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Was sitting in the living room and I noticed ed a big woman standing in my front door with a scarf on her head and she was smiling, I raised from the sofa and shut and locked the door My daughter spoke a name Carolyn I said you know her she said no. I noticed there were 2 ladies walking through my house from the kitchen I immediately stood again and rushed the strangers out and locked the door again now my daughter is sweeping up glass from the floor with a crimson colored broom and she said I broke your phone, I said that's a lot of glass, my granddaughter and I walked in the kitchen and there were 2 white doors and we locked both of them. I was distracted by noise coming g from a lap top I tried to shut it off and u couldn't. As I entered the living room again my my daughter was now sitting in rhe family room across from the living room she was sitting on rhe floor braiding her daughter hair. At that moment there was a young man walking through the house he had a sky blue hood on that covered his face he reached into his pocket and threw 4 small items behind my daughter the items floated to the floor as I counted 1 2 3 4, my daughter finally noticed es him at that moment we stopped talking and we could read each other thoughts, I watched him go into my living room and he disappeared, daughter told me with her mind I'm going to get my gun. My granddaughter and I tipped to the second floor. There were 4 white doors.i entered 1 and locked it. I was rumbling through my dresser to look for my gun. My eyes became heavy I turned ti the door and a tree rose from the floor like a stick tree it was filled with birds not chirping but fluttering like the knew me. I turned and another door appeared there were 2 fingers holding a small glass under the door the glass was beautifully engraved with solid gold it was mesmerizing. I started to look gor my phone to call my daughter to check on her because everything was silence an S I looked for my phone I noticed my granddaughter was siu d asleep that quick with her eyes wide open. I was so tired I could barely move the dream has now become magical with the beautiful black and grey birds with white stripes under their wings. My phone rang in real time and I woke up feeling mystical like people were using my house as a method of transporting.

