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I dreamed that me and you were living together and Zakky was about 8 and the house had some stairs going down to the backyard and there was this big tarpaulin up and there were loads of dead bodies in there, we had been killing these people and you were supposed to have hidden them but you didn’t and there was a dead baby behind the wheeli bin and the police came and found them all and arrested us and Zakky saw the dead bodies when the policeman opened the tarpaulin and he began to cry and I took him inside so he wouldn’t see anymore then my mum turned up (only she was young and glamorous) and I was crying and I asked her to take Zakky and bring him up because I had ruined everything and was going to be in prison for the rest of my life.

I'm driving down the road at night and all of a sudden all the lights go out. I'm messing with the lights continuously and they won't come on everything is just dark. All of a sudden I'm in my home and I see my husband through the window. All I can see is his face everything is still dark. And no matter how much I try to open the door I can't get out. Nothing is working and my husband is simply looking through the window. Suddenly it dawns on me that I have been in a car accident. At that moment I begin to feel pain in my dream and when I wake up pain shoots through my entire body.

I was getting married to someone i have never seen before. the entire time her face was covered up either by her hair or something esle. I was inside the church i grew up in and we danced up the isle to the preacher. Then i moved to the wedding reception and i was dancing with a little girl who was my wifes daughter and not mine. there where white flowers everywhere and we where outside. I dont know what she looked like but everytime i saw her i felt extremely happy. Like the happiest ive ever been in my entire life.

I keep on dreaming about my neighbor in a romantic way. I have been dreaming about him for quite a while now. But yesterday I did but in a different way. In that dream his other brother asked me out and I kept on thinking about how he would react when he founds out. In that dre I was gutted. However to day I drees that he liked me and we were talking on the phone. In real life I used to hate it at first, we don't even talk, now and then I found myself checking if his car is outside look at my window for me. Embarrassing really

I was riding on the left side of the back seat with other unknown people in a burgundy car with a dent in the door. It was a pretty day and we pulled over so I could look at this yard. There were several smaller structures by the house. The house wasn't for sale I just wanted to see it because the yard was pretty. we drove into the grass but not horizontally as we were pulling off the road. A passerby would think it was wrecked. I never shut my car door When I got out of the car and walked. The yard was lines with a plain chain link fence. The grass was neatly mowed on the outside and inside of the fence. There were trees to the left of me. They were beautiful. The house was built on the side of a cliff. There were many decks looking into the hills and area below. Big bay windows and a very cozy homey feel. It was a dark color house. The smaller structures were away from the house and they were elaborate storage areas. One was a wash house to do laundry. There were stairs inside the structure going to the room that held the washer and dryer. The stairs were on the right as the man who owned the house started to show me. He was a common short black man short. He had on blue jeans and a plaid shirt. He was friendly and kind, but irritated. The washer house was littered. It had stuff everywhere. Clothes dirt toys dolls papers. The stairs were narrow leading to the washer room and intimidating. The entire building was dim and musty. Not like the yard. It was beautiful outside but ancient inside. Outdated and depressing inside. We went into the house next. It was the same. Cluttered and outdated. The stairs which were in front of me were so narrow and they curved up far. There were dolls littering the stairwell making it difficult to walk up them. The man was leading me but I couldn't breathe. We made it to the area of the stairs that I felt was half way. To the left I was beside the big bay window looking over the land and the valley. We turned a corner on the stairs and came to the kitchen on the left of me. It had an outdated white stove that was banged up. Black iron exposed where it had been dinged. There were toys clothes and dolls everywhere. It was dark in the kitchen. The floor was vinyl and dirty and torn up. There were no windows in the kitchen. I just had to go. I didn't want to intrude on the man anymore. I thanked him and left abruptly. He never even had a chance to acknowledge it.

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