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My family and i are in a big house. One of my cousins is in the front yard. My parents drive a van around the side of the house and park it in the backyard. I start walking into the yard then two or so fireworks that looked like rockets land in the yard. The tips of them stick in the ground while the bottoms are facing upward, sparks flying from them. Two or so of teh sparked ends get me in the face. I fall on my knees and start crawling in the grass. suddenly, some more firework rockets land in the yard the same exact way the others had done, -unfortunity, the sparks from some of them ended up getting my backside-. I painfully crawl over to a little concret spot at the other side of the yard and start to cry. None of my family ever came to check on me.

I was at church with a man I know but not that well, . I was really happy to be there with this man, and was very interested in him. There were a lot of people, and some of them I owed ten bucks, I knew I only had 10 dollars on me so I told the others I would give them a check, because i didn't want my friend to know I didn't really have it. Then while we were waiting for the speaker we decided to leave because it was taking so long. The people I owed money kept giving me dirty looks and I was so worried my friend would see them. Then he was loading my sisters things (not sure how she came about in this dream but she did) and i was mad because he was paying so much attention to her and not me. Then he and I were going to his house, and he lived in the woods. He had a dog that was barking at us coming up the road. We went inside and we started kissing, and I was happy but also nervous his wife would come home.

It isn't just one dream, but many combined: For the past year, the same man has been appearing in my dreams. In the realistic dreams - the ones where I wake up confused because I think it's actually happened - he is often right beside me, as either my friend or boyfriend . But in the others, he appears only briefly. He may be stood in the distance, staring at me or may be walking past if I'm in a city or something. I always mention it to my dream 'friends' as well, if I'm with any. You can always rely on him to be there. Most of the characters in my dreams don't really have faces, but this guy does. When I'm awake I can't imagine it, but I know that he does because he's ridiculously handsome. I can only remember that he has dark hair and eyes (which is unusual for me, as I like blonde and blue eyed fellas). I used to dream nearly every night, and most of the time they were the ones where I knew him personally. I've even had sex with this guy in them. But recently, my dreams have been less often and in them he has mostly been far away. It's almost as if he's angry with me. What does it mean? And who or what does this guy represent?

Brought into a room with a large round table by an ex lover,.she seats me next to someone i'm interested in who just started a relationship with someone else and walks to the otherside of the table. A train stops next to the table, than another train, then another train crosses above the two stopped trains. the closest train to the table begins to move a pickup truck crashes into the train and is pulled into a tunnel. I'm left holding the girl I'm now interested in

Riding a bike or motorcycle with my husband. We stop for a game of poker. My husband sits on the side not playing and a co-worker sits to my left playing with me. We are in a rather large group and I catch the dealer cheating and request to stop playing. I am told NO and cannot stop playing until the end. My co-worker wins a hand and 1/2 the group got up. I thought they were going to get something to drink or use the bathroom. Quite a time later a mormon family sits down and explains the others have left the game and they are the new players. I find the mother of the group and explain I cannot play and asked to be removed from the previous game. My husband and I ride off on the bike or motorcycle.

I was in prison for some reason but didn't think I deserved to be there. Outside the prison grounds were a lot like a school yard. There were two soccer fields, one small one normal sized with a track around it. They were on the left side of a clearing and above the small field was a jungle gym. I was put into the section for dangerous people because of a failed escape attempt (I think). The others and I made a plan to escape. The guards had this spray stuff that knocked you out if you breathed it in. Somehow I got a hold of some and used it to help get away. We took over a large orange and other coloured van and got away but only after I inhaled some of that spray. I was unconscious for two days according to the man I asked but everything had changed so much that it felt more like two years. In that time my friend found a new friend which made me feel lonely. For some reason, my brother, father and I were checking in on the cottage. Up in the loft we somehow transported to the edge of a city on a coast. Alone in the city, I was trying to use a pay phone. There was a long line and I pretended to know someone so I could cut in. The line seemed to disappear and I struggled to count out ten pennies which at first had stars instead of leaves on them. The guards showed up (about twelve) and an epic, manga or cartoon like battle occurred. I even thought that I was probably dreaming or imagining the battle because of how ridiculous it was so I decided to stop it. I was captured in the end and hooked up to a lie detector where I was uncooperative. A lady wearing a suit interrupted the interrogation for some reason. My perspective changed to a fly on the wall style. The same lady went to the dangerous people section and shot the guards with a pulse gun then shot the cell bars. She said for the men to come with her and with knowing grins they jumped right through the bars. The other men also attempted to do this but just hurt their shoulders. I somehow knew that this was part of a growing conspiracy. Strangely, at one point I was trying to jump on a moving train in my front entrance way. I knew there was actually no train so I pretended to jump on it and moved into the living room to take my seat in the box car.

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