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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.

Well i was in someone else s body when my dream first started i don't know who i was i just know i was looking at myself and i was yelling at whoever i was then i said something and then i watched me as myself beat the living shit out of me and i was begging to stop but my fist kept slamming against my face and then there was blood all over my face and my hair was wet then i remember going back into my body looking up for a second before a fist came slamming down into my face and knocking me out i woke up and saw my bloody self on the ground but from several angles i started to cough and spit up blood i slowly stood up and i splashed water on my face i look up and i saw something in the back ground it looked like me but pure sick smile twirling a blade in his hands and he said something to me but i couldn't hear next thing i know im in his body again and he stabbed me and i could not only see the smile but i could feel the smile i woke up again i had stitches in my body then i woke up inside my dream i was on my bed surrounded by water the sound of distant dripping was coming closer and i saw something like a ghost and it vanished almost as near as i saw it then i heard voices.then i woke up again i was the evil guy again and he was smashing his fist into a mirror like he was trying to get something out of it or maybe he just hated the site of himself he kept punching until the blood gushed out of his hand then he smiled and turned around to see something he smiled i saw he started to laugh a sick creepy laugh and whispered with a metallic voice come get me i could feel his smile quirk up again as he kicked the door down but it wasn't the kitchen instead a dark room with water in it which turned to blood and a person on a bed screaming with chains on his arms and legs he whispered again i got you now then everything turned white and i was alone in this bright white room just sitting there i was wearing a white shirt and pants and shoes my hair was black i could see my eyes had turned green i was just starring forward and then i woke up :/

My friend got angry over a voice recording that my other friend showed her that I said. But it was funny, and very unreasonable that she would be mad. She went over the top with her anger, and broke my ankle and hired three men to hold me hostage in a small town. They took away my blue Camaro that my dad gave to me. Eventually I found a phone and called my dad to rescue me. He came and it was a a huge struggle and chase to escape the premises of the town. When we escaped we stopped off at a store. My friend showed up and I yelled that I trusted her. She took out a gun and pointed it at me and then left. My dad got out of the car to come into the store. I screamed dad run, and he started running. My friend shot my dad and killed him.

My ex husband just served me papers to stop child support , he said he has no income. i and my husband went to see my ex husband, he had a new home drives a new white car lovebug there where three young ladies setting in the front set with him, and my husband and i where sitting in the back set with an old lady i think was my ex husbands mother but in this life she is already deceased we where very poor my husband said to my ex husband that the old lady looks like shes about to crock the old lady giggled and with a faint voice spoke these words Can i visit with you again my husband and i looked at each other i told my husband to tell my ex husband to take us back home i told my ex husband that he wins but don't worry ever about his daughter again because my husband will be adopting her i woke up and these words came from my mouth lord i now known i have been deprived all my life from the happiness i seek .

My husband and I live abroad. We fly back home for a visit. While we are there, I develop an abscess on the right side of my abdomen that oozes pus and blood nonstop. I keep trying to push the sides together to make it stay shut and stop oozing, but nothing works. So we go together to a doctor so the doctor can fix it, but I've forgotten my healthcare card in the country where we live. So we drive to another doctor to see if that doctor will sew it up without the card. Meanwhile, the abscess keeps leaking fluids.

The dream that I want to analyze is the dream that I had when I was about 5 years old. It is a dream that I have never forgotten. In my dream it is the end of the world and it is raining fireballs. I am still only 5 in my dream and I am running through a city with other people looking for shelter from the fireballs. A group of about 20 of us find a beautiful church in the middle of the city and decide to seek shelter there. When we do get inside the church, it is quiet and peaceful as if nothing was happening outside. At the altar of the church is a coffin and slowly all of us walk towards it. As we approach the coffin everyone begins to stop and I find myself walking up to it alone. I turn around and look at everyone, and I can see fear in there eyes. I am full of curiosity, and I turn around and walk up to the coffin and open it up. And in an instant an Angel flies up to the ceiling of the church and stretches his wings and looks down upon us. He is beautiful and glowing in this beautiful white light. He speaks to me without opening his mouth and tells me that everything will be okay. And I believe him. There is more to the dream but for the sake of the assignment I will end it here.

I was at my middle school walking down a hallway with my cousin and many other students. As we were walking we heard a teacher screaming and yelling to tell us to run and hide. At that exact moment a white male in all black clothing came from behind the teacher and shot her dead to the floor. I ran thinking my friends and my cousin were following me. After, I'm in my hiding spot I realize my cousin and friends are not with me. They've been shot and are dead in the hallway. After the shooter has stopped I rise from the floor to find my cousin. I see everyone dead in blood, and I stand there crying.

My friend got angry over a voice recording that my other friend showed her that I said. But it was funny, and very unreasonable that she would be mad. She went over the top with her anger, and broke my ankle and hired three men to hold me hostage in a small town. They took away my blue Camaro that my dad gave to me. Eventually I found a phone and called my dad to rescue me. He came and it was a a huge struggle and chase to escape the premises of the town. When we escaped we stopped off at a store. My friend showed up and I yelled that I trusted her. She took out a gun and pointed it at me and then left. My dad got out of the car to come into the store. I screamed dad run, and he started running. My friend shot my dad and murder him.

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