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An old friend who i haven't seen in almost sixteen years "not an ex, just a friend" was standing on the opposite side of the road, I thought she needed a ride so I pulled over to give her a ride, but she said to me " do you know why I'm standing here" and she took off the nice short dress that she was wearing ontope of another dress and she gave it to me saying happy birthday, it was not my birthday I thought in my head, she said I have paid the tailor to make you a more expensive dress all you have to do is pick it up, the dress was for my ex-wife I felt and I gave them to her she accepted it with no question, she wasn't jealous like she usually would, the next thing I saw was that I and my ex were having fun in my bedroom, not sex, fun, and my brother was at the door looking at us, my ex didn't notice him, i did so I short the door at him

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In my dream my mom complained of hearing creepy sounds at 5:00 every morning from my brothers alarm clock and when she asked him about he said he didn't know how to make it stop. So I woke up early so I could hear it and It sounded like we were picking up someones walkie talkie signal. It started out as static then a baby giggling, that lasted for like 30 seconds then it went back to static. after the static was over you her crashing and falling and finally one loud crash and a woman scream then back to static. Then static seemed to go on really long, but then it pick up a low buzzing sounding voice, It was definitely a man. He was speaking very fast and it wasn't English, it sounded German to me. He abruptly stopped talking and it was silent, no static or anything. That was the end of the sounds that played every morning at 5:00 on the dot. So later that day I decided to search the web, to see if I could find anything similar and I came across a video. I clicked on it and it started put as static then a distorted video of a giggling baby began to play then it went back to static, then an old style cartoon began to play all of this was in black and white by the way anyway this woman in the was being push down and into things by other people and she slammed into a trash can of sorts and screamed, through out this whole cartoon segment there was text across the top which I assume was German writing but I'm not for sure. Her scream was cut off by more static, a long period of static. Then the screen went completely black and the deep German speaking began, he was speaking just as fast and after awhile he stopped abruptly and the screen stayed black and one word popped up in the center of the blackness I believe was a German word but I can't remember what it said or what the character in it looked like. But after the end of the video I woke up and the creepy voice has been stuck in my head all day.

