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I got a dream where viswanath, km and me were there. So we went to viswanath for some sort of class like he was teaching something. There was Divya beside me so I asked her if the pen was mine, she was so surprised and looking at me, I told her if it's yours let it be, check once and let me know if it's not just return to me. Later in the other scene there was one girl who was very fat so viswanath took her to by telling "tell me what happened that day clearly" (the girl was a abit frightened) along with viswanath km also went to my surprise. So I was writing some notes in my note book, to my utter surprise the book is English grammer and some theory which belongs to my mom, where I have written my name on it, but I observed it was scratched neatly. In the front page there was an old name some ancestral name starting with M. In the next scene, there was a nandini old friend of mine, where she was telling me km told me everything that you were abit upset that you didn't feel anything when you hugged him, I was just calm she informed me that like he told her if I could have shown her some feelings she may have felt that and he was upset about that. In the next scene, i saw a Muslim women down in the apartment where viswanath, girl, km and other man who went to talk to her, were about to return, i saw a scene where km was proposing that Muslim girl, like "why are torturing me, like he was telling her that he love her etc ., stuff I was very much surprised like he was some sort of forcing her and explaining her all kinds of details he was feeling about her. I saw all the stuff in that scene. I was in my home, the house was all empty, nobody was there with me.

In the dream i was married to a guy and it was our first the being married and he wanted us to spend that first day at his family house. While at his family house i was washing few clothes together with a female (all blouses ) that we were going to give away to charity, later his mother came and starting being unkind to me. When the guy I’m married to came out of the house,the mother started complaining to him and he asked her what did you do and that I wouldn’t have reacted like that for nothing, because I told her off. After that he drove her home. I went out to get something, I entered a bus that had several floors from 1 to 56, and I was sitting on the 56th floor. I was gone for a while and when the asian guy returned from driving his mom, he got worried and sent few guys to come look for me and they found me in the bus and brought me home.

I had an odd dream where I was at an airport that I saw on a map, was like smack back in the middle of somehow, both LA and San Francisco. It was like dusk, just on the cusp of the sun setting. From where I can remember the dream starting, I was in a much smaller jet, talking to my GF, when I suddenly realised somehow, that I wasn't on that plane, but another one, and it was exactly the time my flight was supposed to be flying out. I quickly gathered my stuff, and prepared to run off the plane, across the airport in the hope I could get to my own plane. I got out onto a relatively empty tarmac, before realising (and placing a great deal of importance) on the fact I had not kissed my GF goodbye, and despite the fact I was already in a hurry and late, ran back to give her a kiss and a hug. To which she seemed too busy to facilitate quickly anyway, but I did end up getting a quick one in. I dont remember my journey across the airport, but somehow I end up at a set of doors where I need my ticket to proceed. In looking for my ticket which I am suddenly unable to find, I drop a bottle of water. An airport member acts like I dropped this bottle of water with attitude, on purpose. And basically tells me to cool my attitude. This causes me to get an attitude, and I respondly snarikly with "you think I did that on purpose? If I wanted to do it on purpose, id do more than that. Oddly also the bottle I dropped, was like the size of my thumb. Eventually this worker after finding out whats going on offers to take me in and sort me out. As they are taking me in, I see a queue of normal passengers. For a brief moment, a man staring at me, deep into my soul, like straight into my eyes, is a dead ringer for my grandfather who passed a few months ago. It out and out looked like him. When I looked away and back again however, he looked completely different. At any rate, they start helping me at the desk, and we are talking and the conversation, I explain what occurred, and that I was just stressed because I couldn't find my ticket etc, and the woman goes "And dont worry hun, thats why we are going to sort you out"..."and that'll be 2300 dollars" I exclaim that I thought they were just helping me look up *my* ticket, not charge me for a whole new ticket. I exclaim that I dont want a new ticket, and I run from the desk and drop to the ground to look through my bag yet again. This time, I am able to find my ticket. It turns out it was folded up in my passport all along! I wave the ticket at them, and run past the line of people, oddly up to a door with no secuty staff on it, but just a button that you hit that opens the door and lets you through. It's at about this point the dream ended. I know dreams dont really mean anything, but what could this dream be suggestive of?

