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I was pregnant and in labour, the only person in the hospital room was my mum and she kept injecting my back over and over again. I said I didn't want it but she said I had to then I blacked out, I woke up in my nans house and didn't feel like I hadn't given birth and asked if I was doing everything right to which my man replied I'll ask your mum. My mum said yes everything is correct. I walked downstairs not feeling safe and my whole Family was in one room hugging two Chinese babies one did not look new born. Over and over I kept asking myself why I had Chinese baby's and 2 of them my baby should be mixed race black and white. Then I really did panic and something said these aren't my babies. I ran to the pub and asked a bar tender did I have a baby and was there a woman with me last night. The bar tender said 'let me guess they aren't you babies' and pointed over my shoulder I turned around and my mum was facing a wall sat alone laughing with a devilish laugh and said so you figured it out. I tried to grab her to fight but it was as if she went through my arms when I tried to hit her. Then I remembered she had previously told me in another dream, when people have turned bad or possessed you need to burst their ear drums I tried and missed and she continued laughing but I finally managed to do so and when I did she began breathing fast like she was gasping for air like she had been drowning and all the colours became bright again. This is where I woke up

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Last night I dreamed there were two sisters; one was around five the other was about sixteen. The older one had dark colored skin (a few degrees darker than caramel, but not as dark as chocolate) with brown eyes and thick black hair that fell to her back. I never actually saw the younger one, but she had a presence. I was wearing this white dress with a ribbon around the middle. I was suppose to protect them both from a stalker, I think I was hired. The stalker had already gotten to them once and it resulted in the older sister getting raped and now he was trying to get to them both, whether to kill them or worse. Anyways, we were moving quickly to another safe house. When we got there we rushed inside because I thought we were being followed. Inside the House was almost all white, even the steps on the staircase (of which there was only one). There were no lamps and the only light seemed to come from a large window above the door we just entered. The light illuminated the wall we were facing which had only three things of note. One a staircase, which was also white to the point where you wouldn’t be able to see it without the shadowed outline of the steps. Two, a romanesque doorway with no door that was to the left of the staircase. Three, a white door at the top of the staircase. The only color was the floor, which was a glossy, rich deep reddish-brown wood. There was a banging from the door behind us and without turning around we ran up the staircase and through the door at the top. as the door swung shut I saw the Man and about twenty others, dressed as security personnel, siege the House. He was older and tall with salt with pepper hair and dark, glittering, eyes that were so dark you couldn’t tell where the pupil was. His face was lined, though not heavily, a little around the eyes and mouth. I saw a lot before the door closed. We faced another problem in the shape of three identical doors. We chose one at random and continued to flee through the House. Door after door after identical door we ran. eventually we came to a small room. It looked like a child’s bedroom, the walls were purple and pink and there was a twin bed covered with stuffed animals. There were two windows that I planned to be our escape. Before we could leave I had to go back and lock all the doors we came through. This was of vital importance in the dream because i thought it would buy us time. So I told the girls to stay put and back I went through the endless maze of doors, back to the first door. As I locked it, I heard footsteps coming up the stairs and knew I didn’t have much time. So I quickly worked backwards hoping the locked doors would slow them down and I would have time to make it back to the girls and out of the window. One of the doors lead to a pale bedroom with a king sized bed and with a pair of french doors on one side that would serve as my shortcut. I turned my back to lock the door, but it took longer to lock because the hinges were loose so I had to lift the door to lock it. As I turned towards the doors that were to be my escape, I panicked… They were blocked. A white vanity covered my only other escape route. The top of the vanity was covered with small nick-nacks such as glass bottles, small statues, books, and jewelry. I didn’t know how it could have happened because a few minutes before the doors were unobstructed. I rush over to move it out of the way, knowing I spent too much time already because I could hear doors faintly crash open behind me. I notice that no matter how hard I pushed against the table it wouldn’t budge, fear seized me when I noticed it was bolted to the floor. I was confused and terrified. Confused because I didn’t know how the vanity could have moved there or how it could have been bolted down without me knowing; terrified because my only other means of escape was through the door I just locked. A chuckle filled the room. It was deep and cold and numbing all at once and what was worse was that it wasn’t from me. I turned to see the Man leaning against the frame of the door behind me. “What do we have here?” His voice was accented, British, I think. He sounded amused and curious, though, like I was some strange animal not behaving as it should. He approached me with swagger and nonchalance, knowing very well that I was trapped and well past the state of panic and barely keeping it together. I knew then what it was like to be a cornered animal; standing in front of him stock still, heartbeat rising along with adrenaline. While I was panicking he just smiled at me. It was a predatory smile and I slowly started backing away. I knew I could not go anywhere, he knew it too, and his smile widen when I ran into the vanity. the baubles on top jangled. When he got within arms reach and politely said, “Pleasure to meet you.” That snapped me out of whatever weird, hypnotic fear I was in and I reacted instinctively and impetuously. I reached behind me and grabbed statue from the vanity behind me. He was shocked and stumbled back. Using this to my advantage I foolishly tried to move the vanity. I heard a laugh behind me. He had recovered and was chuckling at my sad attempts at escape. I was still facing away from him and a sense of hopelessness washed over me. I felt him come up behind me and say, “Are you quite done?” I lowered my head and I felt his hand on my shoulder as he slowly made me face him. He took out this wickedly sharp knife and started playing with my dress. “Such a shame to ruin such a lovely dress.” The blade pierced the fabric at the back of the dress and I felt the cool metal graze my skin. I could not take it anymore so I turn around and tried to get as far away from him as possible. I made my way across the room hoping to unlock the door on the other side. I only got a few steps before my legs gave out and I sank to the floor. I sat there, holding what was left of my tattered dress to by body, as he walked around me. He crouched down and I looked up at him. I was so afraid I was tearing up “Please, don’t. Just please.” He just smile and touched my face, I tried to flinch but he held my head in place. “Come now, that’s enough of that.” he said, and he drew my face towards his and then… I woke up.

