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I am a 21 year old man settled in USA and doing college, I was born and raised up in India until I turned 18. I had a dream last night, actually I woke up just 30 mins ago. I saw my one of the best teachers in my dream, she was my Malayalam language teacher from 3rd grade to 8th, I really liked and respected her because I never seen that much teachers like her with a positive mentality of teaching. After 8th grade I changed my school, next four years, I was in another school. I came to USA 3.5 years ago, so I haven't see her for last 7.5 years. May be I have thought about her in between, but not for last one year, and I am sure. Here is the dream and it was pretty disturbing for me.....I went to India for a visit, I was in the school I believe (in a second floor, I really don't know exact place), lots of students were around me, and one of my best friend was also with me (this best friend was not her student, I saw him after my 10th grade, I don't know why he came there) . Teacher saw me, she looked at me and start memorizing or thinking, and I told her that I was her student and classes. Disturbing and disgusting part was that - there was some kind of growth wide spread on her both forearms, her forearms looked like cactus plant or even worse. I walked down to first floor, and saw even more disturbing part, I saw same growths under her both breasts ( I really don't know how I saw that, she was wearing proper dress. I don't know if breast shows some kind of sexual thing. I promise, I considered her like my mother). After that, I saw her using some kind of liquid medicine on her arms, as soon as she massage with that liquid, the growth went away, but restarted again, actually she was showing this to the students or people around her, and explaining about it. This dream felt so real, and even after I woke up, I felt like I just watch a movie. I would like to know an explanation....why I saw her, what was that disgusting disease, or what does it mean, medication.....please only serious answers.....................thanks in advance....

I am walking through a park in my town and i walk into the woods. there is a trail and i see a small house. i go inside and find a poem. i read it and when i do, an old man appear. he tells me to get out and to save his wife so i run all the way home. i turn around and he is following me so i run into my neighbors house and i hide in their really nice tub. i find the note again right as he breaks down the door and when i say it, there is a bright light and bam, he's gone

I was walking on this road and I saw a boy coming. For some reason, I was really scared of him. An old man walking beside me put his arm around me and protected me. Some girls came to rob me or whatever but he saved me. We didn't talk the whole while, but when it was time to go, I asked him for his name. He didn't reply but I told mine. Then he asked me for my age and I said that age never matters. But then I blurted out that I was 18, and yet I didn't get a reply from him. He started tearing up and cried with a sad smile. He vanished in the crowd and i ran after him. However, i guess I'd lost him already. When I went back home, I cried and cried. I woke up crying.

I walked into H’s classroom. I was wearing jeans, and a black sweater with a zip at the top. I walked across the front of the room and then to the back right corner. I thought I saw an open seat near Pig, but as I drew nearer I noticed an article of clothing on that seat. It was taken. I then went over to the back left corner of the room, and there I found a seat. It was near Bottle Cap Guy. I talked to him a bit, but about what I can’t recall. I had a black binder on the floor. Pig sat on that binder. I said timidly, "Pig, you're sitting on my binder. That's not good." I asked her to get off it. She obliged. Later, I left the room and headed down the hall to where the stairs are – the ones that lead down to the woodshop hall. They were much larger than they are in real life, and slightly curved. Pig was coming up those stairs toward me, holding a baby. The baby looked...pristine? Pig didn't pay me much attention as she passed. After Pig, I then had to wait for a class of little kids as they made their way up the middle of the stairs. There was another class waiting to go up, but I set off down the stairs before they started up. As I went down, I saw an old man struggling mightily along the rails to get up the stairs, about 10-15 steps from the top. I debated whether I should help him, and decided he would be fine, so I continued on. There was a teacher at the bottom next to the kids, looking at me strangely. Judging me, perhaps. At the bottom of the stairs, I found myself in a sort of "Dream" Vegas. I had a sunken feeling. I was so far from getting there, and it really sunk in then. I felt depressed as I meandered around this basement casino. I thought of what it would be like to do an interview about poker. "We" was a word I imagined using in the interview...Referring to "we poker players", probably. I thought about speaking strongly rather than timidly – of being a strong character rather than a weak and pathetic one.

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