I was at my cousins house. (We went there to my little cousins second birthday the other day in real life). I was walking to their guest bathroom when I felt scared, that somebody might already be in there and I didnt want it to be embarrassing. It suddenly went pitch black, my heart was beating. I didnt see anything but I heard a small kid laugh, running on a field/on grass. While she was running she fell. I heard hear almost starting to cry just like a small kid would when they fell. The sounds stopped and I heard a womens voice, like a narrator, in a serious tone. Pretty, serious voice. "If.. in your head, then..." - I dont remember much of it. I was conscious as soon as it went pitch black and I heard the kid. I tried waking up and opening my eyes but it was hard. Like something was trying to keep my eyes closed. I woke up. After a reassuring I was awake I closed my eyes again. It all happened again just faster. I tried waking up again, this time with moving. It was also hard but I managed to move my finger and wake up.

I was in a room I have never been in before, I looked around only one time. All I remember is a chimney in front of me, coming out of the wall a shelf going around the chimney about standing height. The shelf went all the way around the room, the shelf had an arrangement of crosses and biblical symbols and books across the shelves. I was taking picture frames out of a box. All of which had either Jesus or holy scripture written all over them, and each one I tore off a piece of paper from the back of the picture frames. I got to the 5th picture and it was just Jesus praying, and my oldest sister came into the room, I couldn’t see her, and she started reading satanic scripture. Something like “oh unholy god come forth and bless thee, his tainted soul has prohibited us for long enough.” She continued speaking scripture for at least 5 minutes. I didn’t even turn around I just held the picture of Jesus praying. I looked up at what was a symbol, and it started bleeding from the wall. Just as that happened my oldest sister finished reading the scripture with “oh great one, come and bless us with your hands, reach out and grab him from our lives.” Just as she finished I felt a hand grab my head and pull me back, I woke up from my dream instantly with goosebumps starting at my head and running down my body as I watch my door close in front of me and a dark figure stand right behind my book bag hung up on the door. The figure just stood their whispering something and when I tried to get closer to listen it screamed at me “get back you unholy beast!” I jolted back seeing its face for a second. It wasn’t human at all, with long dark black crimson horns protruding from its skull. With a face that I saw in a dream when I was 11. I had this exact dream when I was 11 as well and again when I was 13. This is the third time happening and it’s been 4 years from than. Only this time it materialized so I could see it. Just as I was writing this a blank phone call came through my house phone.

I was having a sleepover with my boyfriend , a girl I'm not very close with but me and her talk, and some other people. Me and my boyfriend got into a small fight because I pulled his hair and he says that he wants me to stop pulling his hair. I walk away, angry, and go up into my room and as I'm walking up the stairs I can see my boyfriend talking to one of his friends saying "I have to go get my girl." and he comes up the stairs, following me, and tries to give me a hug but I don't hug him back. Then the girl I'm not very close with comes and gets me and invites me to go downstairs with her so we can watch a movie and explains that she's already asked the grandma that was there, I had never see this women before in my life but we went downstairs and stayed down there for a little before everyone comes down with us. Someone suggests an activity and I say okay, but I'm going to change into my pajamas. I go upstairs, and see a fight in the living room between two girls I've never seen before, and I saw one of my old friends who I haven't spoken to in a long time, and I stood next to her and she gave me a smile and we started talking and they were really fighting, one of the girls were getting beat up really badly and she was crying begging the other to stop, while the other was attacking her. And the girl that was attacking her grabbed her butt in a very weird way. Then a girl in the wheelchair intervened and said stop, and then when I turned my head it wasn't my old friend anymore it was my sister and we were making jokes, then we all starting singing a part in a theme song of a kid's show and the girl in the wheelchair turned out to be a girl I know from cheerleading, and she was no longer crippled and instead walking and talking fine.

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