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I was at my college buying a history book but never opened it. I went home and turned on the TV and the show Paranormal State was on. I tried to change it but somehow I was glued to it. It was showing a very creepy castle looking place on top of a hill. You can tell that it was somewhere in Europe. Somehow I magically appeared there and I was in the arms of Jesus Christ. He was holding me as he was nailed to the cross. He had a huge wooden stake in his head and was trying to escape. Him and I were talking about life and I told him I will help him escape. I asked him to put me down so I can help him. The cross and him was so close to the ground that he could sit down. I helped him escape but he started to die. He died in my arms.

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I was in school. College perhaps, because I recall being able to call the teacher "professor." I think, even, that the teacher in question was one of my teachers from college. Liz, we called her. Her first name was Elizabeth. I can't even remember what her formal 'teacher name' would be. She was always just Liz. My class and I had a project to do. A last-minute, end of the year project that was thrown together due to poor planning on the professor's part. I had to go to a particularly large classroom - literally quite grandiose, with stacks of bookshelves for some reason lining the walls - and I had to put on a performance for a class of younger students. We were tasked with performing Star Wars - just the first movie, Darth Vader and all that noise. But we had no costumes. Nor did we have any preparation. We had to do it right then. The only costumes we could find were (and this may be dangerous to say around these parts)... animal costumes. Fur suits. All I can remember was being mad. That wasn't what I signed up for. I was failed by the educational system. Failed by my professor. I remember yelling about it, making a scene, in front of the audience, about how much of an utter disgrace the whole thing was.

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I can't exactly what I was doing at the time, but my brother called me to say that six of his friends at college were murdered, hung, and stripped (none of whom I knew) and that one of my friends was now in witness protection because of the incident. It sounded as though my school might be in danger of such an attempt as well because my brother told me to stay where I was and be careful. I turned on the news only to see footage of the six bodies original discovery on a carousel contraption at a fair. People were intially just walking past them as though they were a prank until someone threw something at a body and it flinched. I immediately turned off the tv. I woke up in a panic unsure if I had slept after the incident and it had actually happened or if it was a dream.

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I dreamed that I was at a funeral which was taking place at the church I attended growing up. For some reason, it felt like there was a connection to ovarian cancer, which did not surprise me as my mother had died of ovarian cancer 7 years ago. The odd thing about this dream is that sitting directly across from me in the dream was a man and two young girls. The man was a guy I dated in high school and went to my senior prom with. We didn't go to the same church growing up; we weren't even the same religion. I was raised Lutheran and he was Catholic. I have not seen or heard from or about this old boyfriend since maybe the late 1970's. The last I knew, he was going to college to be an accountant. (This is where everyone usually laughs, but wait....) This dream was so vivid. It stuck with me throughout my day, in fact several teachers at the school where I volunteer asked me if I was ok....I just seemed very preoccupied. I was so bothered by it, that when I got home, I did a google search using his name and profession (CPA), and it was the very first item that came up that has made this dream somewhat freakish. The item was an obituary....for a woman....the wife of my old boyfriend ....she had died 2 weeks earlier....of ovarian cancer....and they had two young daughters. Mind you, we don't live in the same state, in fact our lives took us in different directions. I married someone who was in the military and spent 20+ years as a military wife. We moved 15 times in that 20 years. Other than having dated this guy in high school and having lived in the same town at one time, I had no contact with nor did I hear anything about him or his life since the late 70's.

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Me and group of my friends had moved into a new flat in London. And we had no worries and could do what ever we wanted and go where ever we wanted. We had no problems are we're carefree. My best friend and I shared a room in the massive flat. With two other girls in two different rooms. And we all got on like sisters. But I left the flat to go to the underground. Where I met a boy I thought I used to like. He had moved to London to. He noticed me and walked over to me and held my hand and spoke to me. And took me to his flat. He told me he I got into university. But I never knew this and was shocked. And then I lied to him about being at college. The boy then told me he liked me. And then I disappeared to the underground. I knew the boy was following me and I was trying to get away. I knew myself I liked him, but we couldn't be together. And it hurt so much. I got away from him on the last train and got back to my flat. Which was empty. The girls went out for a party and I was all by myself. But I felt safe and happy.

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