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My father gave me a bag full of exotic like fish filled with water, they type you may see in a Japanese pond perhaps? There were about four of them, including the good sized catfish that broke out of the bag and clamped onto my shoe with bite a few times to make sure its fangs really dug in and got me, trying to hurt me, I was wearing shoes so it did not hurt so bad. . Naturally I kicked the fish on my shoe up against some type of thing in order to kill it since it was obviously trying to harm me. I felt its bite loosening every kick I made. When I finished with that I noticed that the other fish in the bag had lost too much water and I needed to direly put them in the water. The pond was the only solution though I didnt know how it would turn out... or if they would survive with the other fish or in the type of water, I had to take the chance of throwing them in with the others, I looked as closely watching to see if it turned out bad or good, hoping for the best .. to my surprise it looked serene as far as I could see, no fighting. I saw fish eating out of a special spot just for them with what seemed to be food placed especially for them. They seemed very content and taken care of well. It was a beautiful pond... similar to a coy fish pond, but this one had much more types of life.

I was in the attic of an old house, I squeezed through a tiny window in to dirty muddy area where there was this small room where I started putting on all this crazy makeup with white powder and I started altering my appearance changing the size of my nose and mouth and then I tried to go back through the window to get back out but my size had altered and could barely get my head and shoulder through it and the more I struggled the more the room started to collapse and there was loads of spiders and cobwebs falling from the ceiling they were everywhere i was terrified all I could do was try to go the other way,I managed to get out into this really posh garden where I could see people inside the house but the house was mostly glass and there seemed to be no way in and I think I knew the people inside I think one of them was my mam and i think they were shouting at me to come back in but I couldn't hear them and for some reason I lost my temper and threw some garden chairs into a fancy pond and then began running away from the house and down this really long road. I came to a little village and bumped into this really camp guy who seemed quite friendly and he started showing me around and was saying that loads of gay people lived around here and I spotted a guy in leather hat and pants staring at me and the camp one was saying 'its not that I don't like the gays it's just sometimes they're a bit full on' he then took me to his house but we didn't go in, we went up some stairs that were on the side of the house that lead up to the roof. As we got to the top he said 'and these are my friends' and I can't remember exactly what they all looked like I think there were four of them, i know i thought they all looked crazy one of them had a bald head with just a bit of hair on the very top with a ribbon in it and a long flowery dress and she kept saying 'can you see the angels? Look can you see the angels?' And as I looked up I could see what looked like a some sort of robotic kite in the shape of a person and I said 'oh yeah I can see them' but then the more I looked into the sky the clouds turned into people and I really could see them and I felt as though they were trying to help us all somehow, I could've watched them for hours. The next thing i remember I was in this office with a cassette player and headphones and there was a man sitting on the couch with a pen and paper asking me to tell him what I saw with those people he then put the headphones in my ears and I could hear what sounded like binaural beats vibrating in my ear and then I woke up but I felt as though I'd had this dream before.

The love of my life died several months ago. Prior to his death Had been dreaming of him several times a week. the night he died I woke up startled feeling smothered. The next morning there were crows at my window. I have been dream about him almost every night at first dark and hazy .until two nights ago I it was bright and clear I could feel him touch my foot he was dressed in a light off white suite he walked over to his ex wife and either kissed her on the cheek or whispered something in her ear-but smiling at me and his daughter . Than I felt the the something pulling and looked down and saw that he and I were chained together. Everyone was smiling and laughing in the room but his ex.

I am in a group of people on some sort of mission. We seem to have conquered our enemies in the immediate environment, when someone decides to investigate a building. A fight a man with a sword, but he appears friendly and convinces us that we don't have to fight. Some say he cannot be trusted however. We decided to use his help to investigate the rest of the house. A portly comrade, a black guy, and I investigate the house with him. The black guy appears to be meddlesome, and I tell him to wait outside using some physical force to push him back in the process with a stick against his chest. The new acquaintance appears harmless, and I leave the rest of the investigation to the portly fellow and the acquaintance. Standing outside, I see the man who first attacked me with a sword coming out of the building with the face of the portly fellow pasted on his face. Everyone is enraged at the treachery and they take the man for judgment. They later inform me that he was beheaded and that the black guy was exiled for insubordination I felt pitty for the black guy because he appeared very distressed about the death of his portly comrade.

My father gave me a bag full of exotic like fish filled with water, they type you might see in a Japanese pond perhaps? There were about four of them, including the good sized catfish that broke out of the bag and clamped onto my shoe with bite a few times to make sure its fangs really dug in and got me, trying to hurt me, I was wearing shoes so it did not hurt so bad. . Naturally I kicked the fish on my shoe up against some type of thing in order to kill it since it was obviously trying to harm me. I felt its bite loosening every kick I made. When I finished with that I noticed that the other fish in the bag had lost too much water and I needed to direly put them in the water. The pond was the only solution though I didnt know how it would turn out... or if they would survive with the other fish or in the type of water, I had to take the chance of throwing them in with the others, I looked as closely watching to see if it turned out bad or good, hoping for the best .. to my surprise it looked serene as far as I could see, no fighting. I saw fish eating out of a special spot just for them with what seemed to be food placed especially for them. They seemed very content and taken care of well. It was a beautiful pond... similar to a coy fish pond, but this one had much more types of life.

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