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I dreamt i had broken up with my long term partner and i had bumped in to a well known male whilst i was out alone. we had got talking and i opened up about the break up and ended up going for dinner spending the evening in together just talking and laughing. my dream then skipped to a completely different scene where a male i know was taken to hospital. me and my boyfriend had gone in with him in the ambulance. once we were on a ward my boyfriend went out for a cigarette. this male then opened up to me saying he liked me and wanted me to stay with him. i held his hand and kissed his cheek to comfort him and told him he will be ok.

. I had this deam recently about some friends and I at a concert. It seemed nice at first but it changed. For some reason, I was carrying a glass flute the whole time. Not sure if that means anythimg but that was there. My friend wandered off while I admired the music. Not too much longer after that, he comes back telling me that he got laid. I though that was good for him, although I was slightly jealous. Then he passes out. Some guy carry him out and im told he died of an overdose. That was hard on my but I stayed to party anyway. I was trying to enjoy myself and socialize and I managed to get in the mood again. Then my crush comes over to me and I ask her to dance. She tells me that she wants to do more than just dance. She takes me to a back room and Im pretty exited because the closest ive ever gotten to doimg this irl was shaking my mother's hand. (Im probably the only person my age that hasn't had their first kiss yet.) I tell her ive never done anything like this before. She says "what a shame", which is a phrase I say quite frequently. Then she goes an begins to make out with another one of my friends, leaving me alone.

One dream that I visual remember was when I was 11.My dream had a theme on Lord of the Rings a movie that I've only seen once or twice. I was giving a task to retrieve a sword that was stolen from this blacksmith. The Blacksmith was part of an elite group of swordsmen, who I was trying to join. I was told I could do them a big favor, if I retrieved this sword. I was given a ring of invisibility to take the sword back, because it was stolen by a beast/man. He was a beast who could transform back into a man, which made him to strong to face head on. The beast’s lived in a secrete area, where no other houses were around. The ring for a brief time was making me invisible from being seen. I was wandering through it’s house to where I found the sword next to a fireplace. Over the fireplace, hung skulls and old ancient swords. The closer I got to the sword the more I was becoming visible. The second I touched the sword the beast found me and without hesitating knocked me out unconscious. I became conscious in a loony state, where I saw a cliff, and a fire where the beast stood hunched over. It looked as if he was about to eat me or something else. He noticed I was conscious and rushed towards me, he told me the sword did not belong to the swordsmen because it belonged to him originally. I did not respond I was too shocked by his physical form. After he got his message across he threw me off a cliff where I plummeted to my death.

It always started with a vibrant color red slowly fading into the background, like a backdrop of evil setting the scene. Around the edges and into the corners of my vision were black shadows, the darkest I had ever seen. I entered from the left, terrified beyond measure, yet determined to get what I came for; my grandparents’ release from Hell, from the bondage of Satan himself. Nana and Papo, my paternal grandparents, would enter from the right, distraught, resigned, yet, a bit hopeful. I ran to them, hugging and kissing them. I can still feel the way my grandfather’s solid middle felt against my skinny, half-grown arms. And then there was Satan. His voice boomed over us like thunder. My heart seized with panic and sank like a rock within me as terror washed over me like an ocean’s wave. For just a moment, the three of us huddled together, Nana, Papo and me. Then, after what felt like an eternity of being frozen in fear but seconds of being comforted by the warmth of their bodies, of their love, my voice found me. I freed myself from the entanglement of their arms and knew I had to do this on my own. I demanded their freedom. I asked that they be able to return with me to my home. While I do not remember the words that roared from the scoffing voice overhead, I remember that my request was denied. Nana and Papo had to stay in Hell. There was no question about it. Then, they turned and exited back from whence they had come, resigned, saddened but willing. I screamed. I screamed their names. I screamed in protest. I screamed because of the injustice. They did not belong there. They knew Jesus. And yet, it had not been enough. In that moment, He had not been enough. That’s when I would awake in a panic, crying, hardly able to breathe. Yet another thing was out of my control. Yet another injustice was being committed and I could do nothing. My voice was not being heard. My stomach was churning as was my heart.