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My dream begins with me being at home checking my email on my phone. I had just received a message from the ACT company stating that I got a 24 on my test, which was a big deal to me because a 24 is what I needed to get in order to accepted into the college I want to go to. (My very first time taking the ACT was the day prior to this dream so I can understand why something that has been on my mind so much would be in my dream). Suddenly walking into my old middle school for class. I see a group of my friends and converse with them about my ACT scores and the bell for first period rings. So I start walking to class with my friends when I realize I am going in the complete opposite direction of where my class is located. So I turn around to run to class before first hour starts and I drop my backpack and all its contents spill out into the hallway. I bend down to start picking them up and a friend (Carolyn) begins to help me. Then the fire alarm goes off and all of my friends seem extremely confused, as am I. A teacher that had been walking our way says it's just a drill and tells us to proceed outside. Well as I begin walking out the doors, there is a giant crashing sound and my friend Carolyn turns and yells at me,“Allison! They're saying this isn't a drill and we need to go to the office!” This threw me off because anyone with a half a brain would know that during a fire you are supposed to exit the building, not hide in the office. But Carolyn ran inside so I went after her to pull her back outside. When I reach the doors and get inside the school Carolyn is already at the end of the hallway and turning the corner and I continue after her. But I am running excruciatingly slow. When I finally reach the corner I turn into this gargantuan lobby, where students and teachers are running around like mad. Up on the walls I notice the giant steaming tanks, they resemble water tanks in a way. Each one has a giant light on them and the two of them are flashing red and steaming. The third ones light was glowing green but then begins to flash red as well. So, I'm fighting my way through the crowd and yelling at people to evacuate the building, and trying to get to the front office to see if Carolyn is in there. When I reach the office every one inside is very calm acting and trying to figure out what is wrong. To my right there is a giant black window, the kind that is see through but only on one side. I assumed it was a window that my principal looked through to make sure the office ladies were doing their job. So I ran into my principal's office and he is not there, I look beneath his desk to see if Carolyn is hiding there, but she isn't. Eventually I give up and bolt out the front doors of the school and down the street. As I am running I hear the sound of a giant explosion but I dont look back at the school. Then, I begin thinking to myself, “I know how this dream ends. I'll be running down the street and someone will try to abduct me. Because this has happened to me in past dreams.” Thankfully that was not the case, because quite frankly I am sick of kidnapping dreams too. I see a taxi driving down the street and I flag it down. The driver stops abruptly in the middle of busy traffic and I run towards it. As I climb into the passenger seat, a man driving a mini van behind the taxi yells, “Your driver is drunk!” I peer into the car and the woman behind the wheel does appear to be intoxicated and the silver flask in her right hand doesn't make thing seem any better. I turn to the man and say, “Well would you like to drive me?” I then climb into the car and tell the taxi driver I needed her to take me to the police station so I can report the explosion and then to my mothers work so I can tell her what happened. Also I notice that I have no money with me so I tell the driver, “I can't pay you right now because I don't have any money, but I will pay you when I get to my mom.” The driver seems a little agitated at first about not being paid immediately but she warms up to me. As we are driving around the town I notice that we are passing iconic places that have happened in my dreams. *** you see in my dreams, any place that I visit is a somewhat more twisted version of the real life one. For example I had a dream recently about a local amusement park and the park wasn't the exact same as it was in my dreams.*** I guess we really did take a scenic route because night fall was nearing and the driver took a wrong turn, and we came to a dead end. Once again I assumed this dream would turn into a nightmare, but she just turned around and went the right way. The driver was a very friendly latina woman, we talked about our lives and family and etc. Finally I come home and I run inside and the woman leaves. I remember thinking about how I forgot to pay her, but I got over it. So the dream skips forward a bit, I can't remember what exactly happened between these two parts but the second part is a recurring dream. I am hanging out with another good friend of mine and both of our dads. I am currently texting a boy that I guess I had a fling with in the past? Maybe another dream? Anyways we are talking and I am debating to pursue this kid in a romantic way but I have a lot of commitment issues so I am extremely hesitant. The boy is from another town and suddenly I am driving the kid back to his house, but before we can get on the high way to take him home an officer stops me and tells me I cant drive this boy home because he doesn't have a permit.. There is some sort of giant prison in the background casting a shadow, and something is written on the building in white paint but I can't remember what it was. Then I go into some sort of montage featuring all the officers that have stopped us on our multiple attempts to leave the town and take the boy home. Suddenly I'm at the top of a platform that is equal height with the prison building next to us. In front of me are thin, and steep winding roads. A tall women with white hair in a pixie cuts jumps onto a motorcycle resembling the kinds from the movie Tron. I immediately take after her, chasing her down. I don't know the woman but my gut is telling me to chase her down. Suddenly my motorcycle hits a bump and flies into the air, I hit a helicopter that is flying about and speculating the chase. I get a glimpse of the woman sighing and saying “Thank god she is finally dead.” But I'm not. I emerge from the helicopter and accidentally fall into a building. I'm in this purple room that looks like a young girls room. The lighting makes it seem like its about 2 in the afternoon, I wouldn't know because something giant and purple is blocking the window. I look closely and its a pile of toys. All sorts of stuffed animals are being crammed up against the window. I know that the only way out of this room is by getting out of the window, so rip the blinds of the wall and open the window as high as it will go. I begin pulling stuffed animals through to make room for me to crawl through. Finally I've created a hole and make my way to the top of the pile. Finally when I am standing on top of the pile there are all these children playing in it. Almost excitedly because they had the toys taken from them and I am returning them. The pile suddenly shifts downwards into another old dilapidated building. To my left through a giant hole in the wall I can hear the evil white haired woman talking to me. Sarcastically congratulating me for bringing happiness and toys to the kids around me. She then goes on about this massive weapon that she cant wait to use on me in the other room. I proceed in there and lo and behold there is some sort of laser standing in front of us. But before she can kill me these kids all join up on her and attack her with the toys and we eventually end up pushing her down a hold in the floor to her ultimate demise. And then I wake up.

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I don't remember much, but I do recall that I was sitting in a restaurant with Carolyn, my TA from my queer theory course. It's fuzzy, but I feel like we were talking, laughing, drinking red wine. All of a sudden our conversation seemed to turn serious. Then, out of nowhere we're outside, walking with my professor behind the two of us. My arm is around Carolyn (either affectionately or because she is cold) and we start talking about snow. Everything around us is stark white--the houses, the mailboxes, covered in snow. So, I reach down to make a snowball to throw at her, and the snow, which was once soft-looking, turns out to be hard packing-snow. I try to make a snowball, but I can't, instead grabbing a huge chunk of snow that looks like an anvil, and just stare at it for some time before making a snowball and throwing at her. Meanwhile, she's running away from the snow, laughing, screeching, and the snow ball just seems to follow her into oblivion, ever moving on a straight line.

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I was much younger, hanging out with a bunch of girls that were friends. I can't remember who they were or from what time of my life specifically. There was this blond guy that they were all fawning over. I didn't really talk to him. The next thing I know, I'm in a tiny room with him. The only things in the room are a small table and rock. The rock was oblong and had sunglasses it. The sunglasses were made out of that plastic color form removable sticker stuff like we had when we were kids. I pulled off the sunglasses and I love you Carolyn was painted on the rock. I didn't say anything. I walked out of the room. The room opened up into a giant operational lumber mill. A woman was holding a giant push broom. I approached her. It was Katie Holmes. I asked what she was doing there. She said that they let her stay in one of the little rooms if she swept up all of the sawdust.

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