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So in the dream, the professor started getting worse with me, but I didn't act on it cause I didn't want him to fail me. But one day, it was me and 2 other friends hanging out in a dorm, and this professor is just chillin there in a big comfy chair with us casually. And he happened to say something to me that triggered me to finally go off on him. And he and I got in a huge fight, and I basically destroyed him with my words. Then after the fight I went straight to academic services to complain about how The professor has treated me wrong. But on the way to acedemic services, I saw the professor with his hair dyed black and hair combed perfectly fluffy in a corner eating food and coughing from what I assume was some sort of cancer. So I felt bad for him, and made eye contact, even though I didn't want to. And upon eye contact he did that "I'm gonna kill you" thing with his finger across his throat. Then i continued onto acedemic services and told the people everything and said I wanted to not be in his class anymore, but they said I couldn't switch out. So then I told the school I would drop out if I couldn't switch, and then shifted my argument that the professor should be fired even though he has tenure and started to cry. Then the dream fast forwarded like two months when I was living peacefully, but the professor who wound up being fired kept on trying to kill me, because I took away the one thing he enjoyed doing- having a false sense of authority over people as a professor. So he continued to hunt me until he eventually died of that initial cancer.

Last night I had the driving and flying dream. It started off with me driving on a very bumpy road straight up in the sky and over the ocean. I immediately became aware that I was dreaming and said out loud..."oh no, not this dream again". After I said that I had control over the dream and decided to drive off of the side of the road and over the ocean. For some reason I knew that I would begin to fly if I did this. So then I was blissfully flying over the ocean at night and the sky was full of stars and reflecting off of the ocean. And I was telling God out loud how beautiful it was. Then suddenly I couldn't move my arms anymore to fly and started to fall into the ocean. As I hit the surface of the ocean my hand swung down and splashed myself in the face. I felt every ounce of the cold water and it immediately woke my up from my dream. Thoughts? Thank you.

So, in my dream I walked into my woods and in real life theres just one straight path to my right and to my left there's my neighbors house. In my dream I walked down and the mans house was another path. The path to my left was a bright and heaven like path and the one to my right was dark and scary. Then I was walking down the right path and a woman dressed in white with white hair appeared and I ran away screaming. What does it mean if it has meaning at all?

I'm being beaten and yelled at inside an elementary school by classmates that are now elementary school age and my old teachers. They tell me I'm worthless and stupid. Eventually I scream for help and then the floor rips apart to create a huge crevice. They all fall into the crevice and it closes up on them. I get up and turn around when I notice a young boy in the room. He has black hair and black clothes. His eyes are red. I ask him who he is and he tells me he's the devil. The crevice starts to open again. The boy takes my hand and leads me out of the school. Once we are outside its bright and warm. He starts leading me down the road that goes straight to my towns play ground. The school starts on fire and I hear screaming. I turn to look and I see a man. He's wearing a robe and has long brown hair. He doesn't say anything. Just follows us. Once we reach the park, the boy tells me everything will be okay. The man just stands far off but still in sight.

I dreamt that my co-worker and I had to spend the whole night in Hardware Hank because we were waiting for freight to come in. We couldn’t sleep because we had no idea when the truck driver was coming, and we could not leave the store until it was done. In my dream, we were there for like five days straight just waiting for him. The weird thing is that nobody else came into work in the mornings. So, we were the only two there for five days. We had to eat and drink all of the candy and pop we had in the store just to survive. Once we got to leave, we were both fired for staying at the store so long and eating all of the merchandise. I don’t even remember the truck coming now that I think of it.

For three times this week, i dreamt about my ex with a phone. In the first dream, i could only see him from across the street but i could see that he was holding his phone. In the second dream, he was in front of me but we were with a group of friends. We weren't talking but he was on the phone with someone else. I was so upset so i left and went to another room. In the third dream, he and i were acting like a couple. He then pulled out a grey phone and started to make a call. I jokingly asked him if he was calling another woman. He suddenly got in a bad mood and said that i should get my facts straight before i say anything. He walked out and never appeared in the dream again. If it helps, i haven't talked to this person in a few months. He and i never really talked about the break up. Things just fell out of place and each time i tried to talk to him he just ignored me. We used to work together but i had to move to another state. He never said goodbye to me before i left.

So in the dream, the professor started getting worse with me, but I didn't act on it cause I didn't want him to fail me. But one day, it was me and 2 other friends hanging out in a dorm, and this professor is just chilling there in a big comfy chair with us casually. And he happened to say something to me that triggered me to finally go off on him. And he and I got in a huge fight, and I basically destroyed him with my words. Then after the fight I went straight to academic services to complain about how The professor has treated me wrong. But on the way to academic services, I saw the professor with his hair dyed black and hair combed perfectly fluffy in a corner eating food and coughing from what I assume was some sort of cancer. So I felt bad for him, and made eye contact, even though I didn't want to. And upon eye contact he did that "I'm gonna kill you" thing with his finger across his throat. Then i continued onto academic services and told the people everything and said I wanted to not be in his class anymore, but they said I couldn't switch out. So then I told the school I would drop out if I couldn't switch, and then shifted my argument that the professor should be fired even though he has tenure and started to cry. Then the dream fast forwarded like two months when I was living peacefully, but the professor who wound up being fired kept on trying to kill me, because I took away the one thing he enjoyed doing- having a false sense of authority over people as a professor. So he continued to hunt me until he eventually died of that initial cancer.

I met a boy I have not seen in a long time. We got into a fight. My hair was long and black and straight and he pulled it. He had emo hair, dyed black. All he was wearing was black, skinny jeans, a t-shirt, and converse. My clothes were the same items but had different decorations. Late we were in a car. He said something insulting and I pushed him out the window. I felt really guilty. Later on we were lying on his bedroom floor and having a deep conversation. He had seen the recent cuts that I had done on my wrists. He did because my gel bands moved too far out of place. I ended up snuggling my face into his chest. I guess we both fell asleep, because of a panicked scream from hus mother. I was not supposed to be seeing him. My parents thought he was a drug addict but he was not. Because they confronted his parents about it they got into a fight. That is why i was not supposed to see him. I was scared and he was defending me. He did used to do drugs, but he had told me that night he had gotten over his addiction for me.

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