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In my dream I’m in a huge glass bus station that’s about the size of an American football pitch, its filled with millions of people and we are called “Results” or sometimes as “Matches” and we are all waiting for our “Searchers”. We results all have regular clothes but a unique item that the Searcher is looking for, that belongs to them and binds the two beings together. Everytime I have had this dream I’ve seen people I would later meet who are waiting for their Searchers, some find theirs within the dream and some don’t, those who give up and are called ‘Drifters’ are rarely seen. But everytime I’ve dated someone, I have always told them I’m waiting for someone based on this dream, as I’m always having this dream every few months. In October my best friend and current boyfriend now asked me out and I had the dream again, but this time he came in as a Searcher and was looking for his chain which is a sterling silver biohazard sign, he was looking for it and when he approached me it glowed around my neck, and the feeling of waiting that I always had in the dream left, and I could finally leave the glass bus station for the first time in my dream and life. When I left the sun was shining and for some reason a sterling silver ring appeared on both our ring fingers as if we had become connected. This is the first and only time this has happened in this reoccurring dream, usually I’m always waiting at the station crying while I see people be united with their Searchers, but this time it was me with him and we only got together in October this year in which the dream took place two weeks after we got together.

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I was at my old house. I walked out through the back door and entered a field. It was covered with bright green grass. And the sun was shining brightly. I could nearly feel the warmth of it. When I look up, I saw four blackbirds hovering in the sky. Then, three plump blue bird came flying towards me and perched on a power line. They were staring at me. Then two bigger birds, they resemble mega-vultures, who in flight had an undercoat of a rainbow. But they landed, they were covered in purple. They looked at me as well, but began to gaze. I stood there and watched them. Then, one of the vultures, was staring at me. He stretched his long neck to eat a plant. Then he advanced towards me and try to attack me.

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As a child I would have this recurring dream where I was standing in a large archway looking into a very large domed cathedral type room, very dark with the only light coming from a matching archway directly across the room from me, the floor was white and black checkerbord. The room was empty, walls where smooth with some kind of painting/fresco that I could never make out. And always in every dream there was a figure, seemed to be a man standing in the archway across from me, I could never see his face or another details because the light was behind him shining in. Every time this figure would turn his back to me. Look back over his sholder and walk away......I would always wake with a metallic taste in my mouth and cold sweats.

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Dream kept repeating in certain parts. I was constantly back at the house. Different things happened every time I was at the house. Entered via bathroom (peach with darker door but not too dark). There was just a toilet in the room and I think a window to the right of me. Hole in the door. Dog in other room would see me and put his nose through the hole and sniff. I'd dread opening the door to the dog, but I'd do it and calm it down by stroking it. It was silky smooth. The last time I visited the house, the dog saw me through the hole and as I expected, went to put his nose in the hole and sniff, but he burst down the door instead and ended up right in front of me. This room was grey. Grey walls with photo frames (gold maybe) and grey floorboards. They all looked cracked and the wallpaper looked worn and cracked. There was no furniture in the room, though I think there might have been one set of drawers that were black in a vintage style but very worn and old. On the bottom far left was a door frame without a door. I never went through this door, but I did look out of it. There was a landing which led round to a flight of stairs going down. This landing and the stairs were also grey and worn exactly like the room I was in. Back near to the left of the bathroom there was another room. This door frame actually had a door, which was always open a few inches and looked like there was light shining into the room. I was always too scared to enter that room or to leave the grey room at all. Every time I ended up at this house the dog was a different colour. Once it was black with white spots. Another time, white, golden and black with black spots and smaller ears/nose. Another time it was white with long brown floppy ears. But I knew it was always the same dog. I know it was a male dog. He was always very on edge and almost hyper flighty. Only I could calm him down by stroking him. But he was always scared in some way and really jumpy. And so was I. I was scared of a man, incase he came to the room. I was scared he'd be in this house, but never knew if he was or not. One time, I was riding a bike that was too big. The handle bars were way too high and when I was pedalling my knees were coming up to my cheeks. I was cycling around Manchester early on a morning. People were going to work on the trams (which looked more square and red) and there were buskers dotted along the tram lines. One man made a couple of quid in less than a minute. He also looked poor but he was good at busking. I was cycling along these tramlines and near Arndale then suddenly I was riding down a hill in Easington Colliery and ended up in the bathroom of this house again. One time, people were in the house, 2 girls and a boy walking down the stairs away from me and I had a guitar and threw it to them. They were then gone.

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