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My family won a trip to japan, and while we were there,we went to some type of show event. at the event, something went wrong. there were fires and people screaming and running. Then someone, he wasn't human stopped it all. He followed me and my family back to our vacation house in a different state. I woke up early one morning before everyone else and he was there standing over by a huge group of trees outside the house and he waved. i waved back and went outside to look at him. there were horses everywhere so i threw rocks in their general direction to make them go away and they turned into fairies. they talked about how the strange man was also a fairy and he was in love with me, but to be with him i had to have pointed ears. they then attacked me and pinned me down trying to give me pointed ears, the man got upset and made them stop. i fainted and he brought me back inside. Months had past and i had gotten to kn ow him. i went to go see him one day and he attacked me, frustrated that i wouldn't take the pointed ears. i ran away from him as he screamed at me,"how could you do this? you promised me!how can you sit outside your house and look at the trees with a smile on your face and say that you don't love me? how could you?" he also accidentally revealed he wasn't a fairy but a demon.

Dreamed I was in a bus with sally ( a friend from university days). I'm not sure if we had same destination, but we were  on same seat, with some guys in-between us. It was dark in the dream as though it was night time. I was surrounded by men, there were some guys in the back seat as well, one on my right, one on my left. The one on my right gave me his complementary card, found a pen and wrote his number out on a piece of paper. I was thinking/feeling,"wow" i must be attractive, I felt proud but was polite to all of them. I was also thinking "what would the other people in the bus think of me?", in another way I felt shy or embarrassed.   I alighted from the bus with one of the guys, the one on my right,that was not where I was going, we alighted at a university campus, the hostel area precisely, I see Stella (my brother's ex girl) sitting down on a bench, i'm sitting next to her too, I greet her, she responds coldly and doesn't say anything more. I understood she didn't want my presence,. I'm waiting for the guy/man I alighted from the bus with, he left to attend to business, I was getting impatient waiting for him, I walked to another part of the hostel, saw a friend of his and laid my complaints to him. Told him I needed to get to my hostel,and he should please help me take care of his friends luggage (I see then that he left his luggage with me). A black suitcase that was packed full could barely zip properly, had other items on top that couldn't stay in the bag. I pointed at the suitcase as I was talking to him, it seemed the owner of the suitcase called, we spoke over the phone,he asked if his luggage was safe, said he'd be back soon.  In another scene. I had paid for a room in one of the hostels around where I was, but I didn't like it, though I could see some of my things like clothes were still there, I noticed my belongings was mixed with stella's. I was going through them the clothes and thinking to myself that I should sell the room to another person, I was in another hostel now, someplace that I liked, I had a better place and couldn't wait to get back to my hostel but this guy and his luggage was holding me back.

So this is like the most real dream I think I've ever had it really felt real. I was at one of my friends uncles house dropping something off and my friend (the uncles nephew) came in the door so i turned around to see who came in. He (my friend) was holding a bottle of vodka and a gun. I could tell he was drunk. Then he pointed the gun at me and I remember feeling terrified, his expression was blank and so was mine. I didn't move or react. and he shot me in the head. But I didn't die like I could feel the warm blood running all over the floor and on me. Then he walked behind me so I couldn't see him and I heard like a rustling sound and then footsteps coming toward me then he paused and I knew he was pointing the gun at the back of my head. Then he shot again and I woke up. Like that's the first dream I've ever died in and it felt so real. I woke up in a panic.

I asked my Taekwondo teacher if I got the job I asked him about, he said he came to my teacher Mr. Harris, to see if he recommended me. He looked disappointed in me and said I didn't get the job and to ask my teacher why. I go to my teacher and ask him why he didn't recommend me for the job. He suspected I might be studying "paraphernalia". I ask what that means and then look it up in a dictionary. The dictionary said it meant dancing. Mr. Harris says he'll pull up and example. He pulls up on his computer a video of Devil worshiping. He says he suspected this of me because I wear darker close and listen to rock music.

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.

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.

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