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My father recently passed away. In my dream I have to go to the funeral parlor to identify the body. Upon arrival I hear blood-curdling screams coming from inside. I enter the building and the screaming intensifies. I look around and find out that the screaming is coming from the crematorium. I run inside to find my father laying on a slate and being slowly pulled in. He's crying and begging me to help him. I try as hard as I can to make it stop and the undertaker rushes in to reassure me that everything is fine. He says "All the dead scream".

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It was the day before and I was getting ready for a dance recital. I was super excited and I was getting makeup and bringing pretty clothes and everything. The next morning, my mom took me to a cafe to get me cozy before the recital. We were in a big hurry then because we were going to be late and then when I got there, I was tardy but the dance hadn't started yet. I still had time so I was relieved. Then a fellow dancer of mine was welcoming me, and some of the girls were applying makeup in front of the mirror. I thought I should follow lead, but then I realized I had forgotten something major and had to go back. So I went back and I was in this secluded place with mountains near. It was like something from an ancient folktale with mountain tribes. Then, as I was about to go into a little private shop, a few people caught my eyes. They were, like, wearing gangster clothing and they had big beards and kind of looked like hippies. Except they weren't, because I knew they were gangsters. And as they began to stomp, slowly and rhythmically, through the surroundings, I felt a sense of impending doom, and I was waiting tensely. As I waited, they finally attacked and began to shoot people down. It passed quickly, and I didn't remember much of it. When the attack had finally passed, I felt like I had just woken up from a long dream. I knew I had been subject to a shooting, but it felt really surreal. And since so many people were dead, and there was a loudspeaker talking about how people had died in this recent shooting, I was confused. Did I survive? Or was I dead and just a ghost of my former self, pretending to be alive? Anyways, I was really incredulous because I had just survived this shooting and the news had just been here and they didn't even care about what had happened to me. Then I could go back to my school, but now I had missed the recital and my teacher would be angry at me. So I went back to school for a short while and didn't let anyone see me, and I saw all the other dancers and people congratulating them and I felt disappointed I hadn't attended. But I didn't tell my mom anything and we drove to the psychiatrist because we had an appointment that day. However, I didn't want to tell the psychiatrist what happened. I just hung around the hospital lobby for awhile and the doctor at the front was staring at me. I went to the psychiatrist's office for awhile, and we talked, and then I left. Then my classmates began filing into the same hospital I was in. An alarm went off and everyone was told to remain calm and go with their heads down and their arms covering their heads. The scenery kind of morphed into a school and I felt like we were waiting to be dismissed. So anyways, suddenly all my teachers and the students of my school were there. I was bending down with a bunch of boys near me. I think they were joking around. I saw my history teacher speaking to everyone and once, I caught the head of my psychiatrist. People were telling the kids to remain calm.

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In the beginning of the dream I was seating down talking to people (didn't know them and was just a conversation), when suddenly I noticed my granddaughter was not by me, when I turned to look for her I see her standing on a small rock surrounded by water (water has rise around her) not letting her walk back to shore (which was not to far). I stood up towards her and ended at the foot of a ridge. I was able to see the ocean water calm and dense (lot of water like I was looking at ocean), beautiful intense blue. It brought concern to me because she would have drowned if she tried to walk to shore, even thou it was no far, but the water around appears deep. I woke up in deep thinking stage of my dream

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My dream is related to a girl in my school whi used to be really close to mephysically and I had a doubt on her sexuality as I am a girl too. But it's been two years now and now I am having dreams about her every week that either I am kissing her or holding her. P. s: i am a lesbian but i never find her attractive that way. Last night I saw her in my dream that i was sitting on a chair and while she was leaving the room she came to me from my behind and gave me something in my hand. I turned around and kissed her and she kissekissed me back. That was a deep intense kiss that i could feel it when I woke up. After that i saw that i was leaving the room with her and we were finding a private place to make love. My other dreams were almost the same that I am holding her hand or kissinghher. In all of my dreams i could feel this intense love for her. These dreams come once in every week.

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