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I started off in an all white McDonald's and I was trying to get enough money for a sweet tea an a sandwich but I only had enough for a cookie. I went outside to join a tour group to enter a building. This building turned out to be a prison. There was a prison riot and all those in the tour group were killed by a convict. The prisoner escaped. I was then into truck trying to drive but I couldn't control it and was spinning in circles. When I got it moved I went to a trailer to wait there the trailer was close to the prison where I was saved fr dying by a cookie. I hid alone in the trailer with the doors locked scared until my dad arrived. I was then absent from the rest. I watched two miners carrying coal on a mine track they looked off in the distance and saw the convict. The convict Killed them by biting off a large chunk from their neck There was a lot of blood. The scene them changed to a crime scene where people were investigating the Murders. I then woke up

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I walked through double doors that lead me into a dark hallway. There was this black male angel standing on top of the doors watching me but doesn't do anything more. He is the most beautiful creature ive ever seen. I swear! I walked further on the hallway and noticed three other angels watching me from the ceilings. Their colors are different but none of them is white. I walked some more and fell into a pit i didnt notice. The three angels from the ceiling tried to catch me but something invisible blocked them. The black angel from the doors flew from its spot and saved me. He succeeded in helping me and brought me to the end of the hallway which is a wall. I was trapped. Then i woke up. What does that mean?

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“You know that place between sleeping and awake, that place where you can still remember dreaming? That's where I'll always think of you.” ― J.M. Barrie My name is Shannon. I'm a seventeen year old girl with a cognitive sleep disorder, who doesn't dream. I haven't had a real dream in ten years. When I go to sleep, my body and my brain shuts off, until it's either time to wake up, or pass between the realm of the sleeping, and the awake. In these ten years, when I slept I was plagued with nightmares, vivid nightmares beyond my control that stay with me, haunt me during the day. I'd see the figures in my nightmares everywhere, be it people, or unexplainable things. But today, when I slept, something happened: I was sleeping, yet awake and well aware, and while this was happening, I was dreaming. This dream has to be the most real thing that has ever happened. Let me tell you what happened: I was sitting outside of a lovely, slightly older house with a young man, he was a little older than I was, Maybe nineteen or twenty. It was dark, snow was falling to the ground, but it wasn't cold. We were talking, having a wonderful time; he was handsome; mid-length choclate colored hair that was combed back, though some of his hair had migrated infront of his face. He was wearing all black, not in the 'creepy gothic' way you would think. He was wearing a lovely leather coat, looked like he had traveled to london and back to get it, regular dress shoes, slacks, and a long-sleeve black top. I was different, much different. I was dressed in all white, though I couldn't tell exactly what I was wearing, we had on almost the same jacket: mine was white, cotton; and his, well I've already told you. I was wearing a white beret, and my hair was much different: it was long, almost down to my back and as blonde as a sun goddess; curled just slightly at the end; my glasses weren't black anymore, but a light baby blue. He smiled at me, took my hand and called me "Madaline." I responded! That wasn't my name but I responded as if I've had it for my whole life. This boy... He looked into my eyes and I could see through him, I could see into his soul. In an instant he turned, and pulled out a beautiful light blue and lime green stripped scarf, drapped it around my neck, and smiled once again. I beemed, I didn't know what to say, it was beautiful! gorgeous, even. He then took a small letter from his pocket, and handed it to me. It was a poem, entitled "My sweet Madaline."; I stopped, and looked at him, and proceeded to read: "My sweet Madaline, Though I will never be here in time, You are heaven to this tattered soul. You are a gift, that should be protected, And though we may be appart, in life: I can promise you, we will have our time, My sweet Madaline." Before I had a moment to respond, a little girl came out of the house behind us. She was about eight or so, with the same hair color hair as the young man. She looked at the scarf, then the note, and ran in side "Mommy, mommy! Why does she gets stuff and I don't!" she shouted, running inside. We both laughed. At that moment my eyes opened, my room was dark. It was about 11:00am; but when I closed my eyes, this.. dream... it continued. There was a court room, the young man was sitting in front with his lawyer, there was nobody on the stand. It seemed as though they were talking about a child that had died; Madaline. They had blamed the young man for it. The lawyer accusing him had found the poem. "My sweet Madaline" on his desk, to be honest, I don't know what was happening. I rushed into the court room, flinging open the doors and yelling "Stop!" Instantly all eyes were on me, the room fell silent as the young man looked back at me, and I knew, I just knew, he couldn't have done this. "That poem is about me! He wrote it about me!" I opened my eyes again, back to reality before turning to the otherside of my bed. Closing my eyes, I saw an older woman with two men standing on either side of her. She was holding a file, with one, small sheet of paper pulled out of it. "She's telling the truth." the woman said with a soft quiver in her voice. I saw the young man's face before my eyes opened for the final time. This is all I remember.

