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My boyfriend tried to kill me, we was driving and cops tryed to pull us over because he was speeding went to turn the corner and i jumped out, and when i did and looked forward to see where he was going he did a u turn and tryed to run me over but hit a pole, i ran and found this glass building where i grew up at in the neighborhood, so i hid in there with 20 people, explained what was going on so they hid me as well. So i called my mom and then told here to call my little sister and get her and my 3 year old son out of there hes coming back so they left to my moms which is up the street, when it hit day light saw my self walking in daylight up my drive way and cops were searching a white van that my boyfriend had bought the following morning, confused as heck, and all i herd was when did you get this van, he told early yesterday morning, cop says yea vehical is gone and so is the gun and i woke up. what does this mean?

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I dreamed that my grandmother was in bed beside me. She woke me up to show me a black bird that was shaped as a bat. then i saw a pigeon told her to come. and left the room. I went into a lit room but my grandma stayed behind. Then I found myself at her funeral home. I saw a man in his casket appeared to be talking to his family down the hall. There were rooms on each side of the hall in which someone asked what did I want my family members to do. then I saw my grandmother on my left hand side in a room so I went in happy to see her. As I watched her she was sitting up in her casket and had on regular clothes as she picked up a glass of water and drunk from it and placed her head down. I ran out scared for she never acknowledged me. I ended up back at the house where she woke me to look at the black bird. People from my neighborhood where i live now which was strange was coming to visit me there asking if I was alright and what was I going to do. I replied stay here but I just got to find a way to pay rent. I cried as I was sleeping and woke up crying. I think it signifies death but what does this actually mean?

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I was in a shop and I wanted to buy a paysafecard. But the shopkeeper gave me a card for my phone and I told him nooo I want a paysafecard not a card for my phone. Then somehow somehow someone won 5000 phones in that shop [ it was a girl ]. When we got out I asked to let me pick one and she didn't want to share them. So I chased her and she started doing things. Like he was saying the police that I wanted to hurt her because I was chasing her and etc. but I always got away. Then she told her father [ he looked really rich and strong socially ] and he told to the police again and they all started chasing me. Then I got hidden in a random shop and the shopkeeper told me to hide under the desk. Then the girl was actually chasing me too. I could do anything if I wanted too and the shopkeeper revealed me some stones which were really similar to each other and it was like a map. After a while, when I was flying her father caught me. I started kicking him and he wouldn't let me go. He told me " act like nothing was happened, and you will be saved " and then I woke up. All those things happened near my neighborhood in a place that I go almost every week. What could this mean?

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I'm an apartment, DF's apartment, my recent stepfather. This is nothing like his actual house however, though I wasn't thinking like that at the time. The colors of the house are pale, boring, light grey, white, and a shade of tan that barely makes it any brighter. Directly to my left is a large, hardwood table, seen through a pale lens of colorlessness. Farther forward of that it a kitchen, with marble tops and light grey counters, still no contrast or brightness. To my right, and slightly forward is a living room. The wraparound couch is pale tan, badly accentuated with white and light grey pillows. I take a few steps into the living room, and soft plush meets my toes. Looking down, there is light grey fluffy carpet in between my feet. A foggy glass sliding door at the end of the living room. I sense rather than feel the other people in the house. DF, my stepdad, MOM, my mother (Who else?), and my stepbrother, CC. The rest of my immediate family is nowhere to be found, but my thoughts barely brush upon this subject without any feeling of alarm or surprise. Scene change. I'm outside. The sky is a bright blue and the grass is so light it almost looks like frosting. The fence is a wooden color, pale by any normal standards, but neon in comparison to the inside of this house. Our house/apartment rests on the side of a hill, and I see thousands more of the houses spread around us. The hill is alarming steep. A fence surrounds our house except for a small break in the back right corner. Accompanied by neighborhood kids and my brother, CC, I run towards the exit, looking for something adventurous. The rest is a joyful and exciting blur of running around the hillside, and finding an odd stairway that circles downwards. The end of the 'hill' is actually a small hang over, and the staircase is a circular structure leading to a raised concrete wall with a little over a foot of space under it. I remember running down these stairs, feet hitting it and making a loud ringing sound due to the metal structure, even with the actual steps being made of concrete. I remember worming under the wall with someone, hiding and trying to muffle my laughter and quick breathing. Later, I return home, the night sky looking purple, with amazing white lights of a variety of sizes glinting down on use like a cartoon sky. Scene change. I'm farther into the living room now, and it's later in the day, according to the sunlight streaming through the glass door. No one is here with me anymore, except KC sitting on the pale couch. She's doing something. It feels like she's watching a movie or playing a game, but I can't see what she's watching or playing. Odd. I ask her where my phone is, and she turns her head to me quickly before turning it back, light hair flying wildly, emphasizing her youth. She directs me to the kitchen, but doesn't know for sure. I walk into the kitchen, The floor is a pale marbled tile, pale cabinets with stone tops. Every piece of kitchenware is hidden from sight, very unusual for our house. You would see a cast iron tool at the very least sitting on the stove, but none of the usual tools are sitting on the counters. I look around me, not seeing it on the gleaming counter tops. Somehow I determine that the last place I had it was outside. I head out with a cell phone, calling my own phone. I kneel down to use gravity to my advantage, sliding down the steep hill speedily, heading towards the stairway. I run down the stairs in a similar manner that I did the night before, but stop halfway, looking down at the dirty patch of grass on the other side of the wall. I don't see a ringing phone, and am about to leave, but I do see something. A black flip phone with an orange back sits there open. I get halfway through a thought, "MY PHONE IS PURPLE, THAT'S NOT---" but the dream takes over, and I can feel half of myself getting excited and running for the phone. I crawl under the wall, my small chest rubbing on the concrete floor and my back rubbing on the thick wall above me. Anxiously, i hurry over to the other side and pick up the phone, still on my stomach. It's not ringing, and the thought finally gets through to me that that was never my phone to begin with. Suddenly, I'm aware of something vibrating in my hand. I look down to the hand that was holding the phone I was calling myself with. Amazingly, I was holding my familiar purple phone.

