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This next dream I was traveling with family and friends. It was as if we were on a cruise ship, but I'm not certain. I went up a few floors to an office area, so I could make xerox copies of something without having to pay for it. I was trying to be very discreet about this, and yet, I was making a lot of copies too. At one point, I recall peeking in to see what number had just printed, and it was at 64, 65, 66, 67, 68 then I looked away again It was during the day, people about and such. Yet, there I was standing at the desk making the copies. I remember the machine sort of had a problem, and the copies were getting all tangled up--and I was again discreetly trying to arrange them. They were not misprinted just popping out of the machine so fast and going every which way, rather then being neatly piled up on the sheet before it. I needed it in order, so, I was trying to fix them as they came out of the machine without drawing a lot of attention to myself. At one point, my father appeared to me, (he is deceased, but in the dream was not). He was just checking on me to see if all was okay. I assured him all was, and he left to go find my mother and sister. Then, a bit later, my friend ,(also deceased), also came in to see what I was doing. Apparently I was up there at the copier for awhile. I had apparently missed breakfast and this friend of mine brought some muffins to eat. At that point, the copying I had to do was done, and I was gathering it all together and putting it in some sort of manageable order so I could get out before being found out. However, I also recall sitting on top of this desk and reaching into the paper bag to get a muffin. there were muffins, and long italian breads and such inside here-so more hten muffins. I also recall telling my friend that I really shouldn't eat these, as I'm not suppose to, but handed her a muffin and I think I took one out for myself, all the while we were giggling. Another weird part of this dream is that while I felt like the copier was on a desk--when I was finished, it was actually an old dresser that I own, and it was inside one of the drawers. But, that was not 'odd' at all in this dream. It seemed perfectly natural to me and my friend. We were not really inside a room, but like in a large opening, with other doors (to offices?) all around it. People were coming and going, but not paying me much mind.

Something about seeing robot demons that look like the robots from a show called My Life as a Teenage Robot. They were in my old best friend's "room" (a house I see sometimes in my dreams that I think always had that one friend living in it) and the birthday girl robot got the other robots to smash stuff in the room. Then I think I was out in the house's backyard with some classmates from last year: two guys, one girl (I think it was my friend I've been hanging out with since school started). One of the guys had on a normal shirt with a see through shirt on top that had lots of tiny holes in it. The bigger holes were only a few and on the back of the see through shirt. (When I told the guy, he didn't seem very surprised, like he didn't care.) Before i actually went over to my classmates, I was just laying a ways away in the grass but I turned and saw a small spider web with a spider on it in the grass. I looked and saw more tiny spiders around me, some very close. I went over to my classmates then. I was sitting by the girl, then suddenly I was sitting by the guy with the holes in his shirt. after that I was inside In my old friend's "room" but there were no robots, just my friend and another girlwith her. They were having fun and even let me take pictures of them but when I tried to send them the pictures, my phone was doing all sorts of stuff like I was actually on it. Then my dream changed into something I can't remember but i think my grandpa was in it. Then it went back to my friends house. I left then walked halfway across the street then looked backed and saw her moms shadow downstairs in the kitchen and her dad walking downstairs (both i saw through wondows, one downstairs and one at the top of the stairs). I went back to the house and suddenly I was outside the second floor window, opening it pretty quietly and got in. I saw the dad and little brother at the bottom of the stairs and the dad paused and I knew I had to move before he turned around. I did and felt I'd made it just in time, unseen. I went into my friend's room but neither my friendnor the other girl was there so I left through the stairs ewindow again (no one at the bottom of the stairs) and tried to leave quietly. The window messed upand made a loud crashing noise which alerted the people downstairs (I think only the mom and dad). I dropped in a hurry and ran back across the street and only got halfway before I realized I was covering my chest because I had no shirt or bra on. My top half was completely naked. Then my dream ended.

Since I was 16 and now I'm 20 and he's 19, I've been dreaming like every night of a very special Argentinian guy That I've been stalking for 4 years and I neither have the courage to talk to him nor to get him to know about me. Seriously! I'm so inlove with him that I can't stop thinking about him day and night...To be honest, I'm totally obsessed with him! Well, I always see him coming to me in my dreams, calling me, talking to me, kissing me, following me wherever I go, holding my hands and smiling to me, hanging out with me... I sometimes dream of his home, family, friends, and the places he goes...he often appears so afraid of losing me, hurting me, leaving me, missing me...and when I run he runs after me Like a fool would do and calling my name out loud to stay and never leave him promising me to love me back just like I love him..in every dream, we are like that ''perfect couple'' But in fact, this guy doesn't even know me, my name or my existence! so what does it mean ? I'm so confused that I really need some explanation and Thanks a lot!

My best friend was getting married, but everything kept messing up so i told her she wasn't ready for marriage and she intern said i was crazy and she was getting married anyway so i supported her decision, so she was at the altar about to say her vows then a marching band came crashing through her wedding. every step of the way there was an interruption in the wedding i sat there thinking she was not ready to many things happened to stop this wedding and she went along with it any way

I dreamed that I woke up and went to the bathroom to look in the mirror. When I looked in the mirror I had long gray hair with a part in the middle. I began to panic because of how I looked in the mirror. So I went in the living room,and saw six men sitting down talking. Although I was shocked at how the men appeared in my house, I also wanted to know why? Once I saw this I walked down the hallway halfway to my dad's room, and there was a figure dressed in a black cloak. When it turned around to face me it was a evil witch. I then ran to the front room thinking the men would protect me, and the witch turned them into dust. Then it looked at me with a large mouth and said,"I got you you lazy bum!"

Dream In a two storey house with Brooke. Went to go to bed. I was upstairs watching a tv show on my laptop or iPad. Brooke came into my bedroom saying how hot it was and wanted me to check the temp. it was 21.7. She wanted to leave the house unlocked. I didn't. I went down to lock everything to find no door locked. Outside the neighbours had parked their 4wd in our carport. I believe they did that because our parents were out. I noticed a pride of huge lions approaching the house. They were large and in colour, the orangey-yellow lion colour. I fidgeted to lock the gate infront of the 4wd outside. There was a paddock of some sort to the left side of the driveway. The lions were approaching the front fence. I ran inside to lock the back door but struggled with it. Brooke said leave it open to cool the house down. I told her about the lioness outside and she said its ok, they won't come into the house and began to open the door. I felt very uneasy and frightened! I imagined them getting inside. I wondered where our pets were (a dog, Ben I think and I also think there was a cat)

I was sneaking into Robin’s house--a large house with large windows and wood paneling--at night time, because it was pitch black outside. I had some of his old dishes that I wanted to wash and then leave at his place before anybody got home to see me; in my mind, that was really sneaky of me and would make him feel stupid, because that would be my final legacy, and he would have to carry the guilt of knowing I was there, but that he never got to see me again. Then I could hear a noise coming from the next room over, but I found out that it was his mom who had entered the house from the back door. She was very friendly and talking stories with me, but I told her I wanted to leave before Robin got home; her response was that he had been there all along and she took me to his room to see him. I think it was the master bedroom. Jason was there, lying in the bed with Robin. They both got up, Jason said hi to me, and I quickly turned to go. Robin got up and started chasing after me, talking the whole time; I slapped/punched him, and he asked why I did that; I told him that just because I was in his house didn’t mean I wanted to talk to him and that “I was just bringing back his shit.”

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