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Well, Im unsure about this but I want to give it a try to see if I can get this dream sorted out. So here goes. Ever since I was little, as far back as I can remember right before I got really ill and still to this day before I get ill I have this dream. Now I can't remember all of it because as soon as I go to describe the later part of it the memory of it just goes 'puff' and its gone no matter how hard I try, but here is the bit Ican remember. I'm in this room thats white all round, there are doors everywhere I face and all I can do is sit there and cry, in the middle of the room. every time I go to open one of the doors I get this terrible feeling and when I open the door its nothing but black, cold and silent. As soon as this happens I get taken right back to the middle of the room and the top of the room goes black, before giant black bricks are dropped over me, but when they touch me all they do is send me into a crying fit and make my skin feel like I have ants or spiders or something, I'm not sure what, running over my whole body like pins and needles but moving. This happens a number of times before I get the right door and I'm let out, but I end up in a dark wood kind of area with people I dont know around me and the same thing happens with the black bricks when I look at them. When I wake up after this dream I often feel the tingling feeling for a while as well.

I had a dream where I was living in my aunt and uncles house, but it seem to be mine as I woke up and went to sleep in the same house. For a while, life went on as planned. I went to a strange school where I had a whole new set of friends. No one at this school wore clothing, but we're covered in meter-long hair growing from the tops of their heads. During this dream I went home to find my biological father and my step mother (whom I have never met) having coffee and telling me that I was adopted and would have to be sent off to a private school in Oxford.. I don't think that's a actually a place, just a university.

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