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I was in college at Full Sail college in Florida, and was working at a cafe on the campus. My ex boyfriend all the way back from highschool, Daron, came in. I didn't know that it was him. He got breakfast, and I walked over to his table to give him his food. As I was setting the plate of eggs and bacon on the table, he glanced at the ring on my finger that was of my name. "Your name is Sarina?" he asked. "Yes, why?" I asked. He stared at me for a moment. And then he asked "What's your last name?" I looked at him confused and I said, "Humbert. Why?" His eyes got really big and his jaw dropped. "Sarina Humbert, like the Sarina I dated back in highschool?" He asked. "I don't know you, I only moved here to go to college, I think you have me confused with someone else." I said, kind of freaked out. "No, I'm Daron. Daron Arnold!" He said, expectingly. Then my jaw dropped because I realized he really did know who I was. "I have to get to class. But, could we meet up here at the Cafe after classes are over? I'd like to hang out with you and catch up!" he said. "Uh.. okay, sure." I said. So when our classes were over, we met up at the Cafe again. "You look really pretty." He said while smiling. "Thank you! You uh.. look pretty good yourself!" I said while blushing. Then we left and went for a walk on the beach nearby. We talked about our lives, and important things that have happened to us since we had last talked to eachother. We really seemed to hit it off. It was getting dark because the sun was setting. He stopped walking and turned to face me, looking into my eyes. "I want to tell you something." He said. "Okay?" I said, confused. "When all of that happened a few years ago... I didn't want to break up with you. I was 18 and you were only 15. I felt uncomfortable." He said. "I understand that..." I said, feeling confused. "I have missed you since we stopped talking. And it's ironic that after all this time here we are at the same college. This may sound crazy but I want to try again." He said. "What do you mean?" I asked. "I want you to be my girlfriend again. I think we can make it work." He said. I smiled, thinking that this couldn't be happening. I missed him too. I looked up at him, and began to speak but he cut me off by kissing me on the lips. And after all that time, we were back together again. Then I woke up.

Grandpa was younger - a successful pastor. speaking against the political situation in egypt and how supporting giants like mcdonalds would support america but supporting something else would help egypt be protected against muslim powers. the people in the video clip were bobble heads walking around but they had faces of people in our family - all my aunties, uncles, grandparents family, cousins etc. dead mother not present in dream. then dreamt about my aunty walking with me and giving me advice - we went to a pool table and she was like "do it like this, but not like this" etc -giving me what to do and what not to do". I remember a large amount of pressure being on me and how nervous i was, and then i missed the first hit. i dont remember the subsequent hits after that. old teacher we had a conversation on paper in red marker, i dont remember what it was about. but then other people got involved and some papers went missing, to make it look like it was against me, and the writing was in another colour. then there was this huge investigation into it. strange! also dreamt (i think) i was speaking to friend on the internet and she sent me something to test me out and then i was - i dont remember this part of the dream exactly but i do remember feeling like i was being tested. i also dreamt of favourite teacher and she was a younger skinnier version and she just walked past me.

So I had a dream that I had a boyfriend who was my best friend Matt. We loved each other and were happy together. Then one day we were walking and we got seperated and I started to wonder in a forest. Snow appeared as I walked. Then I fell and land somewhere. It began to snow and I was getting cold and no one came. Then a house was i front of me. A door opened and a man covered in a black cloak appeared in front of me. I was so scared and I wanted to scream but I didn't make a sound as he got closer. This is it, I thought to myself. I closed my eyes and when I opened them, I was inside the wooden home. I was on a bench and he was there cooking food. I had a blanket over me and a pillow under my head. He looked tall and had a long black cloak on him. He came closer and helped me up and gave me a sip of the soup. Then when I was supposed to sleep I asked if I could hold his hand. I didn't know why but I felt guilty because I had Matt. He held my hand. It was cold and it was a skinless hand. It was only bone. Then his hand warmed up and out of nowhere flesh began building up on his hand. After sometime I stayed there, he had a full flesh body an looked like a teenager that was not older than me. He had blood tuning through his veins and he had a heart that was beating. When I first saw him, he looked dead but now he's alive. We fell in love and I stayed with him.

I recieved a phone call from the police stating something about a death and I misunderstood them thinking they were trying to sell me something and said i wasnt interested, they urgently shouted NO NO NO as if they were afraid I would hang up before hearing the news that my son had been murdered. I collapsed to the floor in disbelief as they explained that my son was on the phone with his dad but suddenly said he had to go, his dad reported to police that he sounded frightened. 30 seconds later after ending the call with dad had dialed 9-1-1 and three minutes later my son was found murdered. I yelled at the detective on the phone that I had just had that very dream three days prior. and then i woke up sobbing and crying, yelling in my sleep

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