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I was in an abandoned building with Mohammed Alsharif and this couple (whom I don't actually know but I seemed to know in the dream). The four of us were going to go somewhere and I ended up outside in the car (a yellow convertible) with the couple. The guy was driving and he started to drive off without Mohammed. I protested and the guy said something to the effect of 'screw him' and then said, 'He shouldn't lag behind.' I got highly offended and demanded we go back. The guy refused; I argued; he refused. So, I told him to let me out. He woudn't. So, we argued about that until I told him this was kidnapping and got my phone out to call the police. I was deposited on a dark, rain-slicked skid row street. It was very dark and I started to walk back to the apartment to find Mohammed. I got to the upstairs doorway - a kind of doorway without a door to a landing with cracked and abused plaster, the cement floors covered in dust and debris - and he was there. "I'm so sorry, I said. "No problem," he shrugged in classic Mohammed fashion. "No, it's terrible. They were going to leave without you." "It's okay." Again, quintessential Mohammed casual shrug. "They're assholes. I'm so sorry. What should we do now?" I asked, thinking we would make alternate plans for the night out. He smiled in a cute, coy way and blushed as he shrugged his shoulders. I got the hint and smiled and blushed and looked down at my shoes. As I looked back up, he put his arms around my neck - very gently, very shyly - and leaned over to kiss me. It was gentle at first, but as I became more receptive, he got bolder. At one point, I gave a little whimper while he was kissing me and lips still on mine, he smiled and repeated my whimper mockingly. In this torrent of polite and demure passion, the boldest I could force myself to be was to press a hand to his chest. His hands never ventured beyond the back of my neck.

I was in a gathering where a prophet is seeing vision, i standing hoping he will see vision to me concerning the man i just met. suddenly the man turned to me and say concerning the man,he sang a christian music also a muslim music saying LAILAH ILALA,suddenly somebody said that,that is if she take her face off the street, some people where now laughing while some was talking. the prophet was waiting for them to stop so he can continue he suddenly walked up to my Mum and tell her everything she want to say about me but i did not hear anything he say to my mum

I was sitting in a hallway or entrance way with a group of people and next to us was a group of vampires. They were all dressed Gothic and all their eyes were bright red. A girl that was sitting across from me started asking them questions and the male closest to me bites her, drains her, and them makes her feed off of him while I just stand there and watch. When he finished with her he turned to me pricked my finger with his tooth and drained me, and it hurt like nothing I've ever felt, but I couldn't move I just stared into his eyes. When he was done draining me he made me feed off of him and them he said welcome to the clan. After that I was in a car hiding from a women who was a vampire hunter or werewolf or something. Once I lost her my teeth started falling out and I kept putting them back in my gums but they kept falling out again, and all of them were falling out except for the two vampire fangs that had grown in after he bit me.

I dreamt someone was waiting outside an establishment to see me i went out into blinding white sunshine and looked for the person i saw a man step out from behind a white pickup dressed in white pants with white suspenders he wore no shirt had on one-way shades white hair and was extremely fair i knew it was he that wanted to see me so i walked up to him and asked him what he wanted he took off his shades and it was my face he began to speak but i didn't hear what he said and woke up

I woke up and sat up in a strange bed. Placed me feet on the ground and chuckie the doll grabbed my ankle from underneath the bed. I screamed and ran into the living room and saw my family. I screamed for their help but they couldn't hear me. They were all sitting in front of the tv. I turned and chuckie came after me so I ran into the kitchen and grabbed a knife and sliced him up into pieces, then the pieces turned into lots of tiny chuckie dolls. They started to climb up me and all I could feel was pain. I was screaming.

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