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So basically I sat down next to my cousin on bleachers. In front of us was another set of bleachers and it was like a bus. Anyways so in front of me was the guy I really like, and a few of his friends. In the dream I never had met him. So we made eye contact, and then him and his friends left. So i got up, And went to the side where they were, and sat down next to some girl and started crying. Once I stopped and pulled myself together, he came and sat down next to me. It wasn't bleachers anymore, it was like a plane. So we started talking and laughing. And we had a lot of fun. For some reason you were supposed to change around the people you were sitting with every once in a while, but he kept on sitting next to me. We were having a ton of fun. And then I got up and went to change and put on makeup, and I was stressing out because I thought he would leave if I kept him waiting for too long. The weird thing is, my actual clothes were there. I was looking for an exact pair of jeans that I have. What does my dream mean? I love it so much. It makes my heart flutter. I feel like crying. So many emotions in a happy dream.

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My dream started when a couple of my friends and I decided to have an outing, without any idea, one of my gay friend brought me to a seawharf where my other friends are there, suddenly, there's this guy who is my classmate that is not in my friend that caught up my attention and i called him yelling at his name while hugging him and he hugged me back that makes my heart beats so fast but unexpected things happen when he pushed me to the seawater that is so clear and honestly speaking i have a phobia of seas and oceans but in the dream, i found myself breathing underneath the 10-feet crystal clear seawater and we decided to go to my place and we got wet by a rain but we seem to enjoy it, and when we finally reach my place, there's a big aquarium where my neice is in it and the aquarium is filled with water so i get in and talk to my neice, when i decided to get out to change clothes, i just found that my friends were playing in our virtual aquarium and when they're gone, i just noticed that our house is completely wet due to the raindrops falling on our ceiling

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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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