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I dreamt that Nishad and I were living together and it did not work out. It was the last day in my basement apartment and I was trying to pack up my belongings so I could move out on time. I asked Nishad if she could help me and she made a nasty comment and said no. She was constantly checking her cell phone while I was looking at everything I still had to pack. I noticed all the books I had to pack and they were not mine. The books were my mother's who had passed away 20 years ago. The dream then changed and I was walking up the stairs of my childhood home and I noticed out my front window that there was a white pick-up truck parked on my driveway. They were staking out the house. Three known enemies were in the truck at all times but the enemies kept changing. I called the police to ask for help and they arrested all of the family members for stalking and menacing. I then noticed a large black car driving down the street and stoped in the middle of the road right in front of the house. A black man in a red track suit got out of the car and came looking for me. I went to hide but his girlfriend found me. I pretended to faint and he came up to me and picked me up. I pretended I didn't know what he was there for and then I woke up. The dream ended.

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I was sleeping on my couch and someone came in through the front window and i panicked and my cousin came in from her apartment upstairs and started sreaming for her husband to come down someone was in the house. the entire time this was going on myself in my dream noticed that i was still asleep on the couch. no one else saw me there but my dream self looked at myself while i was sleeping and i knew i was dreaming the entire time. i opened my eyes and was watching and would close and open then again and be alone trying to wake myself up. right before this person tried to kill me in my dream a hand reached out for me. i woke up right before i touched the hand in a panic on my couch where myself in my dream had seeen me.

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I was in an abandoned building with Mohammed Alsharif and this couple (whom I don't actually know but I seemed to know in the dream). The four of us were going to go somewhere and I ended up outside in the car (a yellow convertible) with the couple. The guy was driving and he started to drive off without Mohammed. I protested and the guy said something to the effect of 'screw him' and then said, 'He shouldn't lag behind.' I got highly offended and demanded we go back. The guy refused; I argued; he refused. So, I told him to let me out. He woudn't. So, we argued about that until I told him this was kidnapping and got my phone out to call the police. I was deposited on a dark, rain-slicked skid row street. It was very dark and I started to walk back to the apartment to find Mohammed. I got to the upstairs doorway - a kind of doorway without a door to a landing with cracked and abused plaster, the cement floors covered in dust and debris - and he was there. "I'm so sorry, I said. "No problem," he shrugged in classic Mohammed fashion. "No, it's terrible. They were going to leave without you." "It's okay." Again, quintessential Mohammed casual shrug. "They're assholes. I'm so sorry. What should we do now?" I asked, thinking we would make alternate plans for the night out. He smiled in a cute, coy way and blushed as he shrugged his shoulders. I got the hint and smiled and blushed and looked down at my shoes. As I looked back up, he put his arms around my neck - very gently, very shyly - and leaned over to kiss me. It was gentle at first, but as I became more receptive, he got bolder. At one point, I gave a little whimper while he was kissing me and lips still on mine, he smiled and repeated my whimper mockingly. In this torrent of polite and demure passion, the boldest I could force myself to be was to press a hand to his chest. His hands never ventured beyond the back of my neck.

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I dreamed i had a pair of dress brown pants to wear to work on monday. i was forced to marry a man i didn't know he was a powerful god; red skin big golden eyes usually wore brown pants and had horns on his forehead (tiny ones) i was a goddess; dark skin long black hair green eyes and wore a green flowy dress i have no clue what we oversaw in our positions but we hardly liked each other he already had a human woman he loved; pale skin fragil body black hair brown eyes i didn't have anyone i loved but i did have a slave that had feelings for me the woman that he loved didn't show any outer distain for me as she was the type to wander closer to weeping instead of fighting tooth and nail as stated before the god didn't like me that much i didn't like him either he was usually seen coddling his lover or being distant when i half-heartedly tried to connect with him somehow we were both placed in a marvelous bedroom by ourselves we had a confrontation on not wanting to partake in being apart of either's family but as the fight went on we grew more into eachother until a kiss happened after that the girl he loved was on her way to go back to her home and the slave busied himself with a new obsession the god and i we happy after that and then i woke up

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