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For the past 2 day's I've had similar dreams. They are both different, but the same thing happens in some shape or form. In the first dream, I was with a choir. It was a big day for us. A big performance was coming. Before the performance, though, we had to sing while someone took pictures. I remember my picture being awful, my mouth was open way too much. All most in an unnatural way. And then we individually sang a song. But I didn't know mine. It was for a grade, so I would have to take it again sometime. Then I was on a roof. Kind of a balcony on the roof. A tall glass building. I'm guessing about 10 stories up. And a girl said it was time to retake it. She had a camera. For some reason, I didn't think I was supposed to sing that song, which I didn't know. And I remember a song in my head. In reality I've never heard of it. It was completely new and it sounded like it could be an extremely popular song. It was a pop song. And the lyrics were really good. I was going to sing the song, but then I suddenly forgot it. And I instead sang Sweet Escape. The girl interupted and told me I wasn't singing the right song. I remember in the dream feeling constant embarrassment. There was a lot more in the dream, that right now I can't quite recall, but that is all in the dream about the choir. In the second dream, I was back in time. I was, I'm guessing, around the 1930's. In reality I'm 15 years old. But for some reason in this time setting my mom was younger. I can't recall how younger. Anyways, I was in a school. I had gym. And I remember being rather unpopular... but that doesn't matter. Later on, I had a big choir performance. On stage, big crowd, lights out, everything was about to start. I was on the top row. There were only four other girls there with me. We were all on the left side. All the other rows were crowded, but there was a clearing in the middle. We were singing Ring Christmas Bells. For some reason, my voice was awful. I sang quietly because of it. It was out of tone and scratchy. At some point the girls and I on the top row were going to do a little routine. I didn't know about it, but I went along with it. I went on the other side. Me and one of the other girls were supposed to spin around each other. From this point imagine the stage from a side angle. The rows of the stage horizontal. She thought was supposed to go right and me left. But for some reason I knew I was supposed to go right. I was determined to stay on the right side. She kept on giving my a funny look. Obviously signaling for me to go to the other side. I didn't. We briefly bumped into each other before she went on the other side. At some point in the song, the choir was supposed to be quiet. I didn't know and continued singing the song. Rather quietly, still. But people heard and gave my funny looks. I stopped, embarrassed. Somehow, I managed to get in the row below. I noticed because when I looked up, I couldn't see the audience. The row below had lots of tall boys that I couldn't possibly see over. Nor could anyone see me. I was the only one at this row. I liked that the audience couldn't see me anymore, then I couldn't embarrass myself anymore. Now go back to viewing the stage vertically. I was still on the left side of the stage. On the right side, a row below me began a group of African Americans. They continued for another few rows. One of them was signaling at me. Trying to tell me to come to her, that she had something important to say to me. I knew her. I reality, I knew her from 6th grade. I was in a different school then. We weren't really close, I don't even remember her name. We were classmates. But in the dream she was a random girl. I didn't want to go to her though. I liked where I was, where no one could see me. Plus it was still in the middle of the performance. I didn't want to draw any more attention to myself. And to get to her I would have to jump over a chair in the middle clearing. Yeah, there were chairs there, like the ones at movie theaters. And once I got to her the people would easily see me. There weren't any tall people in the row below her. I changed my mind, however, when a really tall African American girl sat in the chair in front of the one I was supposed to go to. I then went to her. At least once I got there no one would see me. From there the dream was a blur. I don't remember what she told me. Also, since my first big mistake in the performance, especially the little routine I messed up with the girl, our choir teacher would beat me. Like how teachers did to students back then. Even though I didn't see the teacher, I know what she looks like. I've never seen her in reality. She was an old, skinny, wrinkly lady. Her gray hair is back in a tight bun. She wore an old victorian black dress. Long sleeve and turtleneck. And she carried a teachers stick. The ones they used to hit children back then. And I just knew she was glaring wholes through at me backstage throughout the performance. There was a lot more in this dream too, but this is everything about the choir. In reality I do have choir. But I sing good and never had a bad experience with it. All the choir teachers I've had were real nice. I think these dreams have a more intense, abstract meaning behind them. Any dream experts out there? Please help.

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We ended up at a theme park me, my boyfriend , dad and mom went on the ride which was really high and fast we ended up going on the ride we didn't want front seats so we sat in the middle l, my boyfriend didn't talk much to me he would keep walking off, I wasn't scared of the ride, mom said it was all in my head but as soons as my dad call her to come here, my boyfriend walked over to his ex and started talking to her and ignore me like I wasn't even there I actually grab her and him by the hair she had straight brown hair with half her hair up and half down and I woke up

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We ended up at a theme park me, my boyfriend , dad and mom went on the ride which was really high and fast we ended up going on the ride we didn't want front seats so we sat in the middle l, my boyfriend didn't talk much to me he would keep walking off, I wasn't scared of the ride, mom said it was all in my head but as soons as my dad call her to come here, my boyfriend walked over to his ex and started talking to her and ignore me like I wasn't even there I actually grab her and him by the hair and I woke up

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I was with this guy, don't know who he is. But he had a brother that had a gun and was trying to shoot me. He succeeded and shot me 3 times before I went under the deck. Then the place switched into being in my red shed. The guy I was with was there and same with his brother that was trying to shoot me. For some reason we turned our backs to him and the brother grabbed a glass bottle and tried to hit it over my head but the guy I was with caught him and took the bottle and threw it away. I had this dream before but the guy I was with hit it over his head and kills his own brother. For some reason, in the that time, I turn the the guy I was with and that very conversation with him, he knew I was talking about my other dream in the same dream. Then the scene changed again, and my brother was the one with the gun. I tackled him, took the gun away and carried him on my shoulders. I was crying and was yelling at my brother that he ruined our family. Then there was a plane the gun shots I had took over and I fell. The guy I was with ran to catch me and told me everything will be fine. It went black and those words echoed in my head. Then I woke up from my dream. Don't know if this helps but I am a girl.

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