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I was in a train station, I was riding a red bike around the train station. I knew in the dream that I was there a lot, because the train director/ janitor knew me very well. As I am riding my bike around in a circle the train director/ janitor comes up to me and tells me I have to go home because my mom just called and told me my dad was dead. I initially was upset but then I told myself that I cannot be upset just yet until I am sure that it was the director just said. I told him to repeat himself, but he would not repeat himself. I began yelling at him telling him he has to repeat what he just said, but he kept saying other things like “go home, your mom just called”. So I go back to my house, there are a lot of people there. I go outside into the backyard and my cousin Evan is out there. It is very muddy in the back yard and I walk to the edge of it and see there is a low stone wall that sections off a corner of the yard. I think to myself that this must be the place we will bury my dad. I ask Evan to help me move a bench. He helps me move it and now on the edge of my entire yard is a larger stone wall, about 6 or 7 feet high. I notice that there is a broken section in the wall and ask Evan to help me move the bench to the broken section of the wall. When I look out through the break I see that instead of my neighborhood beyond it there is a great ocean, with many hills and cliffs off to the side. There are sailboats in the water, and I feel relieved. I go back inside my house and in the master bedroom (my bedroom) my mom is sitting on my bed. I wonder why she is in my room, she talking to some unknown person who is standing in the corner. I interrupt her conversation to ask her what is going on. I do not want to ask her because I can see a look of worry on her face, and I do not want to remind her about dad being dead because I know she will break down. But I know I have to know what happened, so I ask her what happened to dad. She says to me “what do you mean?” and I look behind me and see my dad is right behind me wearing his normal Hawaiian shirt. I look at my mom and I ask her “well then who died” and she tells me my grandmother died.

I was giving this male who I might like a ride to 'his house' and on the way there we were talking. He took my phone and then tried to keep it's battery. I didn't let him and took it away from him. Then, I felt the urge to kiss him and I did. When we pull away, he started telling how how was tired, he went after me for a long time and that now was that I responded, he kept telling me stuff like that and by that point, I was crying. I looked at him and asked; "Do you really don't like me anymore, not a little bit", I was bawling my eyes out and he looked at me. His phone went off and he answered, it was his mom and was asking where he was. He told her he was on his way and he was with *he said a number I think but I don't remember* but he was referring to me. He left and we shared a smile. Like we were ok.

I was in college at Full Sail college in Florida, and was working at a cafe on the campus. My ex boyfriend all the way back from highschool, Daron, came in. I didn't know that it was him. He got breakfast, and I walked over to his table to give him his food. As I was setting the plate of eggs and bacon on the table, he glanced at the ring on my finger that was of my name. "Your name is Sarina?" he asked. "Yes, why?" I asked. He stared at me for a moment. And then he asked "What's your last name?" I looked at him confused and I said, "Humbert. Why?" His eyes got really big and his jaw dropped. "Sarina Humbert, like the Sarina I dated back in highschool?" He asked. "I don't know you, I only moved here to go to college, I think you have me confused with someone else." I said, kind of freaked out. "No, I'm Daron. Daron Arnold!" He said, expectingly. Then my jaw dropped because I realized he really did know who I was. "I have to get to class. But, could we meet up here at the Cafe after classes are over? I'd like to hang out with you and catch up!" he said. "Uh.. okay, sure." I said. So when our classes were over, we met up at the Cafe again. "You look really pretty." He said while smiling. "Thank you! You uh.. look pretty good yourself!" I said while blushing. Then we left and went for a walk on the beach nearby. We talked about our lives, and important things that have happened to us since we had last talked to eachother. We really seemed to hit it off. It was getting dark because the sun was setting. He stopped walking and turned to face me, looking into my eyes. "I want to tell you something." He said. "Okay?" I said, confused. "When all of that happened a few years ago... I didn't want to break up with you. I was 18 and you were only 15. I felt uncomfortable." He said. "I understand that..." I said, feeling confused. "I have missed you since we stopped talking. And it's ironic that after all this time here we are at the same college. This may sound crazy but I want to try again." He said. "What do you mean?" I asked. "I want you to be my girlfriend again. I think we can make it work." He said. I smiled, thinking that this couldn't be happening. I missed him too. I looked up at him, and began to speak but he cut me off by kissing me on the lips. And after all that time, we were back together again. Then I woke up.

I had a dream that I was at the movies with my best friend. We were walking together by my grandparents house down this hill and we kept seeing this guy sitting outside watching us. I had to walk by there alone and I was scared passing by the man. Then all of a sudden we get to the movie theater and I was looking for a gum wrapper or something. Then my ex comes up behind me and hugs me and lays his head on my shoulder and starts telling me stuff. Then he leaves. My best friend asks me Do you still like him and I just smile.

We are hugging, wrapped in each others arms, feeling safe, feeling whole. The energy is so passionate, so pure and so strong that it is nearly tangible. My eyes are closed and I'm pressed up against him, feeling his heart beat, the rise and fall of his chest, his strong arms around me; I melt into him. I focus, and feel - the feeling we've known before, that we've shared before. It is a complete high, physically, mentally, and emotionally. I feel our energy transfer, as if each cell has found its reciprocal messenger, has become fully charged, and begins to transform us into a unit, more powerful and strong than two separate entities. I am just taking in the moment, so content we have found each other again, so grateful that after all we've been through, after a horrible falling out, we could see past it and identify our true feelings. I hold on to him so tightly because I want this moment to last forever, I want to absorb it all. I hold him so close, afraid to let go- as if afraid that if we should disconnect physically, we will drift apart and will have to struggle to find our way back again. My head is tucked on his shoulder, he leans his head back so I readjust and my eyes meet his. He is silent for a moment as we just connect. Our eyes are bright, full of love and life. Finally, he breaks the silence and says 'Do you realize how much I love you?' almost with a hint of sadness knowing we had lost our way. With that simple phrase, although he doesn't verbalize it, there is a mutual understanding, a mental communication that he doesn't just mean 'I love you' but also that he has missed me, that he's genuinely sorry for the hurt we both felt. I squeeze him a little tighter as the corners of my mouth curl up and slowly reveal a familiar grin, wide and pure. I reply 'Well, you came back didn't you?' We hug each other even tighter and he whispers in my ear 'I never really left'.

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