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I had a dream when I was

I had a dream when I was young about being at a waterpark, but I could hear no water running. I was also the only one in the waterpark. The waterpark had big open windows and I could see onto the road. It was a very cloudy and grey day. When I looked onto to the road I. saw multiple ghost figures that were all different colors. They came rushing inside and they all seemed very happy. I was scared of them at first, but then we all ate ice cream together and I was happy.

I had this dream probably five years

I had this dream probably five years ago, but I remember it vividly, it felt very real at the time. I was back at my old house in Illinois on the driveway next to our house. It was summer, and my neighborhood was eerily quiet and I was alone when a shiny black limousine pulled up in front of my house. It had a little flag by its side mirror, representing some country and all the windows were completely transparent. I walked to see why the limousine was here or who it was, but when I looked through the windows, there was absolutely no one in the car. I was super creeped out and immediately ran inside and told my mom what I had seen and she said in a very strange manner, ” We are at war”.

So..there was me my mom my uncle

So..there was me my mom my uncle my nana and papi and my 4 other cousins and we were inside of our house and then suddenly we heard this huge BANG so my uncle looked outside and it was this..HUGE robot..he had blood on him and his eye's glowed red and blue and he had a blue and yellow party hat he had wire's instead of skin and he looked inside the window all we saw was his eye so we tried to run out of the house and into my uncle's truck only a couple of us could fit so my mom and nana hid in the back shed behind the house my papi grabbed a gun and shot at the weird robot i was shaking in my dream not in real life just in my dream because i was so horrified i was crying in my dream and kept saying we're gonna die! then i woke up and i was still terrfied a bit but i got over it..

I was on a beach and i

I was on a beach and i got on a cruise ship then it drifted away then i fell asleep and woke up and i was on a little boat and it was speeding in the sea and it was a little room and then it was in dubai and i was on a truck and i opened the window to shout my mum and then boris johnson killed me

I was driving through a zoo at

I was driving through a zoo at night in the rain and the windows of the car were stuck in the open position.

I was driving around with friends smoking

I was driving around with friends smoking marijuana and drinking alcohol. I was driving a 1974 Blue paint and White top Oldsmobile Cutlass, the first car I owned. It was summer, the windows were rolled down. I was with two fiends Tony and Joe, both of whom are deceased

I walk from the upper floor, where

I walk from the upper floor, where the higher years mingle, down to the 2 1/2 floor. I look into glass walled study rooms. A girl I am interested in is there. She comes out and greets me with an uncharacteristcally friendly hug. She looks excited and relieved about something. She leads me towards the stairs that lead out of the building to a beautiful sunset over neatly kept lawns. Before we can decend she is urged by someone on her research team that something needs to finalize some details before submitting. She obliges and implores me to go ahead and she will catch up. I kiss the top right corner of her face and she rushes off with her team. I turn back the way I came to the open stairs that are white, unsupported, and look like they were built to replicate orbital paths. The roof makes the building look spherical. I walk downward and see some friends. I greet them without stopping. Something is on my mind. I have some objective, but I don't know what it is. The whole building shakes and the other stairs fall. People disappear without a trace. I notice a man wearing a dark pink or extremely faded red sweater with the hood up. He seems to be bald. He has a brown and round goatee. He is standing on a scaffolding a floor above me and about 10-20 meters ahead of me. He is armed with a rifle he needs two hands to fire. He sees me and lifts the gun against his should and fast walks towards an exit that leads outside of the building. I wake up in an apartment room. The walls begin at my hips. Beneath the wall there is just a railing like on a flimsy deck. I can see the floor below me. It's a hotel lobby. It's dirty and the lights make everything a shade of piss yellow. The door has a lock, and an opaque window that takes up most of the top center. There is a second opaque window that is as tall as the door on the same side as the lock on the door. Someone in the lobby came and asked about me. I lay down and pretend to be asleep since they could see me if I was standing. The man at the desk points to my room. The man asking about me is dressed in all black and is wearing a comically large brimmed hat with a red feather. He pulls a 2 meter long weapon from his suit case and aims it towards where he thinks I am sleeping and fires. It's less than a few inches from my head. The whole pours out light, white debris, and doves mixed in with both. I roll frantically, open my door and run as fast as I can away from the lobby. I exit the back door and see a bowling alley. People are bowling and buying booze. I am a little flabberghasted because just the night before it was a theatre. I remember following a young woman in a purple dress outside. She was crying, her boyfriend commanded her into the car. It was an expensive looking car. Her hair was done up in a nice looking bun. She saw me come to her rescue and she smiled and wiped her tears away and got into the car. Regardless of last night it was currently a bowling alley. The person behind the bar was an old friend. He offered me a beer. I drank a couple sips and thanked him before running out the far door and seeing my world. I was 20 years in the past outside of a thrift store wearing a varsity jacket and remembering when this thrift store used to be a bowling alley when I was a kid.