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Captain of a dance team. We were practicing in a sports store. I meet a guy who is really nice and he falls for me; however, i am taken and he gets mad. I ask to be friends and he rbightens up. then I go back to finishing routine when the store changes to a club. I am on stage dancing and stripping. There are guys cheering, but my boyfriend beats them up. Then my boyfriend and I are in his room. It is dark and the faint whisper of my favroite song is heard. we have sex. After everything I feel happy, free, and safe.

I'm in the grocery store parking lot when a semi truck backs into the store's glass door and gets the truck's door stuck with the grocery store's door. No one can get in or out until I insist they take the store door off the hinges. Both doors are glass. While I'm in the parking lot, I see the wife of a man I know who lives in another state. This man and I are in love with one another. The wife doesn't know me and I over hear her talking about going to a specific named lake near where I live. The door situation is fixed and I am inside the store avoiding being seen by this man while I am shopping when suddenly he grabs me from behind and spins me around and starts kissing me.

A group of twenty strangers and myself were on some kind of group tour. On the tour, we had to swim under murky, brown water with dolphins as our tour guide. The dolphins couldn't speak, but there was a mutual understanding between the group of people and dolphins. Somehow everyone knew which way the dolphins wanted us to go, although we didn't know where we were going. They continued to spin and twirl throughout the water until we arrived at an underwater convenient store. The dolphins left once everyone went inside. Inside the store, it was very dark, there were broken tiles, and the shelves were unorganized. As everyone was browsing through the store, a group of conspirators, from the tour group, raided the store and stared to fire their weapons. D.J, a security guard from my middle school, was the leader of the operation. They didn't try to rob the store or hold any hostages. They were just shooting at everyone. D.J recognized me and told me to stay close and hide behind him. He said he was helping me because he didn't feel I was part of the "threat." As I went to run and hide, a man with a net started chasing me. He backed me into a corner and I couldn't scream. As he went to lift his net, I woke up.

Captain of a dance team. We were practicing in a sports store. I meet a guy who is really nice and he falls for me; however, i am taken and he gets mad. I ask to be friends and he rbightens up. then I go back to finishing routine when the store changes to a strip club. I am on stage dancing and stripping. There are guys cheering, but my boyfriend beats them up. Then my boyfriend and I are in his room. It is dark and the faint whisper of my favroite song is heard. we have sex. After everything I feel happy, free, and safe.

In my dream I lived in a dark manor. I had a family but they were all dark charaters. It started like I was watching a horror film, I saw a man become possessed and murder another member of the family. Then his face contorted and he himself died. Then I was running and there were three cats talking to me and they convinced a random truck driver to give me a ride out of town. So I go but the demon that haunts the family follows me and possesses a man at a gas station we stop at. He chases me down, picks me up and throws me into a glass casement in the store. Then I woke up in a bathroom in the old manor and I felt the demon come over me. It felt like that feeling you get when you stand up too fast and you get lightheaded. Only it did not go away, I could not control my own body or speak. The demon takes me down a dark hall and we enter a room. There is a woman sleeping in the bed as we apporached. We grabbed her and shook her hard, it was my mother from my real life. I managed to get out a few words from my paralyzed lips, "Help me... I'm possessed.." then I woke up.

I dreamed I was at a gathering of boat restorers; people who were about to convert some unique roof structures into motor boats/speed boats for whatever this event was – a tour, a race, or something. I saw many of them lifting these roofing structures, “hulls” upside down, out of the water to be converted. Suddenly, Cynthia (my ex) and I were inside a nearby house where many weird “pets” were in the lounge. We were visitors of sorts, but the host/ess was absent and we were more or less observers. A very large, “thick,” python/anaconda with black, white, and red markings, was lazily resting along the skirting of the one side of this lounge, appearing and disappearing behind furniture – one piece of which was an old fashioned, but not antique, “show” case, of the kind that families of yesteryear displayed their trophies, medals, and crystal ware in. Suddenly, this serpent sprung, and swallowed a young crocodile or alligator that was on the other side of the lounge. It settled for only a minute or so, only to repeat the act on a second young croc. The two were visibly separate inside of the snake, like two bulging peas in a pod. Just as it was settling down – suddenly! – the first croc began spinning length-wise inside of the snake, as it would, were it breaking off limbs of prey in a river, twisting the middle of the snake’s body that separated it and the second croc, until it had torn the snake in two, freeing itself from its belly. Immediately, it began biting at the other end of the snake’s body, freeing the second croc, and leaving the snake to die. Cynthia and I were both sort of stunned, but said nothing. Next thing, we were back at the boats, where I saw two guys carrying a finished boat to the launch strip. They had done a beautiful job of the conversion, and had named their boat, “Hill On The Beach.”

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