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I dreamed about being in a game show called Zombie Apocalypse, where people had to try and keep from turning into zombies. The players were in pairs, and I was with my best friend. They served mountains of ramen noodles for dinner the first night, which was awesome. The next day, the food was poisoned so as to turn you into a zombie. It was all fruit. My partner and I snuck and ate leftover ramen noodles. Eventually, I was the only survivor, and was about to get infected when the dream switched to me being in a guy I dislike' s room, and he yelled at me. I had to grab three different versions of my favorite hat off of his bed, and then i was in the school's gym and my least favorite teacher said "Don't milk it." while texting.

A dolphin came to my house, and was too dry because it was out of water so I healed it by covering it in water from buckets I filled up to help it, and gently stroked the dolphin until it felt better. Then my parents called an animal center to help the dolphin get back to the ocean. The dolphin would come visit every few days until finally once I ran outside, running to catch the dolphin before it went back into the woods (where it was living?) and yelled, and it heard my voice and turned around and we were running towards each other but then the aquarium came and sucked up the dolphin into this giant spaceship and I was horrified.

1697 - There is a feeling blackness and desolation where once productivity and sense of community took place. “When I arrived, windows were closed up; tapestries covering windows. You could tell there was pillaging and evacuation with the arrival of this new emerging power. Where when I arrived, it was flourishing. The thick walled gates have been damaged. When it once smelled earthy, now is stench and filth. Now it is just a castle in the middle of nowhere with occasional lost chicken or animals running loose. 1697 KRK – ah, a stoney sectional-multi level house surrounded by cypress and pale yellow roses. The cliff drops off to one side, sloping down into the water. Deep blue water. The furniture here is not as thick and woodsy as (Lika castle) but more primitive of animal skin. There is a window that looks out into the water. Sun shines through it! Terraces looking out over cliffs. There is a small kitchen, where of, course, I love to spend time. Herbs grow in windows, and bouganvilla in pots. I don’t really feel cold, but love the smell of wood burning in a stove. When we arrived, walls were cracked and there were no potted plants of color. There is a little notch of a private cove were we dock a wooden boat. Sometimes at night, we would take a lantern and fish for silver fish. They are drawn to the light. We keep a mule for carrying provisions up. A goat. Some chickens, some pigs. Our diet is mostly fish and vegetables, cheese I make. You make cheese? I laugh, yes. Cook has been with me a long time. She has been my right and left angel wings. Lost her husband about five years ago, all knotty fingered from years of hard hard work. Never a complaint. You need to remember that we have to be discreet, in hiding. No music. No friends. Little laughter. A lot of contemplation. A time to tell my story. Sometimes, my eyes are so weighed down with the darkness of death. Here I don’t have to dress in accordance with the social status of my relations.

I dream i was in my mother house talking to her, it seemed that we was up stairs in her bedroom. then a knock was on the door my mother and I started to walk down the stairs and my mother asked who it was and the man said he was my cousins son so my mother opened the door the man came in with two grocery bags my mother asked why he had those bags he said it is your birthday is it not, she looked at me and went up stairs , the man was walking up stairs with me I told him you look just like your dad, then I went where my mother was I looked into my wallet and saw a lot of folded money mostly ones and change I wanted to leave and go to the flower shop and go get my mother some flowers for her birthday as a surprise, it was the month of july.

I dream i was in my mother house talking to her, it seemed that we was up stairs in her bedroom. then a knock was on the door my mother and I started to walk down the stairs and my mother asked who it was and the man said he was my cousins son so my mother opened the door the man came in with two grocery bags my mother asked why he had those bags he said it is your birthday is it not, she looked at me and went up stairs , the man was walking up stairs with me I told him you look just like your dad, then I went where my mother was I looked into my wallet and saw a lot of folded bills mostly ones and change I wanted to leave and go to the flower shop and go get my mother some flowers for her birthday as a surprise, it was the month of july.

I have had this dream before but not in years. I was being chased by these people who were family but I think they were vampires. My mom and brother were captured but my sister, who did not look anything like my sister, had already been turned and had to chase me. There was something special about me that they needed apparently. I could fight, but not very well, so I ran. Oh and everyone in my family did not look like my actual family. But my vampire sister chased me around what looked like a New York style of Coralville. At some point I found my dad, who apparently I have not seen in forever, and he had a car and let me drive it. My friends called me while driving and were saying my dad's cars are always the best. And then we got home which was one bedroom only and that was it. That was the house. That one room. It was cluttered with old stuff of mine and my dads stuff. My sister found me, dad disappeared, and I ran again. I went in a circle and hid under the bed. There were 2 or 3 other people there who were my friends and tried to confuse my sister, which worked for a little bit. But then found me and I found an old song that I had written that my dad had kept. It had interesting metaphors. I read it and my sister started to cry. And I realized something. My dad came in, saw the song which he had constructed something that when you looked at it, the objects made the lyrics. And he started to sing it, but in this evil like, angry voice. And I told him that it made my sister cry and I realized he was behind it all, and my sister came onto my side.

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