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I have decided to ask this question while the dream is still vivid in my mind, i went to sleep at like 6 AM this morning and woke up at 10 AM. Than drifted in and out of sleep. I had a bad dream where there was this Mesquito/wasp that kept flying around, what i think was my right hand and it kept stinging my right hand and flying around it, I ran so that the bug couldn't keep stinging me,but no matter how much i tried to run it kept flying around my hand stinging me,the stinging got so bad that i tried to go to the police,a police motorcycle drove down the street and I waved at him to stop but he didn't he kept on going,i ran down to the end of my street to try to get to a police station for them to stop the stinging,i saw one of my aunt's and one of my uncle's at the end of the street corner, there was a tall field of grass at the end of it, my uncle wanted to lay down in it. I talked to him while he was trying to lay down in it and he said "now you know how i feel" or something i don't remember the full conversation,and than a angel appeared and said "get over it" i think,and he made the bug disappear,but just before it disappeared i could see myself laying down on a table naked, than it injected me with something,and then my eyes turned black(i don't think this happened at the time in the dream that I'm talking about,but i do remember this happening) than it stopped stinging me and i woke up. what did this dream mean? please note that, I don't dream, i just go to sleep,than it turns black for 2 seconds than i wake up and it's morning,could it be a Mesquito stung me while i was asleep? or something else i woke up at 12:16 PM afternoon and didn't go back to sleep. It is now 12:42 PM

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In real life, I am a brunette, but in my dream, I am a blonde. I'm in a prison cell, yet the room around my cell resembles that of a salon. Outside my cell are my "parents" arguing. The mother asks him how he could have kept my imprisonment from her. In my hand is a gray cellphone and a voicemail is playing and it said something like "Take a left at the door. Right down the hall. *There was a pause* Pretty..." and then it ended. My cell is now unlocked and I walk to the door of the salon, with the phone held to my ear. Suddenly, it's an old-fashioned tape-recorder, playing a different, but similar message as I walk down the sidewalk. Looking around the corner, I see a bald, buff man in a suit, I can't make out his face though. The recording says "Take a left down the hall. See the man. His name is Dog. Your nails look pretty." Turning, I run out onto the parking lot towards my dad (he is my real-life dad this time). He sees that I am scared and walks towards the direction of "Dog." That's all I can remember.

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I had two dreams in one, It was about going to concert of a famous singer. We were in the back and we couldn't see him so we went into this line that you could go on stage with him. then i remember being on stage and it just becomes me and him on the stage. this bad guy was chasing after us and we ran in to this underground thing under the stage and we started just talking to each other. Then i had another dream that the same thing happened i got on stage and we had to sign this ladies arm? and then he sat by these group of people and i said hey remember me, and he said Yes all excited. He made me stand up and he said lets go back to the hideout, and i said don't you have to preform and he said just come on so we snuck away and we went back to our underground place and we were playing around like we were getting married to stuffed animals then i went and tried to kiss him but he stopped me and said your going to go around saying you kissed me, so i backed off and said no i wouldn't but i'm really sorry i wont do that again, and i said don't forget me and he said never and i woke up. i don't have a boyfriend and real life and i don't like anyone. i've had several dreams about this popstar. and in the dreams i can see his face really clear.

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I seen a guy that I used to date at the store, I wasn't sure If it was him so i followed him and he turned around and saw me, I thought I could turn away and walk away but he seen me, then I remember us cuddling together on the floor of the store holding hands. It felt literally like we were holding hands. Then I remember us being at a family get together at a hall and I'm in a weird restroom with a bed and lockers. I also remember seeing my mom and sister, the last part I remember was me telling my mom to tell him I was going back to the party.

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In my dream, I am a blonde. I'm in a prison cell, yet the room around my cell resembles that of a salon. Outside my cell are my "parents" arguing. The mother asks him how he could have kept my imprisonment from her. In my hand is a gray cellphone and a voicemail is playing and it said something like "Take a left at the door. Right down the hall. *There was a pause* Pretty..." and then it ended. My cell is now unlocked and I walk to the door of the salon, with the phone held to my ear. Suddenly, it's an old-fashioned tape-recorder, playing a different, but similar message as I walk down the sidewalk. Looking around the corner, I see a bald, buff man in a suit, I can't make out his face though. The recording says "Take a left down the hall. See the man. His name is Dog. Your nails look pretty." Turning, I run out onto the parking lot towards my dad (he is my real-life dad this time). He sees that I am scared and walks towards the direction of "Dog." That's all I can remember.

