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Riding in car with my recently deceased father. The car is driven by an elderly lady I do not know. We park the car down the block from the house I grew up in. As I walk toward the house to get the mail in the sky is a large white cloud with a huge sleigh (reminds me of Santa). instead of reindeer pulling it, it has rows of people, all dressed the same. I do not really see them to make who they are but I feel like they are relatives. I notice I am holding the mail as I watch the sleigh sway back and forth.

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My husband and I recently separated. After the separation I had this dream. My husband and I are sitting in a parked car. I am in the drivers seat he is sitting in the passenger seat. He asked me if I am thirsty and I say no. he says I am going to get something to drink. he gets out of the car and goes somewhere to get a drink. I don't know where he went and I think how is he going to get something to drink because I did not give him any money. Then I realize he has his own money. The next thing is I am sitting in the passenger seat and it is dark outside. I see my husband walking toward the car and he is wearing his cowboy hat and has a brown bottle in his right hand. Then he starts running toward the car and instead of getting in the drivers seat, he gets in the back seat behind the drivers seat. I feel disappointed and ask him is that where you are going to sit. Next thing he leans forward between the front seat and starts kissing me passionately but the kiss taste bitter. He keeps asking me don't you want me? I know he wants me to get in the backseat to have sex with him. I tell him we can't do this. I tell him we have been apart for twelve days and you haven't even call me. The next thing is we are in an old house and my husband walks into the bathroom and says we have bats in the house. I tell him I don't care. The next thing is I am trying to see his hands to see if he is wearing his wedding ring. I tell him I did not take my wedding rings off but I guess you did. My husband tells me he took his ring off for a minute. He then throws his ring toward me so I can see he still has it. When I look down at the floor I do not see the ring but instead I see a silver lace work heart shaped locket that is broken in half with the top clasp broken off also. I look at it and say, "not again". I then notice my wedding ring is not on my left hand. My husband comes over to help me look for it. I then see it on my right hand. I take them off and put it back on my left hand. But now there are three rings. there is my engagement ring then a white gold ring with robins egg blue inlaid enamel that is badly scratched and the a white gold ring with diamond on the side facing toward my wrist. I look at the rings feeling disappointment and say"I wish I had a new wedding set" then my husband is sitting in front of me and says"well your not going to pick it out, I have been looking at rings and I am going to take you to look at them" I look up in disbelief and say"you have been looking at rings for me?" then I am filled with a wonderful warm feeling of love. I then wake up

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In real life, I am a brunette, but in my dream, I am a blonde. I'm in a prison cell, yet the room around my cell resembles that of a salon. Outside my cell are my "parents" arguing. The mother asks him how he could have kept my imprisonment from her. In my hand is a gray cellphone and a voicemail is playing and it said something like "Take a left at the door. Right down the hall. *There was a pause* Pretty..." and then it ended. My cell is now unlocked and I walk to the door of the salon, with the phone held to my ear. Suddenly, it's an old-fashioned tape-recorder, playing a different, but similar message as I walk down the sidewalk. Looking around the corner, I see a bald, buff man in a suit, I can't make out his face though. The recording says "Take a left down the hall. See the man. His name is Dog. Your nails look pretty." Turning, I run out onto the parking lot towards my dad (he is my real-life dad this time). He sees that I am scared and walks towards the direction of "Dog." That's all I can remember.

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I was put in a home for suicidal people and i was to share room with three other girls. I was crying going in and a fat man with a cloak wrapped his arm around me and kissed my head. He lead me in and I sat down with one of the other girls. she was fat to, but she wrapped her arm around me and i told her how many times i tried suicide. the fat man tried to listen in but i told him to go away. There was also a secetary behind a desk in every room. when i went out to the hall in the home it was like an indoor street. There was four gaurds in the hall. Two men and two women. One women had curly long brown hair and the other short blonde hair. The men looked like male versions. Me and one of my friends were trying to escape by pressing a red button. but it was under a wire. the gaurds only cared if we got out, not for trying. But the door did open. I ran out. my friend got cought. I ran down the carrador. The women with the brown hair cought me and in a blink i was back in my room. I refused to come out so they had to bring my dinner in to me. I was with the secertary and the fat man with the cloak. The man and women with the blonde hair came in and asked me to get out. I said no and they asked want a bet. They grabbed one of my arms each and dragged me outside to the hall and locked my bedroom door behind me. later that day we wer in school. i was so bored i started wobbling and i was sent outside for bad behavior. weird..

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In my dream, I am a blonde. I'm in a prison cell, yet the room around my cell resembles that of a salon. Outside my cell are my "parents" arguing. The mother asks him how he could have kept my imprisonment from her. In my hand is a gray cellphone and a voicemail is playing and it said something like "Take a left at the door. Right down the hall. *There was a pause* Pretty..." and then it ended. My cell is now unlocked and I walk to the door of the salon, with the phone held to my ear. Suddenly, it's an old-fashioned tape-recorder, playing a different, but similar message as I walk down the sidewalk. Looking around the corner, I see a bald, buff man in a suit, I can't make out his face though. The recording says "Take a left down the hall. See the man. His name is Dog. Your nails look pretty." Turning, I run out onto the parking lot towards my dad (he is my real-life dad this time). He sees that I am scared and walks towards the direction of "Dog." That's all I can remember.

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