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I dreamt I was being chased by someone and I ran. I was running so fast that I had to mistakenly fall in a pond of dirty water. However, there was a fence just above the pond and I managed to hold to the fence and rescue myself from drowning because I do not know how to swim. I then managed to get out of the water but the person was still chasing even when I got home, she was still coming for me. I tried to lock the doors but the doors would not close and even the curtains on the windows were so transparent that I could not hide from being seen by someone outside the door. Weird dream I think.

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Me and a celebrity called Harry Styles are lunching in the cafeteria of a school. The celebrity and I are dating. Everyone is eating except for me and than out of the sudden this boy I don't know looks at me as if he is going to kill me. This boy has dark-blond hair. Next to this boy is someone I do know.. This someone is also a boy who molested me 4 years ago. He too is looking at me as if he is going to kill me. I tell my boyfriend (Harry Styles) about the molestation. He gets angry and walks away. I follow him, but eventually lose him in some sort of crowed of school kids. While I am loosing my boyfriend (Harry Styles) I hear his thoughts go "I should not walk so slow she (me) can't keep up with me." Than I walk in a classroom looking for my boyfriend (Harry Styles) when I see my old maths tutor. I am lost and still looking for my boyfriend (Harry styles) everyone is making maths sums. At this point the first boy I described walks in the classroom. I admittedly feel intimidating by him. I grab a pointy twig that is standing next to a fishbowl. I walk up to him and he shows my his twig who has a pointier point. This is when I get scared. In a flash back I learn why the boys are trying to kill me. They were both send to a camp for children with problems, the camp was terrible. The flashback showed me dirty places and dirty food they had to eat. I now understood that I was the reason that the second boy who molested me was send there. I reported the molestation to the police and he was send there. I somehow manage to escape from him leaving my old maths tutor alone with him. I am now still looking for my boyfriend (Harry Styles), but I still can't find him. I walk down the stairs into a dark area. The place is completely filled with lockers and there is a door that leads to another classroom. The light goes on and a blind that covers the doors window rolls upwards. I now see the second boy. He has black colored hair, he also has a dark skin tone. The boy opens the door and walks towards me with something that looks like an knife. And than it looks like he is stabbing me, but everything gets dark and I wake up.

