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I was talking to a demon like a normal conversation, demon possessed a white red haired female and it made her stronger and she couldn't control the demon then the demon possessed me because I wanted the strength but then I started getting angry at people and I would run at them and kill them but couldn't see it happen then everything was black and I was inside a school bus with my girlfriend she was sitting diagonally from me and was asking what was wrong I responded in another language and was growling because the demon was getting angry, then I got control enough to tell her to stop that she was making the demon angry and she stopped and started crying then woke up and my girlfriend said I was shaking and talking in my sleep saying I was cold but I was also sweating

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I'm an apartment, DF's apartment, my recent stepfather. This is nothing like his actual house however, though I wasn't thinking like that at the time. The colors of the house are pale, boring, light grey, white, and a shade of tan that barely makes it any brighter. Directly to my left is a large, hardwood table, seen through a pale lens of colorlessness. Farther forward of that it a kitchen, with marble tops and light grey counters, still no contrast or brightness. To my right, and slightly forward is a living room. The wraparound couch is pale tan, badly accentuated with white and light grey pillows. I take a few steps into the living room, and soft plush meets my toes. Looking down, there is light grey fluffy carpet in between my feet. A foggy glass sliding door at the end of the living room. I sense rather than feel the other people in the house. DF, my stepdad, MOM, my mother (Who else?), and my stepbrother, CC. The rest of my immediate family is nowhere to be found, but my thoughts barely brush upon this subject without any feeling of alarm or surprise. Scene change. I'm outside. The sky is a bright blue and the grass is so light it almost looks like frosting. The fence is a wooden color, pale by any normal standards, but neon in comparison to the inside of this house. Our house/apartment rests on the side of a hill, and I see thousands more of the houses spread around us. The hill is alarming steep. A fence surrounds our house except for a small break in the back right corner. Accompanied by neighborhood kids and my brother, CC, I run towards the exit, looking for something adventurous. The rest is a joyful and exciting blur of running around the hillside, and finding an odd stairway that circles downwards. The end of the 'hill' is actually a small hang over, and the staircase is a circular structure leading to a raised concrete wall with a little over a foot of space under it. I remember running down these stairs, feet hitting it and making a loud ringing sound due to the metal structure, even with the actual steps being made of concrete. I remember worming under the wall with someone, hiding and trying to muffle my laughter and quick breathing. Later, I return home, the night sky looking purple, with amazing white lights of a variety of sizes glinting down on use like a cartoon sky. Scene change. I'm farther into the living room now, and it's later in the day, according to the sunlight streaming through the glass door. No one is here with me anymore, except KC sitting on the pale couch. She's doing something. It feels like she's watching a movie or playing a game, but I can't see what she's watching or playing. Odd. I ask her where my phone is, and she turns her head to me quickly before turning it back, light hair flying wildly, emphasizing her youth. She directs me to the kitchen, but doesn't know for sure. I walk into the kitchen, The floor is a pale marbled tile, pale cabinets with stone tops. Every piece of kitchenware is hidden from sight, very unusual for our house. You would see a cast iron tool at the very least sitting on the stove, but none of the usual tools are sitting on the counters. I look around me, not seeing it on the gleaming counter tops. Somehow I determine that the last place I had it was outside. I head out with a cell phone, calling my own phone. I kneel down to use gravity to my advantage, sliding down the steep hill speedily, heading towards the stairway. I run down the stairs in a similar manner that I did the night before, but stop halfway, looking down at the dirty patch of grass on the other side of the wall. I don't see a ringing phone, and am about to leave, but I do see something. A black flip phone with an orange back sits there open. I get halfway through a thought, "MY PHONE IS PURPLE, THAT'S NOT---" but the dream takes over, and I can feel half of myself getting excited and running for the phone. I crawl under the wall, my small chest rubbing on the concrete floor and my back rubbing on the thick wall above me. Anxiously, i hurry over to the other side and pick up the phone, still on my stomach. It's not ringing, and the thought finally gets through to me that that was never my phone to begin with. Suddenly, I'm aware of something vibrating in my hand. I look down to the hand that was holding the phone I was calling myself with. Amazingly, I was holding my familiar purple phone.

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Last night I dreamt that I was in a building with several groups of people (almost as if the groups were going to have some sort of competition) at each station (opened room) there was a window or opening that allowed u to get into a large pool of water (I'm not sure how the building would not flood upon opening window, bc it was similar to an aquarium, like you are under ground somewhat and can see the animals swimming... Except there were no animals in my dream, just a clear, calm large pool/tank of water)... My group was getting ready and we had a human head (no body, just head) to use for the competition... The head looked exactly like a human head of a man (not sure who he was) except his head was almost robotic or like a computer of some sorts filled with all the knowledge we would need... Although this head looked just like a real human, when he opened his eyes they would looked like electrical green computer codes lighting up and uploading to the brain (which I could not see the brain just had a sense that's how it worked) someone came by and told us to get ready to start soon... I think 1 teammate walked outside and we were going to send someone to get him and we decided to also walk over to the middle of the building to a community closet charging station to put our "head" on a charger before we began to make sure it was fully charged... We felt confident that we were going to win... We left the head charging and saw our last teammate walk in and were talking with him and began walking back over to our group station and as we did we looked out into the pool of water and saw that someone from an opposing team dropping our "head" into the pool... 1 of our teammates ran outside and was about to dive in to get the head so maybe we could salvage it.. We were all upset and knew that the water would ruin the technology we needed in the head to win... At the same time my teammate was diving in the water from the top, my other teammates opened the window and I swam through it thinking I would help, our head had made it to the bottom of the pool by this time and as my teammate and I made the swim to the head, he picked up and as soon as he did blood starting gushing out from the base/neck of the head and I was confused why the head without a body and full of technology would have human blood in it and grossed out that I had to swim through it... I closed my eyes and silently told myself I could do it, just keep swimming back to the window and I would be okay and we would figure it out... As I began to swim towards the window under water, I could feel that I was swimming through the warm blood and was feeling grossed out, but kept telling myself I could do it, I was almost there. And I finally made it back to the window opening and opened my eyes and saw my teammate holding the head and a cloud of red blood in the water, I helped him get inside with the head first, then I swam through the window back inside... And then I woke up my dream and have wondered why I would dream something like this... I was not scared in my dream and I was not scared upon waking... I am just curious as what this dream could mean and what I can learn from it. Any help would be greatly appreciated.

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Ever since i was a little kid, i see a couple houses... and doors.. many things. a door with "266" on it. and i feel dread and guilt, and sadness. i see trees that are wet. and a glass house with plants in it, with a tile floor, and wooden counters in it. i also see a white house with "1210" as the street address with a window at the top, and inside that window are wooden shingles on the ceiling with white walls, and grey carpet. there are things written on the walls. and the room is thrashed, clothing everywhere. what do these things mean? i see them when i meditate, and or sleep.

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