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My brother and I walk up to a local school to see a bank of phone that only one has a while flag on it meaning it can be used. There is instructions saying to pick it up and it will call the office. I pick it up and immediately hang it back up. We walk to the edge of the property and there we go swimming in the road in the clearest, bluest water. I look up and see thunder in a cloud that is coming towards us. I dunk myself underwater and when I come up the storm cloud is even bigger and swirling over top of a yellow plastic slide. I get my brother and we get into an older car. I try to start it but it won't start. We start rolling backwards and roll past my grams house. I can't get it to stop using the brakes. I turn around a corner and there is a car coming. I am trying to still start the car and driving backwards. I steer away from that car and another one comes. I swing the car around to the other side of the street and miss that car. There is another cat that I miss but it hits a parked car.

I need help. For the past four nights I have been dreaming about my ex. Mind you, I broke up with him and this was about a month ago. I'm not going to get into the reason why I broke up with him but I was sad of course but after three weeks I am not coming back to my normal self again. I still think about him, but not as much as I did. My dreams: I was at the mall and he was there..we just looked at each other and said nothing. Second, I was with a few new friends, he happened to be friends with them too and he was there, again we looked at each other and said nothing. Along with that dream, we were at a house (I'm assuming one of the friends, which by the way I had never seen before in real life, except one girl). He was sick (he has a sickness in real life too). The next night, this dream took place in the same house, I was looking for the girl that I said I knew in real life. (BTW I just know her..we don't hang out or anything. She's also several years younger than I). I opened the door and there was my ex and the girl doing sexual activities. He immediately sat up looking surprised and she looked embarrassed. I looked at him and just gave a small grin, closed the door and said nothing. The fourth and the last, I was napping, and I was beginning to wake up until I had a very short dream. Which included him sending me a text message that said "Babe, I". There were more words but I couldn't make them out. It was as thought it was another language. Thoughts? Interpretations?

I was at my church and I didn't know anyone that was there. It seemed to be medieval times and there was a man there named Mohinder. I immediately became friends with him and he became like a father to me, except that he was no older then 30. I ran around in circles around my church, leaping over hedges and being wild and crazy, then I cam inside a gave him a hug. I remember everything clearly. The musty smell of her shirt and the fresh clean scent of his cologne, the rough feeling of the material, and how strong and yet gentile that his arms felt when they wrapped around me, and the rumble of his chest when he spoke, asking me what I had being doing… I can even hear his soft heartbeat and feel his chin on my head One day there was a commotion at the lake outside the building. Everyone was confused and didn't know what was in the lake. I looked in and saw that it was a giant fist, I could see the ripples around the lake. One fat boy fell in and was eaten. I was scared, but then I felt Mohinder's arms around me and I was comforted. He was holding me on the shore, making sure I didn't fall in. But as the people around us started to panic, it felt like he was holding me tighter and i felt like I might fall. I broke away and ran quickly to my room, ignoring him when he called me back. I stayed in my room for hours until he came and knocked on my door. He explained that he was holding me tighter because he was afraid that the people might start to push us. and it felt like we were falling because I was panicking. I apologized and we continued with life. A while later I was in a pretty white flowered dress, sitting on two rocks that were call the keys. (The locks the the big pile of rocks with two holes in them, and they keys were the little piles that looked at if they would fit into the holes.) I was sitting and drawing and he told me I looked beautiful sitting like that. I was embarrass and I tried to get down, but he told me not to move. “No!” He said. “Just be still… you are beautiful.” It was a while later where knights came to our church. They wanted to go on a ride to check up on some villages where orcs were making trouble. Mohinder let me go with him and the knights, but some of the others were doubtful that I could be of much help and they didn't want me to come. I went anyways. ON the way there, I fell behind and was kidnapped by some slave traders. They traded me to a man who needed help with his merchants cart. I was ordered to be silent, or I would die. Mohinder came and was buying something from the merchant when he saw me, he was startled and tears came into his eyes. But he whispered. “You are beautiful.” even though I was in rags. Then he drew his sword and saved me. I think woke up.

I had a dream where I was at a restaurant with my parents, and there was extremely loud music that seemed to have bothered everybody. Aside from that, I had looked outside and noticed a group of small schoolchildren, not toddlers, but, big enough to understand the difference between right and wrong. I saw that they were lighting trees on fire, and I had immediately rushed to put them out. I then looked over, and saw a smaller group of kids go with one tall boy that held a gas canister. The children ran away screaming, and I ran over to examine the scene. I couldn't see a fire, but, I saw a traffic cone there, surrounded by police tape. I lifted the cone up, and underneath, was a cup of water. I saw the tall figure, and quickly became annoyed by him. I tried to splash him with my bucket of water, but, then I realized that it was gasoline. I also shouted how if he messes up in any form, he would be set ablaze. I saw that he had a smart fire already growing on his blue shirt, and he tried to remove it. I turned away from it and heard an agonizing scream. Which then afterwards, I received a text message that said he would need healing because, "his skin was melted off." Eventually, I remember being in a cramped hotel room, trying to escape something that was knocking at my door. I sluggishly ran towards a few doors, closing them behind me, and hiding inside of a closed closet.

