Understand My Dreams

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My dream took place in the future, 10 years from now, and it seemed like I was just living my normal life. I was an adult (i'm 16), and it seemed like I didn't recognize I was dreaming or anything. I woke up in a queen sized bed, by myself. But, I went to the high school (the one i go to now) and here we see that I became a Chemistry teacher, and that I also teach Human Anat and Phys. and a Neuroscience Class, instead of becoming a doctor in neurology (my big dream, which I am actually not so sure about anymore). I teach class as usual, and then I come home later that night. As I'm cooking dinner, I hear the door open and close, and I yell "Hey Honey!", to see my 'husband' actually looks familiar to me. (He is actually one of my really close guy friends, who i love at the moment, but is dating someone else - you can if you want learn more about it through my previous questions if you want more insight) He came home from his job, which I forget exactly what it was. In the next few days, I learn that my former chemistry teacher and science fair advisor from my science fair project (who I am close with at the moment), is a really REALLY close friend of mine. He still teaches at the school, and He is a close friend of my 'husband' and I. The dream just then continues to go through the next few days, and I see my younger brother (who is four now) who is a sophomore at the school walk around the building at times. You also see me working by the older version of my teacher, and joking around with him. It just seems like everything and everyone is happy in this dream. A few days later, my husband (the friend who I have feelings for) and I find out that I am pregnant. I remember the scene where my husband and I first tell my teacher, saying "we were dining for three." My teacher then hugged me so tight, kind of like he did when I won the State Science Fair last year. The dream then went by so quickly, it was then about 4 months later, when we find out it's a boy. My husband and I were trying to think of names. My husband then suggested "Hayden", because it is how we first met. I realize that that is the last name of my teacher. He wants to name it after him. So the next day at school, during our lunch break I ask him, and he was extremely flattered. He gave me a long hung, and just teared up a bit. The dream ends there, when my alarm clock in my waking life woke me up.

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I was sitting in a bar and there were very expensive whiskey bottles on the shelves. Two of my friends walked in and shot a spitball at me, but he missed and hit the shelf, sending a million dollars worth of whiskey shattered on the floor. Then a woman (who looked like my Chemistry teacher) ran by with a glowing stick in her hand. She ran by again and I asked her what she was doing. She then walked up and killed both my friends, making me extremely emotional. She then took me through the memories of a little boy, including his baseball games. Then, she took me to a white room where a convicted rapist was being held. The convicted rapist was apparently the grandfather of the little boy with the memories. The woman began reading the memories to the old man. She told me she had to do this everyday. The old man then motioned me over to a piano and we played a song together. (I have no idea how to play the piano, but I did perfectly in this.) Then, the woman asked the old man how he felt about his son. The old man said nothing. The woman then asked the old man how he felt about his grandson. The man said he wished his grandson was his son. The woman then turned to me and told me to "Solve the mystery" or something very vague like that. When I made the assumption the grandfather attacked the little boy, the woman locked me in a dark room with a purple door. She told me I wouldn't be able to get out until I solved the puzzle. I screamed for her to let me out, but she refused. Then I woke up mid scream.

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I was Barack Obama's closest friend. There was a romantic chemistry between us, we had kissed once, but decided not to act on our attraction, since he was married and running for re-election for President of the United States. We were in the den at the White House on the night of the election. While he was waiting for the polls, we were opening gifts that he had received from his followers. He received a barbeque grill. Then he opened this really big gift, which contained a huge, life size can of barbeque ribs and a life-size bottle of barbeque sauce. We were hysterical laughing and he asked me to take a picture of him with the ribs and sauce. I made a joke and said, "you can cook your ribs on the grill you got." His family, a few sons and a couple daughters and his wife, were all out campaigning for him. His daughter came home to get something and screamed at him for having me there. I told her, she should calm down, because we were only friends. She accused me of lying and being pregnant with his child. I assured her that I was not pregnant. She said that I was breaking the family and house rules, to not get pregnant while living at home. He had followed her out the front door, to try to calm down his daughter. I was worried about her telling someone and ruining the election and his chance to be the President of the United States again. Barack did have the choice to leave his family and the presidency and spend his life with me, but neither of us wanted him to give up his dreams. In the meantime, I went to the bathroom to get ready for the party. My best friend, Lisa, came to get me, because I was in a panic state over my outfit. She took me to the main bathroom, where there were alot of women getting ready for the party. It seems that we were all staying at the White House for the weekend, kind of like a retreat. I said to Lisa, that I looked like an army guy fighing in war. I was wearing a black t-shirt, black pants, and black shoes, with a camoflouge green button down shirt over my black t-shirt, which was not buttoned. As we were walking to the party, we stopped to view these boards, almost like the boards, they have up in train stations with the train information. These were the poll tallies at the time. It was undecided stilll who was going to win. The announcer had stated that voting ended at midnight, and I gasped because I had forgotten to vote for Barack. While we were standing there, a lady from work (at the IRS), told me she waiting for my step-son to get there, and he was driving a cadillac and he was 16 years old. Then Lisa and I, met up with my son, Jonathon and my nephew, Justin. We were all sliding down this long hallway, that went on a down slope, to get in line to buy fast food. My nephew wanted nachos with chili and cheese. We were at the party and I watched with love from afar, as Barack celebrated with his family. I could feel the longing in my heart to be with him.

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