I was at a place like the mall at the riverwalk in san antonio- only it wasnt there exactly. Jennifer was going to come to one of my big italian family dinners with me for her birthday later in the day. And then I went down this escalator into the water which had a very strong current. I started swimming, not like a human but more like an otter or beaver. When I surfaced, the current was still strong but there were people around me. This tall blonde guy pulled me up onto his kickboard with him. He was funny and we started talking. His name was John Wayne. I stayed in the water with him for a really long time before realizing that I had to get out and get jennifer to get to dinner so we parted ways and even though I didnt think it was right because of matt, I gave him my number. It took me 4 tries to write it out right but it finally happened. I got out of the water and was at this weird insane asylum on a hill people were outside and stuff everywhere. I knew my car was in one of the parking lots and while I was going to try to find it, I checked two that looked like it but werent it, this crazy guy came and started tearing at my clothes I curled into the fetal position and then all of the sudden the pulling and tearing stopped and I looked up and it was John Wayne and he had protected me He helped me find my car and begged me not to leave but I had to. And before I went he kissed me. And I could really feel the kiss. It wasnt like any that Ive had in real life- which threw me off-- so when I got into my car, it instead was a ship set up. A land ship And I started trying to pilot my land ship, but the pillow I had to use as the steering wheel didnt have any rotation buttons. I started careening down the highway in this ship, not able to steer. A toll booth was coming up. I missed one collision and somehow dodged through the booth with my body weight as a directive force instead of the steering mechanism I found jennifer on a hill and started to walk down the hill with her towards where family dinner was going to be, leaves were falling all around. And my heart was breaking because of the thought of john wayne and knowing what impact meeting him had on me

There was a massacre at a local beach over night. The Killing was of 50 men and women, on separate sides of the beach. They were dressed in red pants and no shirts, but the women had red training bras on, well most. This was shown on the news as they examine the people most had lacerations and some had body parts missing. About half of both the men and women were dead and cut up into pieces. The beach was covered in blood and the water was pitch black, most of the blood already draining into it. After watching the news, the, almost what seems to look like a small town, everyone was in hysterics. At a high school, all students sat in the gym with three girls at the vary front, where two men stood with an old television in between them, while one held a tape. The three girls on my dream are obviously based off myself, and two of my friends. The men started to talk about the massacre and then put the tape in. Sowing the evidence to the school of what it looked like there how all the people looked. Small details like; some had chains attached to there hands and legs, some looked mutated with bulging eyes or a large bulge in the stomach, even foaming at the mouth. After the brief presentation, the one attractive man at the front came to speak to the girls at the front. He asked if any family was part of this, if we knew anyone involved, and if we are okay(mentally). He then proceeded to flirt with the young women in the middle(based off myself) and ask for her number. She, as a fool, gave him her number and then the rest of the school including them selfs went on with a long day of school and grieving. After school/collage the main character went home with a friend and then came in the man from this morning(now he must only be in his twenties, while the girl is just turning nineteen) he asked if she wanted a ride home. Once again proving dumb, she said yes. They got home and her friend left and the girl asked the man inside, he didn't hesitate in saying yes to her. After a few minuets of chatting and flirting, they started heavenly kiss. This is when she noticed he had a knife, and felt in danger. He gave her a sly smile. She continued to kiss and feel him up for anything else on him. That's when he pulled away. He now had the knife fully out in the open. She tried to ignore it and pretend she was only looking in his eyes(her eyes are a very dark brown) which worked. She started to play around with him in order to try and plan a way out. They started another heated make out session as she pulled his shirt off, he pushed her down on the couch and asked for something that helped her think up her plan. Right then she got up said come on I'm not doing it here. And walked to her room letting him go first, right then as he walked past her something stabbed her had and it wasn't his knife, it was too small and slender. She then proceeded to fallow him to her room and walked in, closing the door to continue looking natural. He saw her art kit and asked if he could check it out quickly, as he did she ran out of the room locking him in and running out the door. She started to feel a haze come over her as she hid behind her neighbours boat in their driveway. The haze took over and she passed out. End of dream.

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