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I dreamed that my husband and I was in our car in the drive way of our home have makeup sex after an arguement and 2 people, and man and a woman knocked at the door of the house and when they saw no one answered they proceeded to steal something from my husbands work truck and when I saw them I told him and they noticed him when he got out of the car and they began to run and my husband chased after them with a shovel into the woods and I called out to him but he never came out.

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It began with me knocking at my parents family front door it night cold and windy..my deceased mother opened the door to my shock ..she turned ans walked away towards the kitchen.. i entered closing the door and saw my father watching TV .. I called to him asking .. what is she doing here ? .. my father could not hear or see me..on realizing this I proceeded to the kitchen and saw my deceased mother cooking dinner and table set like she use too.. I asked ..Mum what are you doing here? she turned looking at me with a smile tilting her head.. I began to cry and tried to embrace her..there was this blank void for a bit as I come from the blankness she was at the table away from me serving dinner ,I moved towards her pleading with her to talk to me and I woke up!

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I dreamed of passing one dead yellow snake that seemed its attempt to bite me resulted its death. As i proceed in a place like desert/forest i passed other snakes by evading them until i reached a place where i met a man older than me who tried to aid me to escape the ground of snakes. As we were busy trying to fix an equipment looked like a toilet basin that in our believe would help us to escape, i saw a black dead vulture lying on the ground. The equipment to our astonishment was broken. I then woke up after this man sit on the ground and realising there were no more snakes

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“You know that place between sleeping and awake, that place where you can still remember dreaming? That's where I'll always think of you.” ― J.M. Barrie My name is Shannon. I'm a seventeen year old girl with a cognitive sleep disorder, who doesn't dream. I haven't had a real dream in ten years. When I go to sleep, my body and my brain shuts off, until it's either time to wake up, or pass between the realm of the sleeping, and the awake. In these ten years, when I slept I was plagued with nightmares, vivid nightmares beyond my control that stay with me, haunt me during the day. I'd see the figures in my nightmares everywhere, be it people, or unexplainable things. But today, when I slept, something happened: I was sleeping, yet awake and well aware, and while this was happening, I was dreaming. This dream has to be the most real thing that has ever happened. Let me tell you what happened: I was sitting outside of a lovely, slightly older house with a young man, he was a little older than I was, Maybe nineteen or twenty. It was dark, snow was falling to the ground, but it wasn't cold. We were talking, having a wonderful time; he was handsome; mid-length choclate colored hair that was combed back, though some of his hair had migrated infront of his face. He was wearing all black, not in the 'creepy gothic' way you would think. He was wearing a lovely leather coat, looked like he had traveled to london and back to get it, regular dress shoes, slacks, and a long-sleeve black top. I was different, much different. I was dressed in all white, though I couldn't tell exactly what I was wearing, we had on almost the same jacket: mine was white, cotton; and his, well I've already told you. I was wearing a white beret, and my hair was much different: it was long, almost down to my back and as blonde as a sun goddess; curled just slightly at the end; my glasses weren't black anymore, but a light baby blue. He smiled at me, took my hand and called me "Madaline." I responded! That wasn't my name but I responded as if I've had it for my whole life. This boy... He looked into my eyes and I could see through him, I could see into his soul. In an instant he turned, and pulled out a beautiful light blue and lime green stripped scarf, drapped it around my neck, and smiled once again. I beemed, I didn't know what to say, it was beautiful! gorgeous, even. He then took a small letter from his pocket, and handed it to me. It was a poem, entitled "My sweet Madaline."; I stopped, and looked at him, and proceeded to read: "My sweet Madaline, Though I will never be here in time, You are heaven to this tattered soul. You are a gift, that should be protected, And though we may be appart, in life: I can promise you, we will have our time, My sweet Madaline." Before I had a moment to respond, a little girl came out of the house behind us. She was about eight or so, with the same hair color hair as the young man. She looked at the scarf, then the note, and ran in side "Mommy, mommy! Why does she gets stuff and I don't!" she shouted, running inside. We both laughed. At that moment my eyes opened, my room was dark. It was about 11:00am; but when I closed my eyes, this.. dream... it continued. There was a court room, the young man was sitting in front with his lawyer, there was nobody on the stand. It seemed as though they were talking about a child that had died; Madaline. They had blamed the young man for it. The lawyer accusing him had found the poem. "My sweet Madaline" on his desk, to be honest, I don't know what was happening. I rushed into the court room, flinging open the doors and yelling "Stop!" Instantly all eyes were on me, the room fell silent as the young man looked back at me, and I knew, I just knew, he couldn't have done this. "That poem is about me! He wrote it about me!" I opened my eyes again, back to reality before turning to the otherside of my bed. Closing my eyes, I saw an older woman with two men standing on either side of her. She was holding a file, with one, small sheet of paper pulled out of it. "She's telling the truth." the woman said with a soft quiver in her voice. I saw the young man's face before my eyes opened for the final time. This is all I remember.

