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I’m working in a solicitors as an apprentice, when my boss sends me for coffee. I go to the cafe but on the way meet people I dislike as I turn to face them, a hand rests on my waist I turn to see my boss next to me, eyes soft but then turn steely, his gase makes the girls gasp and stare as he escorts me to the cafe, as we sit, 11 other gorgeous men and Cupid, sit at the table were at, I turn to ask why my boss was following me but he smiles and replies I’m an angel, the others murmur and individually say the same, there all gorgeous but personalities range from strong and dominant to weak and submissive, then flowers appear all over the cafe and I’m back in the law office also filled with flowers, and the news my boss is an angel doesn’t shock me I’m just instantly attracted, passion and desire arises and I have a romance with him, including sex, the other 11 angels gaurd and watch me under my bosses gaurd and gradually become my friends. Could someone please interpret and also always in my dreams my dog hurcules is always by my side as well as a wolf, normally in my dreams about men both my dog and the wolf growl but with the angels they were playful and joyful

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Last night I dreamed that there was a blanket of red sand that was covering where we lived. It started a few miles away and was headed in our direction in a few days. I was at work and we had to get everything ready at the store and get people prepared via the news and word of mouth. Some guy was living in our basement and he had slept thru all the mass hysteria but woke up just as it hit our backyard. It covered the yard, the house (including the roof), the car, etc. It was just a BLANKET of extremely hot red sand. Since the power was out, Becky wanted to know if I could bbq on the porch and I told her we had to wait because there was danger with carbon monoxide poisoning if I put the grill on the porch...since the house was covered and there was no ventilation.

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Had a dream last night. Started by going with friends (unknown) on a bus to a city to some event. Got split up with them and ended up walking 18 miles down a road at night. Finally made it to some camp, but didn't want to go inside. Fell asleep on top of a big tree. When I woke in the morning, I was laying in what appeared to be a nest. As I looked around, I realized I was being watched by a bunch of birds that were the same color as the leaves. These birds are unlike any other that I have ever seen before. They had a flat shape with flat beaks and never made a sound, just stared at you. I cautiously got down from the tree and looked around wondering where I was. I saw a small pond down the hill and a little girl standing there. I went to her and asked where I was. She didn't answer me, but invited me into the camp. I went in with her and the small camp seemed to turn into a never ending maze of rooms. In one bedroom, she told me that this is where an old man and woman both died in there sleep. At that moment, I was back outside by myself. As I looked around again, I realized I was seeing those same birds again everywhere, except that they weren't all green. They were hidden by what they were on by being the same color as that item. The birds in the tree were green, ones on the fence were brown, on the roof were black, flying around were blue, and on the birch tree were white. Where ever they were, they were the same color. Always quiet and staring, they were every where and the more I started realizing what to look for to find them, the more I saw. Almost felt like I was being over run by them, but never felt afraid. This is where the dream ends.

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I wake up and start to leave my house. It is the middle of the night and I am walking out to my car. I turn around because I hear my mom yelling to me for help. I am staring at her and can't move. I am resistant to my own body and when I try to go help her, I move toward my car instead. Next thing I know, I am driving on an open road at night in the rain with trees along both sides of me for miles. A young girl, reaching out or my help and crying is suddenly in front of my car and I can't stop driving. I run her over. 10 minutes later, she is in front of the car again. I CAN'T STOP DRIVING. I am crying and in pain. The pain is growing every time that I hit her and I am crying hysterically. Then the next thing I know, I am awake, sweating and crying.

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I often dream vivid dreams. Last night I was swimming in the ocean, alone, far from shore but with it still in sight. In the distance, a jet came into view. The closer it came to me, the more I could see that it was going to crash. Out of control, the jet ambled towards me. I had nowhere to go, no way to escape. I felt certain it was going to attempt a water landing with me in its path. I was left only to pray, and watch. It came closer and closer. Flying low, I dove underwater as it approached, fighting to go deeper. The plane squealed loudly as it skimmed the surface of the water above me. I could look up and see its belly scratching and clawing the surface above. The sound was deafening, a collective terrorizing shout of fear of the hundreds of nameless faces inside I could not see. As the plane skid past me, and with my lungs empty and crying for air, I fought with every muscle in my body aching to break back to the top and breathe again. I made it just in time, looking over my shoulder with weak but effusive pants just in time to see the plane bellow into the giant beachside hotel buildings, destroying them on impact with a deafening blow that echoed for miles. The anticipated explosion followed. I spent the next few minutes back underwater hiding and looking up as debris fell and tattered my surroundings forming a blanket that sought to drown me. Treading water moments later, the once peaceful ocean was littered and trashed with fiery scraps of metal, junk and torn body parts. I rescued a drowning boy and his sister. They were maybe five. Twins. Crawling onto the beach with the boy and the girl on my back, wringing to my neck, I laid them down. They were alive, whoever they were. I woke up.

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My little brother had died in my dream. He was getting ready to go off to college but somethin g happened, im not sure how he died. But my parents told me in my dream and I was crushed. I felt this huge weight descend upon me and I was overwhelmed. I thought I was on the couch but when I looked up, I was standing by the huge window in our living room. I watched as our van drove away like it had when my 1 year old foster brother went back to his father. I couldn't breathe because I was so sad and angry this was happening....again. An old, beat up green truck (a truck my brother would have loved) was backing into our drive way. I heard my sister say, "someone's here" and when I looked into the reflection in the glass I saw my friend that passed away a year ago.I said quietly "Derek? Why are you here? What does this mean?" I remember being so sad, words just fail to describe it. But Derek lowered his head and shook it as he put a hand on my shoulder. My parents looked at me with their tear filled eyes like I was crazy. I went to the door, it felt like it took forever, but as I did all my memories of my brother flooded me. I finally reach the door and it's a little boy with his back turned to me. I place my hand on his shoulder to turn him toward as me. As I turn h i m, he morphhs into my 6 foot tall brother: he was crying and smiling, brushing this all off like would in a joke. "Please, please dont leave! I love you. Please don't go." He hands me a dish with food, smiles, hugs me and leaves for the truck. Derek comes out and again places his hand on my shoulder. "It's going to be ok." He whispers in my ear. Derek hugs me and then gets in the truck with my brother. I'm left on the porch, darkness descends upon me and I cry. Because I dont want to be ok, I want them all back. My brothers....When I went back inside, my parents ashed me to write his obituary but I could with that face starring back at me because once I write it, he's really gone. My brother really would be gone. And that's when I woke up crying because it felt too real to be a dream.

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