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Okay, so I am in grade 11 and there is this very beautiful girl in my homeroom who lives up the street from me. We barely speak, she's way too out of my league. I don't have feelings for her, she's just like anyone's ideal woman. She's really mature and she looks about 20. Anyways, a few nights ago I had a dream I was upset/ injured... and she came to comfort me, and this was in school. She just hugged me, and held me close to her chest, while I was on the floor ( for some reason), then we just started passionately kissing with her. She hugged me again, similar to the first one, and we kissed even more, but more passionately. I know she would never even think of dating a guy like me, but why did I have this dream?

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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.

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I am a guy, and there is a girl in my homeroom that I barely speak to, she's out of my league. She is very mature and very beautiful, and her laugh is so cute. Really loud, but cute. I had a dream I was in school and I was injured of upset, and she came over to comfort me. She pulled me close to her chest with a hug and we started to kiss passionately. No words were spoken, but it seemed so real. Like, there truly was love that was never expressed between us, and for some reason, it just happened. What does this mean?

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I had a dream last night. I was on board a commercial flight with friends from my previous holiday (we never used planes on that holiday I may add). There were two simultaneous flights. We were on board one aeroplane and another, headed to the same destination was flying slightly ahead of us. From the window I occasionally caught a glimpse of the other plane. At the time of the crash, we were passing over some very tropical and beautiful scene below; there were many locals, possibly African, sailing in tiny boats and fishing and generally bustling around on the coast. As I looked from the window I could see a vast plethora of coloured sails, umbrellas and people wearing fantastically coloured clothes. It was beautiful. Shortly after, a message came over the speaker system that we would be dropping altitude dramatically, in order to overtake the other plane, as our pilot thought they were travelling too slowly and the best way for us to pick up speed in order to pass the plane was to manage a controlled drop from altitude whilst turning. All the passengers and I had full confidence in the pilot and suffered no anxiety. As we lowered towards the beautiful coastal scene I was amazed by the perfect curvature of the earth that I could see, the sea seemed to bend on the horizon. I spoke to my friend next to me, a passenger called Pete from Singapore. He told me much about the locals below and I admired his knowledge, however the details of this conversation escape me. Soon after, another message came over the intercom, it was the pilot. He was very happy, almost boastful, about how well he had done in passing the other plane, and that now we could continue with great speed on to our destination (I don’t actually know where we were headed). The pilot then added that he was now going to regain the appropriate altitude for the flight and therefore a dramatic climb was imminent. The nose of the plane rose to an almost vertical ascent. So much so that I adjusted myself on my seat so that my backside as, in fact, on the headrest of my chair. Other people stayed as they were, seated as though they were in the carriage of a climbing rollercoaster. This is a thought which occurred to me in the dream, it actually felt like we were on a rollercoaster. Despite this everybody was calm. I had a mild disquiet in my stomach however and my trust in the pilot had diminished somewhat. I saw him as an arrogant show-off, was any of this necessary? A short while later, the plane began to stall and fall from the sky. We crashed into the ocean not far from the coast. Things went black for a short moment and there was the feeling of a powerful impact. When vision was restored however, everyone around me was fine, except I had a terrible dread feeling that people somewhere must have lost their lives, and that myself and my neighbours were very lucky to be unharmed. We all quite calmly unbuckled ourselves from the seats and proceeded to force open the door and slide down the escape chutes in a very orderly fashion. We were introduced to the warm tropical ocean for the first time. I paused at the exit and was surprised to see everybody wearing life jackets. I asked the stewardess where they were kept and she claimed not to know. I checked under my seat and found nothing. Nevertheless, I slid down into the sea. The water was warm and calm; the plane wreckage seemed to disappear instantly. Me and my friends swam calmly towards the shore. That beautiful and colourful scene. We were met part way by local fisherman similarly swimming in the water. They had the look of aboriginal or tribal denizens yet were polite and spoke good English, we exchanged greetings and nothing more as we headed to the beach. Upon reaching the sandy shore I remember seeing coins buried under a light covering of sand. I bent down and inspected further. I discovered that the coins were English pennies, all different types. Upon this discovery I was filled with a terrible feeling that the second plane had crashed too, and that must be how these coins arrived upon the beach. I felt, or feared that, everybody on the second plane had died in the crash. It was at this moment that I woke up.

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