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Me my uncle n wife were on the back of a boat! The three of us got into an agurement with a group of people, pushing n talking shit, got into boat n my wife was fishing of the back. Next thing I jus remember seeing my wife looking down into water sad uncle driving n you I was holding the rope underwater, it's like I was sking but on my stomach n wold pop up outta water n go back under. All of a sudden I was being pulled n I seen the boat my wife n uncle were on stopped and a man waiving down for help n I woke up

I was with a group of friends. We were in a rustic world. The world was of superstition, rogues, and canvas clothes, dirt ‘roads, donkeys and mules that carried goods, and roman soldiers. We were dirty and dusty and talking and mingling when we saw the sentries carting these enormous carts that resembled hay carts only bigger. They were covered in coarse dirty canvas and bound with ropes. We were undoubtedly curios so we followed them for a distance before turning into an abandoned side street where we notice d a huge wooden garden gate that towered about three times as tall as any grown man. It was locked and it seemed like there was a piece of the city hidden behind it and we could find no other entrance nor remember ever having seen this peculiarity once in our lives before. Being the hotheaded adventure seekers we were, we scaled the gate and landed behind it. All we saw was more stucco walls that we assumed was housing and a long open dirty road without any vendors or stalls or donkeys. The only thing we saw in the distance was the form of what appeared to be a misshapen babe. We decided to walk around and try to find the people that lived there but happened upon the babe sooner than we expected. Much to our surprise the sitting babe was nearly as tall as we were and it’s dancing sister who would normally look no older than two or three years loomed a few feet above us. We stared with our mouths agape as we tried to comprehend what we saw. Then we heard it. Rumbling footsteps that undoubtedly belonged to the parent of these abnormal children. Not wanting to meet whatever conceived such anomalies we darted for the gate but found it nearly impossible to scale. We alsotried squeezing through the nonexistent gaps in the slating and near the ground while we cursed ourselves for our rash stupidity. The creature that rounded the corner was huge. But considering that we were all too busy dodging its blows and scrambling to find our way out we had no idea what gender it may have been and whether or not it appeared human. I am still unable to describe how we managed to escape the nether side of the wooden garden gate, but thankfully we did. I do remember watching the solders finish unloading these gigantic canvas wrapped burdens from the huge carts. Donning dirty, abandoned doctors robes my friends and I approached the sentries with an air of confidence. One sentry led us over to the hills that he promptly ordered to be be uncovered for us only ( I may not have mentioned but this huge square was devoid of all but the solders and ourselves). They cut the ropes and the canvas falls and there are several Giant’s carcasses. Some of their bodies look mutilated, burned, and others are just bloody. My friends and I gather our bearings and try to look as professional as possible as we study the bodies. We then walk over to the most mutilated and damaged carcass in order to more closely observes how they killed these creatures (our experience form earlier that day still fresh in our minds.) The solder then asks for my opinion on the body and I scramble mentally for a response as I quickly survey the corpse. I then notice something odd about a bone in the back of the Giant’s hand and I pull it out gently. On a random impulse, I slde the bone into my own hand. Suddenly the carcass becomes animate as it mirrors my movements. I then wake up. What did this mean?

I am a sixteen year old boy who lives with his mother during the week and father every other weekend. Last night I dreamed that I was living in my dad's house, and more than that I woke up married to a girl my age, but whom I did not know, either in the dream or in real life. She was a good wife and we loved each other, though we were still growing to know each other. I was living with my two best friends as well as my wife and father, and they made her feel as if she didn't belong there with us. Eventually we had a child, no pregnancy or anything of the sort, a child just appeared and we both, somehow, knew it was ours. I remember writing to my real-life pen pal explaining that she was a good wife. We had formed a kind of bond that marriage is supposed to have in that we took care of each other. There was no sex or fighting, just two people learning to love each other and coexist.

I was at a party, filled with a bunch of mexicans (mostly boys, but some girls). My crush(who's white) was there and he was trying to get me drunk and so he and this other guy made me a drink (gin and some berry mix). I was obviously very drunk and i got another gin/berry drink, but it was put in a water bottle. I went to talk to some other people, carrying my drink. When I came back to my crush who was sitting on the couch, my drink was gone. Everyone at the party was looking to find my drink because I don't know how my bottle could just disappear when I had just had it in my hand. I remember feeling happy when i saw my crush, and always feeling drunk. I saw myself from the third person (as if I were my crush for a moment) and I looked unsteady, wobbly and about to fall over because i was very intoxicated.

As a child i had a dream that a lot of native americans come to my home at the time to take me away from my mom. when they arrived they lined both sides of the driveway I only remember the one car that followed the lines of native americans. Out of the car came an older native american who ( I even today can picture his face) came to the door and took me from my family with out any fight or fuss. I know we have native american in our family on both sides mother and father.

The long way home from home. It was too dark to see and I believe it was winter because of the cold biting air. If you have ever been cold you would know what I am talking about. I lived in a place of comfort, warmth, and with people who would care for me and not quit on me because of who I am in care of, now you have to know about the place I was. In my day this place is called a boarding school and it was my home while I was to be educated. I ran away from this place because of many reasons I had thought were very good and need to be back at home with my parents, grand-parents, or someone who was family to care for me. I remember being cold and hunger trying to get home butt, it was not happening for me at all. I could hear dogs on my tail and people getting closer butt, could not see very far. Too make a long story short I never made it home. I did end up going to boarding school anyway. Now it looks crazy and silly because I loved boarding school.

My evil sister (non existent in reality) is to be promoted to a top witch and all the females on my mothers side of the family must be at the cremenony. My grandmothers charm has to be found in order to be used at the ceremony. I find this charm which is a silver heart with diamonds that has been places on a silver chain to be worn as a necklace. I am seeking to hide it to prevent my evil sister from gaining all that power and misusing it. I look at a dark lake and ponder sinking the charm in it, but I know the other witches with my sister are powerful enough to rise it from the lake. I wake exhausted and dizzy. Someone in the dream is trying to help me but I cant remember who they are or what they look like.

At first, a group of boys, from a church, apparently. They were searching something, me included. Behinf us, there was a forest, just as ahead. We were on a roughly rectangular clair. We tried to enter the forest ahead, which was full of thin trees. There was a nun, our caretaker. She was near a...tree. It was light colored and full of sections of "spikes", long and tbular, with flat tips. "You are the Lord's spikes" She said. We got really annoyed, since we were busy. There was a fight. One group wanted to explore south, and other one, north, I was on the side wanting to go north, since I had a map and that is where it pointed. They went south anyways. Weirdly, the map showed they walking. They arrived at the place I knew it was a beach, even if it wasn't shown on the map. There were names of unknown, dangerous islands on it, We called for them. After that, I was alone in the dream, going north. There were no longer forests, but plains with light green grass, with trees growing here and there. I found a full armor set, red, made out of copper, with protusions on some places. It was forgotten for the rest of the dream. I found a dog, tiny and brown, pretty much like my real life dog. There was a guillotine. Big, dangerous. Near it, a chest. A little further away, another one. I noticed that going near a chest made my dog go near the guillotine, so I deduced it was a trap. I went away, pondering whether I should try the further away chest, probably not connected to the trap. I pressed "E" to open the inventory. When I closed it, the dog had been beheaded and the chests were now signs with the reading: "Life is ------" I don't remember the last word. There was a beach. Not shown in the map, either, but beautiful. White sand near the short grass. This is where the dream ends, near the beach with unknown islands on the map.

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