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I meet up with my best friend at the side of the driveway at my work, it's snowing and there's already lots of snow on the ground. There's lots of people talking, but Kayla's voice is the only that I can understand. We start walking into my work. Mya goes to sit in the observation room. I see that she looks sad and ask her what's wrong, she shrugs it off and I give her something to do. We both start working, it's a clinic so there are lots of people there. Someone from the clinic comes over and steals my wheelbarrow and I yell at them to put it back because there are no other ones and I can't work without one. They ignore me and take it anyway. I go to tell my boss in the indoor arena, there are long sheets hung as to seperate parts of the arena. She tells me oh well, so I go sit in the observation room because I can't do anything. I get even more angry because I just want to go home, and I tell everything to Nancy.

In this dream my parents randomly decided to send my little brother on a trip somewhere, and all I remember is them giving him his bags, and me telling them “what are you guys doing? he’s not ready to be on his own yet!” and then they wouldn’t listen to what I had to say, and I got really scared and worried because I just wanted to always protect my little brother, and he had like a “I’m sure face, but im scared at the same time too” face which made me even more worried. So when he actually left I remember me just crying and being so angry that my parents would do such a thing.

this guy i have been dating told me he had a dream about me where he came over my house but it wasnt the house he knew and we started having sex like great really great sex then he said in the middle I stopped to turn the tv on but it was a security camera station so I could look outside and I guess my husband was home so I told him to leave so he went outside and left his keys inside so he was stuck and he was going to try to come baclk in to get them but he said I told him I would act like I didnt know him or something..

I am sitting in my second period classroom in a different seat than I usually do. A different teacher is also talking to the class, sitting on a familiar wooden stool. She isn’t teaching, she is just making conversation. Everyone is packed up and I get the sense that we are waiting for a call to let us go. I check the clock and it is about eleven am. The class keeps talking and I become impatient. When my teacher finally dismisses us, I turn around and notice it is 3:00 pm! I’m confused on why we have stayed in one class for four hours. The dream suddenly changes to a warm, candlelit dining room. The walls are light colored and the chairs dark wood. There’s even a tablecloth with set crystal glasses. I’m sitting next to my brother and sister, who for some reason are now Caucasian. My father is Dennis Quaid and he is warning us to be nice. Somehow I already know that the mother in my dream has died months ago and my father is just now finding a new woman, and she is coming over for dinner. My white brother and sister are sullen, but I am welcoming. She rings the doorbell and my father dashes up to open the door. My father’s prospective girlfriend , tall and blond, walks in and is seated my father. My brother and sister say hello reproachfully and I smile warmly and introduce myself. We are making awkward conversation when a letter is delivered for my father. He opens it and it is written by someone who has his exact same handwriting. It’s signed in by his name, with blood dried onto the signature. My father says that it threatens us to leave the house and nothing bad will happen. It’s strange because the letter is written to my father, from my father, and dated in the future. I wake up.

Sunday night I had a dream about meeting One Direction at one of their concerts. My friends and I won tickets to a sold out concert in San Francisco and we also got backstage passes to meet the band. Instead of driving ourselves to the city, we got picked up in a helicopter and got dropped off on the roof of the concert hall. With front row seats, we got to touch their hands and feel the heat from the stage lights. They performed their entire album and we sang along to each and every song. During their performance of “One Thing,” I got invited to go onto stage so they could sing to me in front of the entire crowd of over 2,000 people. After the three hours concert ended, my friends and I went backstage to wait to meet everyone from One Direction. When they came out we all screamed with excitement and ran up to all of them. We took at least 30 pictures with them and I got to have some nice conversations with Harry Styles and Zayne Malik.

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