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So i had a dream about me and a friend (I don’t remember the friend) being stabbed by an aboriginal woman. We were waiting at a train station, and an aboriginal woman approached and asked for a cigarette.. just as I pulled out the tin I keep cigarettes in, she popped out a knife (you know how you have the knives that flick out with a button), and then began to stab my mate first, then me. She stabbed me atleast 10 times, each stab I felt.. The piercing of the skin, the tenderness of my muscle and organs as she pushed the knife deeper into my body. I felt the cold blade. (This knife blade was atleast 20cm long, about 5cm wide, .5cm thick). I felt her pull it out and go for another stab. It was in slow motion, but also in real time. After she had finishing stabbing me and my friend, I left my friend to deal with their own wounds, I don’t even think I called an ambulance. I just walked away. After I had started walked away I started feeling around for where I had been stabbed. Below my collarbone, multiple stabs to my abdomen, along with ones piercing either side of above my hipbones. I had found a quiet place to sit, and I began to open the wounds and look inside, sticking my fingers in to open the wound as far as I could. I think I tore a few wounds open further aswell. I kept fiddling around inside, feeling what I could feel with my fingers. I was drenched in blood. I then passed out. Then I woke up, in panic. I freaked out and rubbed my hands all over my body, wondering if it was all true. I checked under my collarbone and I looked and nothing was there..

Had a messed up dream I was supposed to be babysitting or something like that and I wanted to go instead so I got into a vehicle with people then decided to jump out when a strange vehicle parked in front of the house which had my daughter in it... Nevaeh was the only one I thought of. Then later In my dream its like a party house... And I go upstairs to cuddle my husband who seems irritated but I think I went to sleep for a bit... Then I wake up and people are partying and my husband is drunk and I got mad cause he had to work In a couple hours... Then somehow I get the weird message he has cheated on me and I go to confront him outside and that woman walks out as we are arguing and some man and I feel threatened and she is acting weird and possessed and so is the guy and it seems my hubby wants nothing to do with me so I go into the house to gather all my children ( not sure how they were all there) and it seems I had to look for a while all over the house and upstairs in a room were familiar people as in ( Kim Ruth and her mother) and she says seems everybody just wants to party or something like that anyways I continue finding my kids which don't want to go and tell them to find their shoes and they don't want to listen so I go to find them... Anyways they end up somehow leaving first and walking with my hubby and I leave after... Well as I am walking this possessed seeming guy and girl follow me trying to "kill" me is what I got out of my dream and I threw a rock at the girl and they followed me... I got in the house and they were outside and I was scared and I went to the backdoor to check and the outside door with missing screen kept falling out of the frame and I kept trying to get it back in and lock it even tried to close it up by closing the door behind it but it kept un latching ... Anyways they are in the back yard still acting weird so I go to call the police cause I'm scared and I call (780-812-3220)( not the police number, I looked it up an its a lady named Christine Michaud) and a lady picks up and says ambulance I said no Police and I tell her what's happening as I'm watching these people out the window being crazy weird and I'm telling her whats happening and it's like she didn't believe me I said "I'm not high, drink or anything I know this sounds like I am crazy but I'm not and I'm serious ( I said that a couple times) anyways these people eventually due I guess you can call it it was like their bodies just hardened and they stopped and told the lady this then I said maybe send an ambulance and then they vanished... And I hung up and my husband and one other person who I can't remember now was sitting there.... This dream took place on a street I used to live on and my sister currently does... In a duplex I've never been in then the end of it all is at the place my sister lives in ( and her bak door screen is broken out) but the houses look a little different... Also when I said I was being chased down the street I hid behind a black car on the road briefly ( and thinking about it now I know who's car it was... I personally don't know her but of her and know her to see... Her name is Melissa solowunik (spelling) And the ladies name of the phone number I called and got the police I have no idea who she is.

I was in the house just me my 1 year old daughter and her aunt. My sister was cooking fried chicken and left out the kitchen and asked me to remove the finished chicken from the pot. So I removed it and took the chicken to her in our room. As I was taking the chicken in the room a man with a tattoo on his face near his right eye a red sweater a skully hat and some khaki cargo pants walked in. As I was walking back to the kitchen with my daughter to put some more chicken in the pot the guy looked at us. When my daughter walked past him he said "Awh look at the baby" and nudged her with his foot then she stumbled. It was a playful nugde. Then my daughter gained her balance and started to walk again and the man said again "Awh look at him" and kicked her extremely hard. So I said why you kick my daughter Like that and he looked at me with a look that could kill and said "Because I can". I was so upset and scared that I grabbed my daughter and went in the room. My sister came out to see why I was yelling and said chill out. The man left saying something. I remember it was pouring down raining outside. Then something occured I think the man returned so I grabbed my daughter and my sister and I snuck quietly out the back door in our room. The hill outside Our window and house was tall with wet grass so we were sliding. We went around front and the neighbors were outside talking. So as my sister was talking the man walked past threatening me and giving me threatening eye signals. I ignored it at first but then out of nowhere I yelled "Im going to call the police on you what is your name". Someone gave me there phone why everyone was looking confused. We went back into the house as I dialed 911. Then I remembered we left our back doors unlocked so I ran to my room locked the door ran to the front door to lock it. But as I was trying to lock it a man popped up in the door window and it was him. My cousin came to the door to help lock it then the man pulled out 2 guns saying " Im gonna kill you and everybody in this house I swear". The gun went off. It scared me and everyone in the house. Then I grabbed my daughter ran to the kitchen door locked it and as I was locking it the man popped up at the window aiming 2 revolvers directly at me and my daughter. Everybody screamed "lets get out of here" and somebody scream something about abe lincoln but then I woke up. What does this mean?