My dream is about a 3 year old boy, who is my son, asking can he go with his dad for the weekend. He's tall for his age. I told him no because his dad was probably doing something with his girlfriend . I called him "Donny" in the dream, short for Adonis. So he says, "Call him." I told him no & he should call him. Then he says, "Please, Mommy!" I dialed his dad's number & he talked to him & told him that I said he was busy with his girlfriend . he was standing in front of me with a black tank top, boxers, & black socks. He says, "No, daddy doesn't have a girlfriend & that he would be there to pick him up. He then says, "Mommy, can daddy spend the night?" I said yes, that's fine. In the beginning of the dream, I was clearly hurt by whatever his dad did to me, but I'm not sure exactly what he did. Clearly, I was in love with my son's father in the dream. When he gets there, I open the door from sitting on the chaise, & he walks in. He is wearing a black hoodie, blue jeans, & black sneakers. In the dream, he is at least 6'4.I could see one of the tattoos on his lower right arm. I knew that he had tattoos in other places, one being on the upper left arm. I looked him up & down, but his face was a blur. I tell my son to go get dressed & he comes out with blue jeans & sneakers on, but he never put on a shirt over his tank top. he asks his dad, "Daddy, can mommy come with us?" I immediately respond no & that we can do something together next weekend. He then begs, "Please, mommy?" His father replies, "Come on baby. Go with us." I get up, get dressed, & we head out. On the way out the door, I ask my son where is his shirt. It was cold outside, & still did not have on a shirt. Finally, I close the door, lock it, & then I wake up from the dream. Recently, I was contacted by an unknown person that says he knows me, so I started talking to him. I have never seen this man before. During this time, I am still having the dream. Three weeks ago, the father of my son's face was revealed to me, & it's the guy that contacted me. Since the face was revealed, I see the mystery guy in the dream. The voice matches, the height, skin complexion, everything. In the dream, I was staring at my son because he looked nothing like me, but identical to this guy. Come to find out, the guy that contacted me is exactly 6'4. I have been having this dream for 6 years. It starts in June & ends in January. No matter what time f day I may be napping, this dreams is always present. I even started pulling letters out of my dream. Unbeknownst to me, these letters collectively make up the dad's last name, which I didn't know until I asked him. Can you tell me what this means?

In my dream I dreamed about a family that was struggling and then another family came to help but they were of bad things so the family that was struggling struggled more and then another family came and it killed everyone after that another family came and it was even worse than the bad family that came before my father was apart of that family but in real life in my dream my dad could control his self from being bad and wanting to kill my dream skipped and a very tall thing in form of a man walked in my room it has no face and it was covered in vintage symbols With a black hood over its head in my dream the thing was my father and it came and sat on my bed beside me I wasn't scared at all I was calm because in the dream I was talking to my father I was asking him if my dream I had in my dream was true and it told me yes and was telling me how it could control its self out of no where it started shaking as if it was loosing control and it wanted to kill me the thing was my father one minute he wanted to kill me and then the next he was calm and normal he would chase me and he would be a black shadow in his form I remember running down the street and looking back at my dad to make sure he wouldn't turn into the shadow that would chase me and kill me when I looked back again my dad was gone and I panicked it got immediately dark and I lost where I was at I saw some kids come from out of a cut so I decided to run where they came from I went and once I got around the corner I saw nothing but water so I decided to to turn back around once I turn around the entire setting changes it was an alley way with tall trees on the side once I turned the corner the shadow was running for me I screamed and panicked I had no where to go it ran right past me and hit the wall I looked down at it and saw that it was my dad he was shaking as if he was having a stroke I looked up and ran out of the alley way once I got out I was surrounded by sand and I saw a deck and water once I got out of the alley the shadow was coming for me again it tackled me in the water and began to choke me I saw that it was my dad and I yelled I hate you when I did he stopped and we rose to the top of the lake and he wasn't facing me I yelled again I hate you and he turned around and choke me again we sunk to the bottom of the lake and I yelled I hate you over in over I began to breath in the water and my arms were floating up I died and when I did my arms slammed against the ocean floor

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