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It started in a fairytale land where I met up with an unknown male friend who told me that one of my close friends in high school had sex with my sister's fiance. I was intent with telling my sister, although I did not get a chance to tell her in my dream. I had bed bugs crawling all over my things from his house so me and my mom went to the laundromat. My boyfriend and I attended a class where a girl I fought in middle school was serving smoothies, one in which I was allergic to (kiwi), I told her and she gave me the right one. We left our car there and caught the bus home with my daughter and stepson but one stop before we got home was by the stadium where we saw his uncle booting cars. I woke up about to use the restroom.

I am on a field trip with my students and the last night it is time for bed but I say "wait, I have a little gift for each of you students". This means they have to wait for me to get my gifts ready. I return to my room and start to gather the little gifts and it takes a long time. I return to big room where we are to meet and I give out gifts but the whole process is much slower than I thought and much of the dream is about me trying to find the right number of souvenir gifts from my bags, my closet, my shelves and even outside in trash. I can only find about half as many gifts as I need and no one says thank you and it is getting confusing. Childlren are ready for bed but I am not through looking for more little gifts to give a way. I am aware that it is too late to be doing this.

I was at a fancy party we left hit a car and kept driving. we drove past lots of construction then into a skate park. there were children even though it was night. paul folded the car and left it outside we were on some sort of bunker or domain no one would talk to us so we went in I found my purse a girl said it was hers I joked she laughed we became friends. everyone looked like they where on meth and violent. we found the way out but paul let his car in the back he went to get it and came back with a stroller He realized we lost the kids. we panicked. I ran outside to look for the car there was a guy with a dog. the dog jumped on me. this man proceeded to put brown dots on everyone's noses and talked of a need to plant this shit. I kept walking looking for the car with the children. there where so many guns. I couldn't find them I was scared frantic I awoke. yellow rotten teeth alcohol

Dreamt of strange creatures that seemed hostile but very averse to light. Found myself uncomfortable by their presence but not enough so to run or hide, I guess disgust is the right word. These creatures took the form of soploguids (like camel spiders but there was a lot of diversity) and large mouthed leeches with menacing teeth. At first the location seemed to be foreign and pitch black, a light came on and the creatures retreated but then the scene changed to what looked like a warped version of the old mayo house with a sink in the old garage room where we used to sleep. There seemed to be one bed however that part was more a feeling, there wasn’t much light but it wasn’t dark. At this point I didn’t see the creatures but thought I should look for them so I opened the cabinet under the sink. They were there and still unpleasant however they seemed much smaller and much less of a concern. I began moving and all went fuzzy as I woke up.

I was at a fancy party we left hit a car and kept driving. we drove past lots of construction then into a skate park. there were children even though it was night. paul folded the car and left it outside we were on some sort of bunker or domain no one would talk to us so we went in I found my purse a girl said it was hers I joked she laughed we became friends. everyone looked like they where on meth and violent. we found the way out but paul let his car in the back he went to get it and came back with a stroller He realized we lost the kids. we panicked. I ran outside to look for the car there was a guy with a dog. the dog jumped on me. this man proceeded to put brown dots on everyone's noses and talked of a need to plant this shit. I kept walking looking for the car with the children. there where so many guns. I couldn't find them I was scared frantic I awoke.

I was kneeling at my professor's feet, and she wanted to try her bra on me, reaching down over a short wall. I was totally embarrassed by her attention. She kept staring at me in a sexual way, and forcefully tried to put the bra on me, over my clothes. I held my arms down at my sides, but she tried to force it down, over my head, with it still clasped. It hurt. Finally I thought I'd get it over with, so I agreed to try it on, and I took off my shirt and tried to put it on properly. Once I took my arms away from my sides, I felt her coming down on me, and I was intensely embarrassed. The more she stared, and the more she talked, the more embarrassed I became. Other people were there. She scolded me. I felt shame. I realized I was almost naked, except for underwear. I never got the bra on. I found myself laying down on the floor, in extreme sexual heat, twisting and turning. One boy stood there and watched the whole thing, making me more embarrassed. I woke up struggling against her sexual advances, in terrible discomfort and sexual arousal, moaning and struggling. I was ashamed. I was so hot and turned on, while being uncomfortable. I was so embarrassed, and it felt so real.

I was kneeling at my professor's feet, and she wanted to try her bra on me, reaching down over a short wall. I was totally embarrassed by her attention. She kept staring at me in a sexual way, and forcefully tried to put the bra on me, over my clothes. I held my arms down at my sides, but she tried to force it down, over my head, with it still clasped. It hurt. Finally I thought I'd get it over with, so I agreed to try it on, and I took off my shirt and tried to put it on properly. Once I took my arms away from my sides, I felt her coming down on me, and I was intensely embarrassed. The more she stared, and the more she talked, the more embarrassed I became. Other people were there. She scolded me. I felt shame. I realized I was almost naked, except for underwear. I never got the bra on. I found myself lying on the floor, in extreme sexual heat, twisting and turning. One boy stood there and watched the whole thing, making me more embarrassed. I woke up struggling against her sexual advances, in terrible discomfort and sexual arousal, moaning and struggling. I was ashamed. I was so hot and turned on, while being uncomfortable. I was so embarrassed, and it felt so real.

I was kneeling at my professor's feet, and she wanted to try her bra on me, reaching down over a short wall. I was totally embarrassed by her attention. She kept staring at me in a sexual way, and forcefully tried to put the bra on me, over my clothes. I held my arms down at my sides, but she tried to force it down, over my head, with it still clasped. It hurt. Finally I thought I'd get it over with, so I agreed to try it on, and I took off my shirt and tried to put it on properly. Once I took my arms away from my sides, I felt her coming down on me, and I was intensely embarrassed. The more she stared, and the more she talked, the more embarrassed I became. Other people were there. I realized I was almost naked, except for underwear. I never got the bra on. I found myself lying on the floor, in extreme sexual heat, twisting and turning. One boy stood there and watched the whole thing, making me more embarrassed. I woke up struggling against her sexual advances, in terrible discomfort and sexual arousal, moaning and struggling. I was ashamed. I was so hot and turned on, while being uncomfortable. I was so embarrassed, and it felt so real.

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