I was in college at Full Sail college in Florida, and was working at a cafe on the campus. My ex boyfriend all the way back from highschool, Daron, came in. I didn't know that it was him. He got breakfast, and I walked over to his table to give him his food. As I was setting the plate of eggs and bacon on the table, he glanced at the ring on my finger that was of my name. "Your name is Sarina?" he asked. "Yes, why?" I asked. He stared at me for a moment. And then he asked "What's your last name?" I looked at him confused and I said, "Humbert. Why?" His eyes got really big and his jaw dropped. "Sarina Humbert, like the Sarina I dated back in highschool?" He asked. "I don't know you, I only moved here to go to college, I think you have me confused with someone else." I said, kind of freaked out. "No, I'm Daron. Daron Arnold!" He said, expectingly. Then my jaw dropped because I realized he really did know who I was. "I have to get to class. But, could we meet up here at the Cafe after classes are over? I'd like to hang out with you and catch up!" he said. "Uh.. okay, sure." I said. So when our classes were over, we met up at the Cafe again. "You look really pretty." He said while smiling. "Thank you! You uh.. look pretty good yourself!" I said while blushing. Then we left and went for a walk on the beach nearby. We talked about our lives, and important things that have happened to us since we had last talked to eachother. We really seemed to hit it off. It was getting dark because the sun was setting. He stopped walking and turned to face me, looking into my eyes. "I want to tell you something." He said. "Okay?" I said, confused. "When all of that happened a few years ago... I didn't want to break up with you. I was 18 and you were only 15. I felt uncomfortable." He said. "I understand that..." I said, feeling confused. "I have missed you since we stopped talking. And it's ironic that after all this time here we are at the same college. This may sound crazy but I want to try again." He said. "What do you mean?" I asked. "I want you to be my girlfriend again. I think we can make it work." He said. I smiled, thinking that this couldn't be happening. I missed him too. I looked up at him, and began to speak but he cut me off by kissing me on the lips. And after all that time, we were back together again. Then I woke up.

Dreams of getting shot in the chest and dying: I had a dream where I was in like a police raid and was shot by an officer with a shotgun...one shot to the chest, boom. My cousin ray is by my side and he sticks with me while the ambulance comes...I can feel the hole in my body bleeding, I see the blood run over the ground where my face is and I pass out...I wake up in a hospital gown, still kinda bleeding but I'm not in the hospital, I try to get up and walk then I woke up...it was so vivid, wat does it mean???

So, my dream was about me and how I had this boyfriend who was extremely cute and had this really curly, bushy brown hair. During most of the dream we were both in my bedroom making out most of the time and apparently we were going to have sex. I remember that my dad was going to some appointment and then after he left we'd do it since my mom was downstairs and wouldn't be able to hear us. Then my dad told us that he wasn't going to his appointment, and so my boyfriend and I were upset so I told him that we could still have sex, we'd just have to be quiet. We were talking and I couldn't remember what we were talking about. Then I jumped on him and stuck my tongue in his mouth and then we were making out. We went over to his duffel bag in the corner of my room and that's when he told me that we couldn't have sex because he didn't have a "rubber". Later that day or like the next day we were at like a private school or something because we were wearing plaid uniforms and sitting at those high bar like tables. I wasn't sitting next to my boyfriend , we were actually a few tables away and we kept sending flirty glances until this person came out and started reading off names and the heights of the person. I don't remember my boyfriend 's name but they did say he was 5'6 and I walked past him and said, "We're the same height." and then he just winked at me and then I woke up.

A friend was showing me a lovely view with fields and horses then the scene changed and I realised we were at a funeral. I don't know whose, and I didn't know any other people there. She was dressed in black but I was just wearing white casual clothes. I had to walk down some wide marble stairs and I slipped, then I was being attended to by an ambulance man and I went into shock and had to be given oxygen. As I came round a bit I realised I was lying on a pile of sympathy cards that I had knocked over as I fell. I started to pull these out from under me.

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