as her body was squished flat between the two vehicles. My daughter died. I was crying and upset but appeared as though no one but me cared. I was afraid to look at her squished body and somehow my boyfriend told me not to worry that it was ok. I remember being angry at him for not carrying and I was crying (enough that it did wake me from my sleep). Then I remember that although she clearly was squished and died in my dream and I knew that she died I was carrying her, she was able to talk and she was not squished like I saw. What she had instead was large cracks and a bump on her head over her right eye but some how I still knew she was dead. I was calling out and crying and frustrated that I wasn’t getting help. I think my 10 year old son and my boyfriend ’s 11 year old daughter were in the background but they did not appear to really be paying attention. It was as though they were busy doing something (I do not know what). I do not remember anything more....but then my dream moved into an old townhouse. A kind of boyfriend of mine from grade 9 was sitting on a couch in this town house. There were others in the house but I did not know them or see them, I just knew they were there. He was dirty. He did not have a job and asked me why I didn't remember that from the last time we talked. Then I remembered he had an injured foot (which actually I seem to recall from an actual dream I had before). He showed me his foot and it appeared more healed but not completely healed from the last time I saw him. For some reason we were waiting for a high school friend of mine to come over to this town house. Some how I remember I was standing looking down from the top second floor to the doorway entrance of this townhouse to keep checking if she had arrived. It was almost as though I was peeking. I do not know why these two people where associated in my dream as they did not know each other and are from different periods of my life. For some reason I was worried she would be mad because there was a house full of people. I do not think we were in high school but that it was present day. I do not remember any more.

I had a dream that I was involved in some sort of computer project / move for my friend Chris (guy.) I needed to contact Leon as the equipment was his. Leon and I had a summer romance, it fizzled, and I deleted his number. Never heard from him again. I reached out via FB and he showed up with a guy friend of his. I left bags for him to pack his computer equipment in. He packed, commented that "I was always so smart" and walked into the kitchen. Within seconds, he was walking out of my house, not turning around to say good-bye - just walking out. (Just like he essentially did in real life.) Nothing said - just left. I felt abandoned, sad and wondering why I'm dreaming this again. (To remind myself he's not a nice guy?)

There were three wyverns (dragons with scorpion tails) in my dream. One was green (this was the largest of the three), the second black with a red chaos aura, and the third was white as ivory. I ran to hide from them in a poorly built, old, wooden shack. They did not pursue me. In my curiosity, I ventured to a window to see them. I watched the white one fly away, the green one was already gone, and the black one started looking for me. Then I woke up before there was any kind of conclusion to the dream.

It is usually in two parts; the first is going back in time when I was a child (I am 21) and reliving in my opinion, my best years which involved old friends (I don't really talk to any of them anymore) and excelling at school work because I still have the mind of a 21 year old. The second part changes setting and I am involved in a sort of horror movie where I am being chased by a mystery person/figure who I fight constantly with weapons. Both he and I are fighting to kill, but the surroundings and atmosphere tend to be normal when running away from him or in the moments before he reappears, but when we eventually fight, my weapon which was working in the run up to the fight is now ineffective. Also, it gets darker and I move slower. I do wound the mystery person, but it doesn't effect them at all.

I woke up in my dream in a weird dorm-like room on the second bunk with a puppy at my feet that had two heads. Apparently I had "given birth" to it, as my stomach had a big cut from my pelvic bone up to the middle of my sternum, even though I was a boy in my dream. The puppy was bloody, but looked and acted around six weeks old. I named the puppy Douglas. Later on I was still hurt, but hiding it, and my fiance and I were visiting his mom's boyfriend in the hospital. He was there because he got caught on fire by accident. But the hospital was super weird and a huge maze and the people were divided up by counties. Then the dream switched to me being at home and "waking up". My fiance and I got in a fight and he left, so I was home alone. The puppy and my mom's dog were downstairs in a pen, and I went to go get them. I noticed the front door was unlocked so I locked it and went downstairs. There i noticed the basement door was open and I let the dogs out, making sure to shut and lock it when they came back in. Later I was taking them out again and noticed all the doors were open again, so I shut them and locked them. My mom's dog came back in but the puppy was nowhere to be seen so I was calling for him when a car pulled in. They were older men with white hair in weird cuts and curls who kept trying to get me to buy a hat. They finally left and I got the puppy back in and was calling 911 when I woke up.

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