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My girlfriend an I just broke up and that night I had a dream that we were slow dancing at the prom (that is when I asked her out months ago) as we are slow dancing I tell her how I feel and she stops and walks away with no response. I walk out of the dance room to run into my best friend who is a girl and she is there carrying grapes( I think the grapes are there because during lunch that day that girl and me had a grape war and I think it is to represent the fun and laughs we have together) but my best friend say I heard what happened with me telling my now ex- girlfriend how I feel. All of a sudden I take her by the hand and we start to slow dance together. I remember that when we slow danced it was best time i had ever had, like there was no one else. Then in my dream we Kiss and she is say something like I need some air and she leaves to go outside. Right before I wake up though both girls come to me (ex girlfriend and best friend) and say they want to go out with me, but then I wake up and never get to choose.

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.”

I was in an abandoned building with Mohammed Alsharif and this couple (whom I don't actually know but I seemed to know in the dream). The four of us were going to go somewhere and I ended up outside in the car (a yellow convertible) with the couple. The guy was driving and he started to drive off without Mohammed. I protested and the guy said something to the effect of 'screw him' and then said, 'He shouldn't lag behind.' I got highly offended and demanded we go back. The guy refused; I argued; he refused. So, I told him to let me out. He woudn't. So, we argued about that until I told him this was kidnapping and got my phone out to call the police. I was deposited on a dark, rain-slicked skid row street. It was very dark and I started to walk back to the apartment to find Mohammed. I got to the upstairs doorway - a kind of doorway without a door to a landing with cracked and abused plaster, the cement floors covered in dust and debris - and he was there. "I'm so sorry, I said. "No problem," he shrugged in classic Mohammed fashion. "No, it's terrible. They were going to leave without you." "It's okay." Again, quintessential Mohammed casual shrug. "They're assholes. I'm so sorry. What should we do now?" I asked, thinking we would make alternate plans for the night out. He smiled in a cute, coy way and blushed as he shrugged his shoulders. I got the hint and smiled and blushed and looked down at my shoes. As I looked back up, he put his arms around my neck - very gently, very shyly - and leaned over to kiss me. It was gentle at first, but as I became more receptive, he got bolder. At one point, I gave a little whimper while he was kissing me and lips still on mine, he smiled and repeated my whimper mockingly. In this torrent of polite and demure passion, the boldest I could force myself to be was to press a hand to his chest. His hands never ventured beyond the back of my neck.

Not sure weather I was actually seeing myself in my dream ,but I was there, I saw an young girl in an uniform, with a very cold, staring look. her eyes were lined with thick black kajal(eyeliner),very thick lined, Dont know why, she was staring at me. right into my eyes. i was very very scared. tried moving quickly, I want to scream and tell people around me take her away from me, but I don't know why I could not. it was like if I shout it would be a bad move on my part. the place seemed like a school. never seen that kind of arrangement in real before I saw it in my dream .I frequently ran into her in that dinning hall. i was very scared .i still could not get rid of that girls eyes, and the pale face.

I was on a train to my friend's birthday and she introduced me to a person I'd never met before. He told me about himself and that he was from North Korea. His boss called him from North Korea and said he had to come back. He hung up and I asked him if he liked North Korea. He said it was a bit scary at times and we heard yelling from the phone because he hadn't hung up properly. His boss said he was a traitor. We had to take him and his brother to the Australian Embassy.

I dreamed that I ran into my first love on a trip . The passion was still there and I felt the love that I felt 20 years ago . We were getting closer and closer and then I ran into his mum but it was a different women younger and sweeter . She asked me why Rob and I had never married and why I did not like her and her husband . She begged me to stay with him and said that I was the only woman that ever loved him . This dream went on and I was at his place in just my T-shirt and knickers but I don,t remember why and then I was on a coach sitting so close to Rob and he was showing me a photo album of his friends and then as the journey went on they one guy turned on me and said that I was no good . I still love this guy even though I now have a daughter with someone else

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