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In the beginning the dreamer’s ex- boyfriend Andy and the dreamer were talking and having a friendly conversation on a dark green low deck that was even with the ground and attached to the house. The deck belonged to his father. In real life the deck on his father’s, Earls, house is actually 20 feet off the ground. It was winter time during the daylight. The leaves were fallen off the trees and the dreamer and Andy were wearing coats. His dad comes out of the door onto the porch. Then a dark haired man walks over from the driveway who must have known us because he said “We’ve got trouble coming now.” A very trusting friend of Earl’s who in real life has just married and moved away comes running towards him, screaming and crying. Next another male, her husband in real life comes up suddenly screaming “I know she loves you!” The commotion distracts the dreamer and next thing she knows Andy is throwing a punch at the husband to defend his father. Earl, the husband and Andy are all fighting in a pile on the porch and the dreamer is trying to stop them by screaming at them. The dream ends here.

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A meeting with one of my favourite actors, I decide to dress up as characters from his show and act like them, but then I accidently activate a nuclear bomb and we swim through the tsunami into a jungle where we start to build treehouses and swing from branches, kinda like Tarzan. Then, I'm invited to an American hotel, I meet some of my friends there, but then it's attacked by gunmen at first we run but then I decide I'm not going to waste time, I'm going to fight them so we go to find guns from a local military base. Finally, I'm moving home and I'm with these people that I've never met. I chill with them and go round to meet my other flatmate who lives in an imposing house next door to us, it's like a gothic mansion. Both houses are in a secluded area. A man comes to the door but then I hear something really strange and as I don't like haunted houses, I leave my friend there. Later on, after explaining I think it's haunted, my friend comes to our door saying that there's a recording of the owner being a murderer explaining things about trying to find a new killer, a successor, the house has weird lights and rooms are lit up in different colours from yellow to red and we can hear cackles and screams from the recording of the murderer's actions. I decide lets call the police but my phone's running out of battery and I'm worried about staying there and ringing on the house phone. Then, a guy comes along with his daughter and we deduce they are possibly the possessed spirit of the murderer and his possessed daughter, both of whom are dead. I leave the house, and two others join me as it's dark as we need to call the police and it's dark and we're afraid of the dark in horror situations. Then my dream ended.

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There was a Christmas party and someone knocked on the door. It was really sketchy so no one let him in. He tried two more times and then tired to break down the door. Everyone tried to hold it, but he started splintering the wood so we all scattered. I remember seeing him catch someone and beat them. He seemed to enjoy himself. I Was running all over the place and it turned into a game of hide and seek. I finally got to the attic and was hiding in a corner when I saw someone ascending the stairs. I knew it was the man who broke in and I tried to make myself smaller. It was no use he spotted me an sauntered over. He was tall with chin length blond hair, strait nose, light greyish blue eyes and flat/highish cheekbones. He was really polite and somewhere when he was introducing himself I stopped quaking and started becoming mad and uncharacteristically brave, so I made to get up and he pulled a gun and said "I'd rather you didn't" I remained kneeling and looked up definitely and said "do it." He pulled the trigger and nothing happened it clicked, I barely flinched, he laughed. Outside someone screamed and I heard sirens. The man looked worried for a second and then lunged at me. He sat me down on the floor next to him and held a knife to my back as my would be rescuers came up the stairs. They asked if we were okay and the man said, sounding scared and out of breath, "yes! We're fine." He dug the knife into my back and I agreed that we were fine. He pretended to be a victim and I was his cover story. The last thing I remember was a threat and him saying "Every Clyde needs a Bonnie"

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