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I was in my deceased grandmother home with my husband and another couple we were going to get something to eat but on the way out my mother-in-law was sitting in the dining room sewing there was a black suit with white buttons on the back of a chair at the table with her we kept proceeding to the door and then my husband stopped and went in my grandmothers bedroom and got in the bed with my niece-in-law i then stated to him i thought we were going to eat and then i woke up

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I was in my deceased grandmothers home with my husband and another couple. We were going to get something to eat but on the way out my husbands mother was sitting in the dining room sewing. there was a black suit with white buttons on the back of a chair at the table with her. We kept proceeding to the door and then my husband stopped and went in my grandmothers bedroom and got in the bed with his niece. I then stated to him, I thought we were going to eat and then I woke up.

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My dad is unable, physically, to play baseball anymore but he was playing; he hit the ball hard and deep beyond the centre fielder, by the time they got the ball in he was only at second (being an extremely fast runner at one time) he looked at me and said "somethings wrong, I'm only at second base). there was a beer tent with spectators in it in the middle of the playing field. my friend jane was beside me and commented on my dad's hit, then proceeded to set her pet monkey down (she doesn't have one in real life). then my dad is on a pink couch dying, the crowd wouldn't let me through, he was really cold and people were putting blankets on him. i finally got through and kissed him; told him that he had to hang on, that i still needed him, please don't leave me. I was ready to do cpr on him if need be, he was getting stiff...no one called 911. i woke up before he died

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My car broke down and i went into a building i was completley comfortable in and already knew everyone. The street flooded and the cars vanished. A fat man snuck into an alter opening and drank the blood of a pig then died. Another man and myself were then giving seductive visions sending us into a state of utter desire. A young girl appeared and said your doing it wrong. Then proceded to please both men until they climaxed and black blood shot out everywhere. The girl turns into a pig demon and proceeds to destroy satin and taking over hell just to nestles in the ashes.

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Very gruesome dream i ever dreamt in these days…so cruel and harsh..it just came at a point of our life…We just shifted to a new home in the neighbour city to where we are living..we took an apartment to live in which is so economic..actually it went on good for while that we are playing inside and outside the lawn with the neighbors but….i got to know that some thing is going wrong..i noticed someone is trying to produce an report of witness that there is a bomb inside the apartment we are living…i found it pretty serious for a minute and got into my work later..but the morning…the housewarming function is going on..and something ticked my mind to not to stay in that place more..so.everyone is participating in the function except my aunt…she went away far from the apartment and i am letting my sister to take her away to the safe zone…down to steps ,when i came there i am in perplexion watching a secret code hanged with a witness stating that there is bomb inside the apartment and the word is “NAIL THROUGH” …i asked my aunt whether she knew about that..she said that uncle said me to be in safe zone i already knew that there are bombs to be detonated in the apartment..my inner voice said to what a whore she is..how can be so lavish not intimating everyone about such a dangerous matter…and the explosion started..bombs are being blasted with a huge sounds and our eyes filled with confusion about where to be..the bulding is totally being blasted and the some tiny parts of it are falling on us..and let my mom and sister pulling them to the safe zone more and more..we are recently became citizens of that new city we dont know where to go..we pulled our two wheelers and going out of that area…my mom with dad and my sis on my bike..we are trying to turn around and around..and how ever we are coming to the same place where the building is blasted ..finally we went to police station …. iam frigtened as the people who blasted the apartment are arrested and kept that station..i wondered how dad can take such a stupid decision of going to the police station…and that too ..so big the way ..we didnt directly went to chamber of the inspector..dad took us with a huge luggage to a place where the criminals are hanged and later to the place where the cops keep the corpse of the criminal and pray for the peace of criminal’s soul and then we are at the inspector..dad was so unclear about that and in mean while i took my sister to somewhere hoping atleast about her safety…in the way i noticed my friends (girls) ..they to noticed me and hello ed me..but when i tried to introduce my sister to them they ignored her..s o i left them to their fate and proceeded to my way…then something ticked them and all the girls starting for an attempt to be introduced to my sister …this time i ignored them and they all became dull for doing that..i can see fear in their eyes..but i didn’t moving from that place.. and kept my sister in the safe place..now iam free..now..i noticed a shore of river and it is beautiful now with a lighting..the river was so cool and calm …..the lighting kept in the river was cool and peace…i donated a coin to the beggar and i got a few friends who are extremely new to me..there.

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