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I am so scared that I had this dream. It was absolutely terrifying. I am so horrified right now, and I beg you for your help. I dreamed that I was with my dad. We were driving somewhere far away, perhaps to another town, and I had never been there before. We pulled up at a school, and I remember seeing a chain link fence, and a scoreboard, like the ones they use for sports. I got out of the car, and I knew that he was going to wait there until I was finished with whatever I was doing. I found myself in a library, but it was dark and people were screaming. There was so much death, there was a group of a few people killing everyone in the library. I suddenly was with my younger brother, and a man who I didn't know, but was a friend because of these circumstances. They went to go get help, and I don't know if I was supposed to follow them, but I heard them murdered with a knife, and I heard a choking sound as they died. I was in shock, and I felt nothing but grief for them. And terror for my own life. So I curled up on one of the shelves and pretended to be dead. One of the killers found me, and began talking to another killer. She started rubbing her hands along my side, and I thought that it was useless of me to play dead, and that she knew I was faking. So I opened my eyes, feeling so much fear. Then I found myself bound and sitting on the floor in between the aisles of books. The killers were all around me doing various things, and I knew I was the only one alive. I could tell they were preparing to kill me. I started sobbing, as being tortured is one of my greatest fears. I cannot describe my horror and absolute desperate terror. But I had given up, and knew there was no way I was going to escape. I continued sobbing, and the killers all came to me and tried to comfort me, saying they were going to kill me quickly. I felt comforted by this, but still felt myself clinging to life. Yet I had resigned myself to my fate. I then found myself sitting on a beige mat, the kind you usually see in the wrestling arenas. I was still bound, and sitting watching a small tv with the killers. We were watching a tape of the leader of the killers, and I remember knowing that these killers were a vast organization that no one knew about. As we were watching, the leader, who was old but still lethal and fit, was sparring with other killers. He swung onto the bars they use for gymnastics, but miscalculated, and crashed to the floor, in a sitting position. Everything around him turned black, but you could see him still. It was as if I was standing behind him, not looking through a tv screen. I watched all of his bones explode out of his body, forced out by the impact of his hit to the floor, yet there was no blood. I fellt horror at what i was witnessing, and deep revulsion. I was back in the room with the killers watching the tv. I saw the woman who had first found me cover her mouth and let out a strangled sob at the leaders death. She then turned stone cold, all emotion fled her face, and she turned to the killer next to me and asked him if he could "finish the job" meaning to kill me. He nodded. I then found myself being led through a construction zone, somewhere in the back of the building. There was a bunch of grey metal scaffolding set up, an I could hear saws and see sparks coming from someone welding. I saw men in bright green hospital suits walking up and down the cold grey metal scaffolding. I saw a group of 4 thugs leading a man out. The thugs were skinny, but tough an obnoxious in a sadistic, mentally insane way. The man was in a white hospital gown, and I could see blood dripping down it from several places along his torso and back. I remember feeling so intensely betrayed, as my killers had promised me a quick death when it was plain that they were going to torture me as they had this man. He seemed to have found a renewed strength, for he was at the end of his rope, and did not care if he was tortured. He only cared about not dying a coward, and not complying to these men. He stood in the middle of this noise and scaffolding, his thugs calling him a dog and telling the "dog" to come or they would hurt him more. I could tell that he was making this distraction so I could escape, and so that he could die with honor. I felt confident and dangerous and emotionless. I just let determination take over me, and I turned into a machine with just one sole purpose: to escape. I broke free from my killers, and I remember running down a white hallway with many doors. Two of the men in the bright green tries to stop me, but I hit them both in the throat with my forearm, stunning them and kept on running. I could tell that there were more following me, but I got outside and knew I had some time. I knew that they would not venture out of the compound, and that I had bought some time. I remember finding my dad in the truck, and must have told him what happened. He and I both had that emotionless determination, me to escape this place, and he to protect me. I jumped in the car and crouched down as he began to drive out of the school. I remember more chain link fences, and many school children and cars waiting to pick them up. One of the guards was a killer, disguised as a school security guard. My dad knew what he truly was, and leaned out of the window and told him if he wanted the agent, to phone him in the car two cars behind us. I knew my dad was trying to throw him off our trail, and the killer seemed to understand what my dad said, and went to interrogate the other car. We sped out of there, and I remember wondering how my father knew to say that. I thanked him for staying for me and being there for me, and I felt our bond as father and daughter grow to such a strength. We arrived at home, and I found myself in our dining room. It had white walls and a small wood table and chairs. I remember talking to my mother and father about what happened, and felt the old terror returning, but also a safety and comfort that I had from being back with my family and out of that place. I think my sorrow and fear and horror and terror all exploded out if me, for I screamed something, and found myself sobbing without control into my couch. I felt anger and such a deep sorrow and fear. I remember holding a swimsuit top and sobbing into it, it was olive green and had tiny flower patterns drawn into it. I remember sobbing into it, and I felt my mother behind me stroking my back, trying to comfort me, and I remember thinking to myself, wondering I I would ever get past what I had seen and felt. I awoke with tears in my eyes. I am so shaken by this, I am pleading to you for your help. Please help me understand. Thank you so very much.

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It starts off with me(but in female form) like Yoruichi Shihōin from bleach(not lieing) being the headmistress of a school, and me sitting on a desk talking to students and some teachers(im a very young head mistress) when somebody calls me to fix a fence/gate and i run over and i fix the gate, then i get called on again to go over to some place to open a lock, i run over, and there are two guys waiting for me, then this truck drives by and we all have to act natural cause they would catch us, so im laying down on the ground and the two(white) men are standing up with their arms crossed acting casually, then the truck drives by, and their is a security guard, there and one of the guys takes him out, while the other guy is the lookout, *please note that the lock is in like a square of fence wire, and i crawled in through a hole in the fence( to get inside) they got inside through the front gate, i try and fail the first time, then i respawn, and i try it again and the lock comes open, and idk if i die or something, but then the two men are in Antarctica(im assumeing cause it is snowing alot, and they have coats on, and they are on an ice burg, and there is a crane, and they put people on the crane and throw them off the iceburg useing the crane. what does this mean? please reply actually it was me, but in female form, and in female form i looked like, Yoruichi Shihōin from bleach, and i was also having lesbian sex with a female student(or maybe that was when i woke up out of the dream?) idk but i remember lesbian sex with a female student in my female form in the dream( seriously)

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