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I was walking my dogs in the woods. A strange man asked me to go up a steep zigzag path to help someone with a badly injured rabbit. I went up. The man then rushed to my house at the edge of the woods. I ran back but he locked me in one room (not a room in my house) and he started cataloging my stuff and listing it for someone on the phone. He became my godfather. I tried to ring the police but dialed 555 instead of 999. I finally got through, they thought I was rude and said they'd send someone eventually. My godfather let me out and tried to run but he was now trapped by a heavy gate. My parents show up I'm trying to tell them but they're not interested they just want me to hurry up and go with them. I try to ring my brother but I see through the window that he's trying to phone me at the same time. Then he gets into the car with my mum. My dad is in the house with me. It takes me several attempts to get him to believe that my godfather tried to rob me. When he does believe me we talk about giving the man work around the house. I go to give him my mobile number. It's full of 9's.

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I was locked in a school with my friends. We were separated and given cellphones, but whenever I tried to call somebody, a creepy voice would answer me instead. It told me that it could see everything I did and knew what I was thinking. I knew my friends were dying because they weren't following the orders, but I don't know how I knew this. I tried to escape, but the voice followed me everywhere and I felt the sensation of being chased by someone. The face I thought of when I heard the voice was horrifying and ugly. Then my dream switched to a forest full of mist, where an investigator was conducting an investigation. A little girl in a white dress came up to him. He asked her if she knew what happened to the dead man. She nodded and pulled on a roll of toilet paper, until a bloody square came out with a scene printed on it. Her eyes were shut but obviously brimming with blood, so she wiped them on the toilet paper, and when she moved it the blood got all over the side of her dress. Then she ran away into the distance, her face contorting into an evil expression. The camera pans back to the investigator, who has been replaced by a solemn ring of people. It appears to be a wedding, and the camera peers over the shoulder of the bride, looking for someone (perhaps the groom) who never appears.

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I dreamt that I got into a fight at school and was then sen t to live with my fathers ex-wife(not my mother) in a much richer and luxurious environment. The atmosphere away a little colder emotionally but I had much more freedom to do and say as I felt. I had my own space and did in it as I felt. I the. Started to want to interact more with the my fathers exwife and her new partner. I saw in the house lots of motorbike magazines in the lounge and I asked her new partner if I like them and would be like to go for a ride with me... He said no that he doesn't ride anymore, so I asked did you give it up for your wife and he just walked off. I later went to visit he and the exwife at their restaurant and was talking to the exwife to see if she needed any help an I could cook and wait on tables and she answered only ok... No yes or no. I woke up shortly after that.

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I had a dream last night. I was on board a commercial flight with friends from my previous holiday (we never used planes on that holiday I may add). There were two simultaneous flights. We were on board one aeroplane and another, headed to the same destination was flying slightly ahead of us. From the window I occasionally caught a glimpse of the other plane. At the time of the crash, we were passing over some very tropical and beautiful scene below; there were many locals, possibly African, sailing in tiny boats and fishing and generally bustling around on the coast. As I looked from the window I could see a vast plethora of coloured sails, umbrellas and people wearing fantastically coloured clothes. It was beautiful. Shortly after, a message came over the speaker system that we would be dropping altitude dramatically, in order to overtake the other plane, as our pilot thought they were travelling too slowly and the best way for us to pick up speed in order to pass the plane was to manage a controlled drop from altitude whilst turning. All the passengers and I had full confidence in the pilot and suffered no anxiety. As we lowered towards the beautiful coastal scene I was amazed by the perfect curvature of the earth that I could see, the sea seemed to bend on the horizon. I spoke to my friend next to me, a passenger called Pete from Singapore. He told me much about the locals below and I admired his knowledge, however the details of this conversation escape me. Soon after, another message came over the intercom, it was the pilot. He was very happy, almost boastful, about how well he had done in passing the other plane, and that now we could continue with great speed on to our destination (I don’t actually know where we were headed). The pilot then added that he was now going to regain the appropriate altitude for the flight and therefore a dramatic climb was imminent. The nose of the plane rose to an almost vertical ascent. So much so that I adjusted myself on my seat so that my backside as, in fact, on the headrest of my chair. Other people stayed as they were, seated as though they were in the carriage of a climbing rollercoaster. This is a thought which occurred to me in the dream, it actually felt like we were on a rollercoaster. Despite this everybody was calm. I had a mild disquiet in my stomach however and my trust in the pilot had diminished somewhat. I saw him as an arrogant show-off, was any of this necessary? A short while later, the plane began to stall and fall from the sky. We crashed into the ocean not far from the coast. Things went black for a short moment and there was the feeling of a powerful impact. When vision was restored however, everyone around me was fine, except I had a terrible dread feeling that people somewhere must have lost their lives, and that myself and my neighbours were very lucky to be unharmed. We all quite calmly unbuckled ourselves from the seats and proceeded to force open the door and slide down the escape chutes in a very orderly fashion. We were introduced to the warm tropical ocean for the first time. I paused at the exit and was surprised to see everybody wearing life jackets. I asked the stewardess where they were kept and she claimed not to know. I checked under my seat and found nothing. Nevertheless, I slid down into the sea. The water was warm and calm; the plane wreckage seemed to disappear instantly. Me and my friends swam calmly towards the shore. That beautiful and colourful scene. We were met part way by local fisherman similarly swimming in the water. They had the look of aboriginal or tribal denizens yet were polite and spoke good English, we exchanged greetings and nothing more as we headed to the beach. Upon reaching the sandy shore I remember seeing coins buried under a light covering of sand. I bent down and inspected further. I discovered that the coins were English pennies, all different types. Upon this discovery I was filled with a terrible feeling that the second plane had crashed too, and that must be how these coins arrived upon the beach. I felt, or feared that, everybody on the second plane had died in the crash. It was at this moment that I woke up.

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I am standing on a beach next to my boyfriend and facing away from the water. I am talking to an unnamed female lying on the beach. I turn just in time to see a singular huge wave ready to crash on me and my boyfriend . It crashes down, and at first I feel at ease, but then realize that the undercurrent is dragging me along the ocean floor out to the ocean. I fight against the pull and suddenly pop out of the water perfectly fine. Afterward, I go the home I was staying at on the beach to find that the same unnamed female is throwing a party. At first, I get sucked into the party and then realize that my boyfriend is not there. The rest of my dream is a search to find my boyfriend not knowing whether he survived the wave. In the end, I find him, see that he made it and begin to cry with relief. Then I wake up.

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