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It was the day before and I was getting ready for a dance recital. I was super excited and I was getting makeup and bringing pretty clothes and everything. The next morning, my mom took me to a cafe to get me cozy before the recital. We were in a big hurry then because we were going to be late and then when I got there, I was tardy but the dance hadn't started yet. I still had time so I was relieved. Then a fellow dancer of mine was welcoming me, and some of the girls were applying makeup in front of the mirror. I thought I should follow lead, but then I realized I had forgotten something major and had to go back. So I went back and I was in this secluded place with mountains near. It was like something from an ancient folktale with mountain tribes. Then, as I was about to go into a little private shop, a few people caught my eyes. They were, like, wearing gangster clothing and they had big beards and kind of looked like hippies. Except they weren't, because I knew they were gangsters. And as they began to stomp, slowly and rhythmically, through the surroundings, I felt a sense of impending doom, and I was waiting tensely. As I waited, they finally attacked and began to shoot people down. It passed quickly, and I didn't remember much of it. When the attack had finally passed, I felt like I had just woken up from a long dream. I knew I had been subject to a shooting, but it felt really surreal. And since so many people were dead, and there was a loudspeaker talking about how people had died in this recent shooting, I was confused. Did I survive? Or was I dead and just a ghost of my former self, pretending to be alive? Anyways, I was really incredulous because I had just survived this shooting and the news had just been here and they didn't even care about what had happened to me. Then I could go back to my school, but now I had missed the recital and my teacher would be angry at me. So I went back to school for a short while and didn't let anyone see me, and I saw all the other dancers and people congratulating them and I felt disappointed I hadn't attended. But I didn't tell my mom anything and we drove to the psychiatrist because we had an appointment that day. However, I didn't want to tell the psychiatrist what happened. I just hung around the hospital lobby for awhile and the doctor at the front was staring at me. I went to the psychiatrist's office for awhile, and we talked, and then I left. Then my classmates began filing into the same hospital I was in. An alarm went off and everyone was told to remain calm and go with their heads down and their arms covering their heads. The scenery kind of morphed into a school and I felt like we were waiting to be dismissed. So anyways, suddenly all my teachers and the students of my school were there. I was bending down with a bunch of boys near me. I think they were joking around. I saw my history teacher speaking to everyone and once, I caught the head of my psychiatrist. People were telling the kids to remain calm.

I was walking and then running and then crawling while a black men kept jumping over me. IT was hurdle style no harm involved, but then I stood yet again halting their jumps and keeping them on the ground. Next out of the corner of my eye I see one of my teachers and bunch of asians wearing ninja outfits and I knew what was about to come. A showdown between skilled fighters and a psycho me who was willing to kill all of them out of self defense and for fun. THe battle was Epic and lasted half an hour. By the end there was more blood than there is water rushing through the Nile River. I stood red head to toe victorious. My teacher looked up at me and asked for help and before she could finish I smashed her face in and killed her. After the win I began to walk and walk and walk and I ended up at my school. Then a herd of red rhinoceros stampeded the school to the ground and I escaped bringing many of my more attractive female classmates and acquaintances with me. In debt to me for saving their lives and them being wet about me being a hero we had a great great orgy. Then i came and woke up.

I have been divorced for approx. 16 years and is single at the moment. have 2 grown sons (34 and 35) who are married with children. They are great husbands and fathers. I dreamt I was asleep in my bed with my divorced husband and sons. My sons in the dream are grown up men just as they are now. The house we were in is the same house where I lived with my husband and the bed in the dream is the same bed we used when we were married. Presently the house is a two flat building.My ex is living on the top floor currently and the bottom floor houses a business being run and owned by my sons. Their father works with them also. Very successful business. We were all asleep when I sensed as though the bed was sinking and so I raised an alarm to wake my ex and my sons fearing they may sink. I saw a section of the bed had already began leaning as if sinking. However, I managed to get them all off the bed and soon after we all witnessed the entire bed go under and disappear. The water under the area where the bed stood appeared like a cesspool of filth and urine. Like a septic tank or sewage system. The bed disappeared into this filty, messy, stinky water. We had all jumped off in time. Soon after as I looked around the house in shock at what had just happened, I saw that the household articles, furnishings, pipes, etcetera badly damaged and in opinion I knew there had been an earthquake and so I proceeded to inform my ex and my kids that there had been an earthquake during the night.

Dream began with me watching things in the 3rd person perspective. I was in the living room. Things looked decrypted and time tarnished. I noticed floorboards rotted, wall paper falling. The ceiling was brown with watermarks. I took a quick glance at the room when an instant rush of fear and helplessness struck me, as I noted a dark figure standing near the center of the room. Just about 20 feet in front of him, was the door leading to the porch in front of the house. Above the door there was an inscription; I could not read it. While trying to read what was on the wall I heard steady footsteps on the porch outside? Somebody knocked on the door..... The dark figure opened the door, as the door opened I noticed it was a blonde looking woman in a sea blue dress. As she walks in the dark figure causes me to see an impulse of red light and a small physical shock. I noticed when I seen the initial red flash it had an eye inside it. The only way to describe it would be as if somebody had shot a red laser into your eye wille it causing you to see hallucinations. After this the inscriptions on top of the door started to bleed. Things really start getting strange. The woman starts walking towards the dark figure. As she is walking her body begins to change. Her face, eyes, legs all started to wrinkle up. Then the dark figure pointed across the room. There's a plastic 5 gallon jug lying in the corner. She walked over to it in a horrific manner, rushed back over and got on her knees. She grabbed the bucket and poured it over her face. Her body began to melt and peel off. Her eyes melted and all that was left was a skull. Still alive she then dragged the skull through the left over pool of acid and body parts still on the wooden floor.

It started out on a school field trip, he was walking in a line and all of a sudden he turned his head and saw a slide. He figured his teacher wouldn’t mind if he took a little trip down the twisted slide so he climbed the latter and began he journey down the slide. When he landed he was in a desert, it was bare and hot and the ground was cracked. There were a few cactuses- he decided that that wasn’t the place for him so he climbed back up the slide and made his way down again landing with a big splash, he panicked only for a second before realizing that even though he was under the water he could still breath, he looked around noticing the oceans features as he continued to sink, he saw whales and dolphins, turtles, and fish. He even saw a scuba diver. But the water started to turn dark and decided that this place wasn’t for him either. So he climbed back up the slide and twisted and turned as he went down again. He repeated this over and over again, he landed in a circus, on a hot air balloon, and many other places… but when he decided that is was time to go home he climbed up the slide on last time and slid right back into his class line and woke up.

I dreamt that I had been bitten by a zombie. I survived. It was a small bite. I told my husband I needed to say goodbye before the final changes took over and I began to get red vision. I understood in the dream once my vision flashed over to a red veil, I was close to turning. Until then, I was safe to be around. I desperately wanted to hold my child (2 year old son). I wanted to kiss him and cuddle him. I began to think I might be immune, and the zombie virus wouldn't take me over. But then, I began to get the red flashes. I gave my son back to my husband and told him to keep him away. I couldn't bare the thought of hurting him. And not being able to hold him was almost worst than death. My husband looked at me both with love and hate, disappointment. I was of the understanding he would be the one to kill me off. Then I woke up and got my ass out of bed... I was in such emotional despair.

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