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The dream started out as a friend and I were packing for a trip to Japan. We finished packing and left for the airport. After arriving in Japan we went to our rental cottage. We unpacked our things and decided to go for a swim at the public beach. When we arrived the beach was full of people. We went swimming and talked to some locals about some interesting areas to visit. While we were talking to sme a loudspeaker said a storm was blowing in. David and I left the beach and headed back to our cottage. We arrived after jogging back and got changed. We flipped on the news and the story on was about terrorists. Out of now where we were in army gear and ready to help fight the terrorists. There was an explosion outside and we rushed out. Quickly we engaged the terrorists in a fire fight. After killing some I had woken up.

I am in a really large house with glass windows and beautiful paintings. The kitchen had a chef and there were two islands where one of my friends Matthew was sitting. I went up to talk to him and my mom came just after, he asked her whether or not he could have a drink and she said yes and I said no jokingly. She yelled at me and told me that I was being disrespectful. Matthew and I then sitting on two white chairs with our laptops. He goes to the washroom and an indian boy around my age comes upstairs and puts a knife to the back of neck and tells me to get up. He says “this is for the best” and lights a match and puts it on the ground. He forces me to walk down the stairs into the basement, ties me to a chair and turns of all the lights. I say “hello” over and over again but no one replies. Eventually I try to get up but he puts what I think is a needle up against my neck. I begin crying. I then hear a boy screaming loudly (who I assume to be Matthew) and hear the roaring of a fire. I scream loudly trying to allow someone to hear me in which time the young indian boy sticks me with the needle.

I dreamed my ex boyfriend s mother, who is very controlling, bossy and loud in real life, came to my home while everyone, except me, was gone. I was doing home work in my bedroom. She yelled at me through my slightly open door to do my work at the kitchen table. At first I was trying to be nice so I jokingly said no. She proceeded to tell me to go to the kitchen table and was yelling being very bossy. She was comparing me to my ex, who's becoming a plastic surgeon. I simply told her just because Brandon does things a certain way doesn't mean it works for everyone like that! I was referring to doing school work at the table. It was very stressful and I was scared because I had no one their to protect me from her. So I closed my bedroom door all the way but didn't lock it. Also, in my dream I wasn't with my ex and I with my current boyfriend .

Five masked guys were crowded round my boyfriend who lay on the floor all bloddy. One guy had a gun. Two guys had knives and the other two guys were wearing knuckle buster. The two with knives propped my boyfriend up and the knuckle buster guys were throwing punhes at him. I was helplessly strapped ti a chair screaming and shouting for them to hurt me instead. But they didnt listen. They had damaged beyong repair. But they the two with knives got hold of him cutting him making the puddle of bloob double. Then he brought out the gun and thats when i started to scream as loud as i could. But i couldnt watch i just couldny

Me, 2 newly met males, and 1 good female friend were sitting on a muddy bank along a calm, murky river in the early afternoon with good weather, blue skies, white fluffy clouds, and shining sun when i noticed a crocodile close by in the water coming at me. I ran away. Looking over my shoulder just in time to see male number 1 grab the crocodile by the tail swinging it around which saved me from being bitten by the crocodile. Male number 2 found a cave with baby crocodiles and started grabbing them out and throwing them onto the mud. male number 1 picked them up by the tail and started hitting them onto big rocks.

I dreamed that my dad came home with blood all over the top of his head and he walked in with a stranger. The stranger commented that my dad was missing his shirt, undershirt and shorts. I saw my dad wearing a dress shirt and his pants and could not see whether he was wearing the other clothes. In an instant the dress shirt disappeared and there was blood on his chest. The stranger said that my dad had been hit with a steel pipe and that he had been robbed. I noticed that my dad's diamond ring was missing, his gold cross and gold watch were also missing but he was wearing several women's rings. One ring had red corral and the other ring was oval with turquoise. The stranger made me feel uncomfortable and I questioned him about how he knew that my dad had been robbed. I asked him to leave and he did not move. I went downstairs and got the shotgun and noticed through the glass french doors that there were others outside waiting. I went upstairs and pointed the gun at the man and managed to get him out the door. The dog started barkly loudly at my ear and I woke up.

I went to a pond surrounded by tall grasses on a cloudy, but warm, day. The water was perfectly clear so I took a look at it. As I did, I leaned too far and fell into the pond. It wasn’t a sudden fall with a big splash, just a light dive. As I fell under, I saw all of the colorful fish swim by over my head. It was as if I didn’t need to breathe. I started swimming to see the whole pond, since on land it seemed quite small. As I was doing so I realized this pond was endless, but it didn’t seem like a bad thing. I kept swimming and swimming, grasping the fact that it was late, and needed to get back to our cottage. I then woke up from my dream.

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