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First, it started out that I was Harry Potter and it seems to me it was the 7th year, no Voldemort around. I was learning to find out the true story on Dumbledore's death and that he was a zombie ever since he wore that ring that made his hand black. Snape explained he was already dead before he fell to the ground. Suddenly, I was dealing with psycho lady with her power. I was one of the powerpuff girls. We were trying to drag her up the mountain and distracted her as much as possible. Of course, we were fighting against her and trying to get her to stop trying to kill us. She ended up having her weapon going against her and it killed her. The next thing we knew was her son used repetitive karate skills attack.He tried to be more on the escape with us and we managed to drag him. He was powering down his energy of fighting once we got up to the mountain. He wouldn't sleep, though. I somehow became Danny Phantom and tried to use use my Cryonkinesis power to ice the boy down to sleep. Times flew by, I turned into the boy with all that karate moves and tried to attack violently to escape. I had to go back to do something, but others were following me. They caught me and waited for me to calm down. I looked around in the room I was held in and it was a kitchen. I knew it wasn't a kitchen before and saw two people. Erik and me, only older.We were like 10 years older, but we were so close and laughing happily. Erik and me had a friend in this time world - who seems to be a chef. The chef was friendly with me - I was still that karate violent kid. He was telling me how long I have been asleep for. I didn't believe him, but everything was much more futuristic stuff. Erik explained that I slept in for 140 years, and so did they - Erik and me. Of course, I noticed my body and how my hips/waists were wider. It meant I was pregnant in the past. Erik and me used to be together, but had a child? It even looked like I was pregnant again in this time. They knew I'd wake up in this time because Winter is no longer existing on this mountain.

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I dreamt I was in an airplane asleep. When I awoke, I looked down and could see the ocean - deep and calm. The plane was quite low to the ocean. I started searching for my knap-sak and I heard someone say in the background that I had been asleep for over 24 hours. But there was nobody else on the plane. So I reached for my bag, fastened the seat belt and held onto the bag. The plane landed in a field of long green grass. It looked like an overgrowth. As the plane landed a man approached me and asked if I was ok and if I had a good flight. I stared at him as I didn't even know where I was. I cannot remember what the man looked liked either.

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I am sitting in my second period classroom in a different seat than I usually do. A different teacher is also talking to the class, sitting on a familiar wooden stool. She isn’t teaching, she is just making conversation. Everyone is packed up and I get the sense that we are waiting for a call to let us go. I check the clock and it is about eleven am. The class keeps talking and I become impatient. When my teacher finally dismisses us, I turn around and notice it is 3:00 pm! I’m confused on why we have stayed in one class for four hours. The dream suddenly changes to a warm, candlelit dining room. The walls are light colored and the chairs dark wood. There’s even a tablecloth with set crystal glasses. I’m sitting next to my brother and sister, who for some reason are now Caucasian. My father is Dennis Quaid and he is warning us to be nice. Somehow I already know that the mother in my dream has died months ago and my father is just now finding a new woman, and she is coming over for dinner. My white brother and sister are sullen, but I am welcoming. She rings the doorbell and my father dashes up to open the door. My father’s prospective girlfriend , tall and blond, walks in and is seated my father. My brother and sister say hello reproachfully and I smile warmly and introduce myself. We are making awkward conversation when a letter is delivered for my father. He opens it and it is written by someone who has his exact same handwriting. It’s signed in by his name, with blood dried onto the signature. My father says that it threatens us to leave the house and nothing bad will happen. It’s strange because the letter is written to my father, from my father, and dated in the future. I wake up.

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Sunday night I had a dream about meeting One Direction at one of their concerts. My friends and I won tickets to a sold out concert in San Francisco and we also got backstage passes to meet the band. Instead of driving ourselves to the city, we got picked up in a helicopter and got dropped off on the roof of the concert hall. With front row seats, we got to touch their hands and feel the heat from the stage lights. They performed their entire album and we sang along to each and every song. During their performance of “One Thing,” I got invited to go onto stage so they could sing to me in front of the entire crowd of over 2,000 people. After the three hours concert ended, my friends and I went backstage to wait to meet everyone from One Direction. When they came out we all screamed with excitement and ran up to all of them. We took at least 30 pictures with them and I got to have some nice conversations with Harry Styles and Zayne Malik.

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I was sitting home alone on a stormy evening. All of a sudden there was a knock on the door, which struck me as odd since no one was supposed to be home for another two hours. So I sat still and pretended not to hear anything, but the knock came again. The air around me became cold and lifeless. As if I was inhaling chalk. Then I heard it, the sharp bullet fire followed by the cracking of wood. The door hinge dropped lifelessly to the floor, followed by the door itself. Then a man wearing all black was in its place. Immediately I sprung up and lunged for the back door, but the man was trailing at my heels. Then as if I had went through a wormhole of time I was running through the slummy streets of a crime filled city, the fiend still close behind. I’m running so fast my feet don’t feel a part of my body anymore, I sharply turn but am reluctant to find myself trapped in a dead end alleyway. As I frantically turn he has the gun pointed to my forehead, before he gets the chance to shoot I’m jolted awake.

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Tuesday night I had a dream that I was chosen from District 7 to fight in the Hunger Games. I was sent away from home to a training camp that was all the way in London. My best friend, who was also from District 7, was also chosen to fight in the Hunger Games. During one of our training days in camp, my friend found a dead mouse on the ground and decided to throw it at my face. Disgusted, I picked it back up and shoved it down his shirt. Then the mouse came back to life and bit him in the stomach. During the next training day, we were swimming in the lake to complete an obstacle course. The first three to complete the course would be given free time to relax and watch the members from the other Districts complete the hardest training task at the camp.

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