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I dreamed that my dice asked grandmother was in bed beside me. She woke me up to show me a black bird that was shaped as a bat. I became scared and told her to come. I then saw a pigeon and left the room. I went into a lit room but my grandma stayed behind. Then I found myself at her funeral home. I saw a man in his casket appeared to be talking to his family down the hall. There were rooms on each side of the hall in which someone asked what did I want my family members to do. then I saw her on my left hand side in a room so I went in happy to see her. As I watched her she was sitting up in her casket and had on regular clothes as she picked up a glass of water and drunk from it and placed her head down. I ran out scared for she never acknowledged me. I ended up back at the house where she woke me to look at the black bird. People from my neighborhood where i live now which was strange was coming to visit me there asking if I was alright and what was I going to do. I replied stay here but I just got to find a way to pay rent. I cried as I was sleeping and woke up crying. I think it signifies death but what does this actually mean?

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I was in a nighborhood qhere I grew up looking a a neighborhood that was dangerous. All of a sudden imwas on a bike and my passgers behind me were my girls and brother and his wife. i went down hill fast and realized it was a misstake. Inthe process, my passengers dissapeard. I looked for my parked car qnd them and they were all missing. I rold myself, " you are inaide a dream. Just count to three, tiu will wake up in your bed and be out of your dream". i did and woke up and looked around my bedroom. Never have I ever had a dream like this before,

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My husband, my youngest son and a girl named Carrie and her daughter that I knew growing up but was never close with were all in a big black jeep that had 3 rows of seats driving around in the neighborhood that i and the girl grew up in. It was like a ghost town, we didn't see anyone, and then we started to see dogs running about and they seem to be getting bigger and bigger and I said "Is it me or are these dogs getting freakishly huge?' and then Carrie said to turn down the ally. My husband was driving and I was in the passenger seat and Carrie was sitting behind me and My son and her daughter were sitting behind Carrie. As soon as we turned down the ally I noticed a large gate open and saw 3 black horses running about and 1 of the horses look extremely mean and angry it started running right at us and rammed the jeep where my son was sitting. I yelled at my husband to drive off and the horse chased us and rammed us again where I was sitting and we drove into a bunch of cute up trees and the horse rammed my side of the jeep again. My husband threw the jeep in reverse and started to try and drive off again but we kept getting stuck and running into logs and I looked right at the horse and I could see the hate and anger in its eyes and it started to chase and ram us over and over. I was screaming that we needed to get out of there and at the same time I noticed how hard the horse was ramming us yet the glass never broke or cracked. As I was noticing the glass the horse was getting ready to ram us again and thats when I woke up yelling "Go". What does this mean?

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