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Like i remember the whole trip thing was like through a bunch of rooms, and i was with a ton of people and the group was getting smaller and smaller each times, splitting up or being weeded out. But i remember going into a room it HUGE tables like, with everything you've ever owned in your life, huge tables filled with piles and piles of things. And at the end of the room were tons of doors, GIANT crystal doors, regular doors, gold, every shape ans size. And i remember walking past my parents at their table watching them madly grab for things, taking clothes and food and various things like phones and books. And i remember walking past them, and straight over to the doors because i just didn't WANT anything from mine. I remember looking at the doors and knowing that i had to pick one, and one door lead to heaven and the others were dead ends. And i looked at all of them and watched as my parents ran past to this huge crystal door, opened it, and it fell over and desolved, and they kept opening these huge ornate doors and the doors would desolve away or colapse. And i remember walking up to this itty bitty door, the size of a gym locker, opening it, and seeing this TIGHT as hell tunnel through jagged rocks and it was dark and very steep and barely enough room to fit, and i just, climbed in, squeezed myself in and started climbing. And i remember seeing feet, like legs in front of me, and i remember my parents trying to follow me through but they had too much stuff and they just wouldn't let it go, and i kept climbing even with them yelling at me asking me how i managed to fit. And i just kept goign and going and going until i got up to.....like this CRAZY bright gold area with white haze and bright light and like escaltors, and people were coming out of everywhere and getting on them going up, and soem were going faster and i got on one, and it wasn't fast but it wasn't slow and i remember just looking around kinda amazed and in awe watching people pass and just taking things in and i remember getting to the top, but for the life of me i can't remember what was there.....

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It's night time and i'm in a long narrow hallway that have lights on the ceiling every few feet, doors on either side of the hall and one door at the opposite end of the hall with a man standing in front of the open door. feels like i'm gliding towards him and even though the doors on each side of the hallways are closed, i feel like the energy is sucked out of the area around me and i start to breathe really fast and everyone is waving bye to me and all of this happens in slow motion

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In the beginning, my crush Sydd and I were watching a play. In the play, there was a guy trying to pt bars across a fireplace. The fireplace and the man started spinning slowly and by the time it stopped, there were not only bars around the fireplace, but ice sticking out between the bars. Then, all of a sudden, Sydd and I were in a room. It was a room I've dreamed about before. It had double doors that were obviously pushed open and it was storming outside. The funny thing is that the doors were actually like a window, about 2 or 3 feet off the floor with a small but wide set of stairs that led up to it. I went over to shut the doors but when I reached out to grab them, the storm turned into a room full of glass cases, the kind you would normally see jewelry in at a jewelry store. There was nothing in the cases, but there were naked, plastic baby dolls on top of them, standing, sitting, or laying on little stands. All of them were facing the door. I suddenly grew very afraid and walked up the staircase to go back into the room I was in before, only to look back at the babydoll room and find that it was storming again. Curiously I walked back to the door/window frame, only to find that it was the baby doll room again. This time, Sydd was in the room, so I felt a little safer but was still uneasy. Suddenly Sydd made the comment "The tree has crumbly leaves, which means there was a fire." I turned to look at said tree, and there's when I first realized there were two trees on either side of the doorway of the babydoll room. Automatically in fear, I left the room again, Sydd staying behind. When I felt more secure, I lookd back at the doors to see that there was now a yellow curtain with small, purple flowers embroidered on it, blocking the room, but I could still hear the thunder and rain coming from behind it. And just like the dream I had years ago about the same place, the doors were now doors you had to pull open... In the dream I had years ago, though, Sydd was not in it because I didn't know him at the time I guess....and I was unable to open the door/window at all. Yet in this dream, the door/window was open on its own, and Sydd was by my side.... I woke up from the above dream, and went back to sleep shortly after only to have a dream again that took place in the same exact mansion discussed above. I've NEVER had a continuing dream in my life....but this time I was taking a bath in a small tub, and I could hear Sydd's voice talking but I couldn't understand what he was saying....I could also SEE him standing a few feet away, far enough for him not to see me, but for me to see him.

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I was in my home with friends and family and my children. I looked out the window and saw a brown bear sleeping against the porch. I ran to gather the children and lock the doors. We called the police. Then several lions appeared at the windows, looking for a way in. Two lionesses and one full grown male lion. Every time we thought we had the home secure, the lions would figure out how to open another window. I was pushing on the male lions head to make him back out of the window. Everyone was afraid. I screamed at the police for taking so long, and they said they were busy and had forgotten about the first call. Many more people began to arrive, hoping to hide in our home. We were running out of ways to keep the lions outside.

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