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It started out with me being in some type of outside classroom , we were discussing something and I think I got bored, I started the weird dream with a self levitation thing where I hung off the end of a wall with the tip of my toes laying perpendicular to the ground. no one noticed me doing it or ignored me , I proceeded to hover and the fly around the area. people looked and saw i was flying, then they wanted to do it too. I taught them one by one how to hover, levitate and fly. It was all types of people. At that point now , as they were flying, especially myself, I was singing in an almost sub-sonic tone that rattled dishes and shook stuff on the ground. What disturbed me about the dream was the phrase of the words i was singing ( in that sub-sonic type voice ) " LET THE LIMBS HANG LOW "

I dreamed I was having sex with a famous rapper and I was suppose to have sex with my ex boyfriend . My ex boyfriend came in during me having sex with the rapper but left back out. I was worried about this. I am married but my husband was not in the dream. After i has sex with the rapper who is famous, my ex boyfriend comes in and try to impress me with a new outfit. After he does he is happy about it behind closed doors but I don'tknow Iif it was because he was trying to make me jealous oor if he really wanted to impress me because he still loved me. Me and the ex never had sex but just stayed in the hotel room

I endured horrible bullying at a new school where everyone told me i didn't belong, that would never fit in. They teased me and called me fat and ugly. But I tried to be strong and ignore the ridicule or laugh at it. I thought that if I wanted to go there i continue to do so and that no one could convince me otherwise. It hurt me bad and I couldn't deal with the pain of rejection. I woke up horrified because in real life I just started school and everyone is actually friendly towards me.

I dreamed that I visited a legoland theme park with members of a youth cult that I was traveling with. It must have been in California cause the weather was nice. They had a new zombie section where you could dress up in Legos and look like a zombie. I was really proud of the way I looked and kept trying to take a selfie with the Lego sign behind me, to use as my FB picture come Halloween, but the zombie parade kept coming by and I couldn't get a clear shot. I thought, "I wonder if all these kids who work at legoland go to school or is this a full time job." Then I realized that the reason I couldn't get a good selfie pic was because my phone was full of pics I had secretly taken the night before of the cult performing their cult antics around the campfire. But I really wanted that selfie. While I was busy deleting pics from my phone, all the other cult members moved on and I got separated from them. I missed the bus. I was walking back thru the Olde English Village section thinking now what do I do? I saw an office with somebody sitting in it. They were reading manually labeled "Military and Other Special Guests." I was afraid to ask their help because I was no military. But I was special. I still had on the zombie Legos and didn't know where to go or what to do. I felt lonely and tired.

I was in a strang old or vintage house from the 60s with my family and my dad owned money to the mafia and they came and seid they wanted there money or else later they called and seid there'd be over just to talk and I told every body to hide we did and when the mafia arrived they called and asked were we where and everyone came out exept me I stayed in hidding then the mifia ask where I was my brother showed them where I was hiding then they started fire ing and I died in a little back room but some how I wasn't dead I coud still see but couldn't move and then they started bring in mothers and their daughters and were killing them and I could see it all I felt trapped and terrafid,confused and some how I knew it was a dream but I couldn't wake up

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