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In my dream i had like this rash on my right hand looked like scabies or something so the doctor kept treating it like scabies but it wouldn’t go away then the doctor decides to cut my hand open because it’s not getting better and it’s starting to hurt he cuts along the bottom from like my thumb across the bottom of my palm and peels it back inside there is like a honeycomb shaped nest like thing and all these black marble sized eggs in the holes of the honeycomb like moving around

I was riding in a tiny canoe with my imaginary crush, Leo Valdez. It was overcast, the sky gray and the lake gray, as well. We were canoeing in a lake surrounded by trees, and as we rowed along, I saw hooded black figures sprinting across the land, and I also saw Pope Francis giving a blessing to a child. Leo and I docked our boat on the shore, and as soon as we got off of the boat, a few of the cloaked black figures swooped in and snatched up Leo. They ran away with him, and somehow, I had enhanced agility, and so I was able to climb the trees without anyone noticing. After a while, however, I saw Pope Francis, again. He looked up and saw me, and beckoned for me to come down. I did. He asked me why I looked so troubled, and why I was hiding in that tree. I explained to him my situation. He nodded, touched my forehead, and said, "Do not fear, child. You are now blessed by God." I quickly thanked him and ran away, because I saw the black-clothed people, and this time , they had knives and guns. I ran to the lake, and on the other side, I saw Leo, and he smiled at me.

My family and my boyfriend and I were walking in this, almost like, a forest. Then my boyfriend climbed in this unsteady swing and fell off a tree. Then we all came home and I tucked him in bed. Then after that, I dreamed that my family and I were taking a walk to church and my mom was talking really loud about my boyfriend , and then I notice my boyfriend 's ex walking by me. Then his ex goes to see him, and I get really mad and storm away out of church. But then my boyfriend runs after me calling my name and asks if we could talk. So then we go to his truck and we end up driving across this abandoned desert field and I notice a group of cops pointing guns at a cop in the middle. They end up shooting the cop, and I tell my boyfriend to drive away. I hear one of the cops saying, "No one can know about this." I turn to look at my boyfriend who is driving away, when I notice a cop on a motorcycle chasing us. The cop ends up shooting my boyfriend and killing him. I somehow manage to get away and my subconscious won't grasp that he's really dead, so in my dream I call his phone, but of course, he doesn't answer. Then I'm somehow back at church with my family, and I notice my boyfriend a couple seats away. I go up to him and ask him if he wants to sit with us, and he agrees. He sits by my mom because he doesn't want the aisle seat. Then my mom is talking really loud again to my dad about my boyfriend , and my boyfriend overhears and asks what they are saying. My mom goes on to say, "We don't think you are saved." To which my boyfriend replies, "You're right. I'm not saved."

Hi I had this dream, if anyone can help me piece it together that would be great. I thought it was pretty interesting but I don't know if it is good or bad. So I was at my old University and I went to go see a play by Aeschylus, the Greek tragedian. There wa this huge amphitheater on my campus like the real Greek ruins in Greece (not really a part of my school's campus). I was with a friend, a very brainy now-PhD candidate and we were heading towards our seats but she said no, your ticket is BBB you sit over there. So I take my ticket in seat BBB and go to try to find my seat. I look everywhere and can't find it. Meanwhile I see that my friend is in the front row. I look all over to the point where I accidentally walk across stage. I realize my blunder and sheepishly walk off, some of the actors back stage were laughing at me. So I slink into this empty seat in section "I" seat "17". It's a little higher than the other seats but I think, oh this suits me. So I sit but I realize that I can hardly see the play when it starts, If anyone has any guesses as to what it means I'd appreciate the help. I just thought it was so weird that I remembered the numbers so clearly.

I walked into H’s classroom. I was wearing jeans, and a black sweater with a zip at the top. I walked across the front of the room and then to the back right corner. I thought I saw an open seat near Pig, but as I drew nearer I noticed an article of clothing on that seat. It was taken. I then went over to the back left corner of the room, and there I found a seat. It was near Bottle Cap Guy. I talked to him a bit, but about what I can’t recall. I had a black binder on the floor. Pig sat on that binder. I said timidly, "Pig, you're sitting on my binder. That's not good." I asked her to get off it. She obliged. Later, I left the room and headed down the hall to where the stairs are – the ones that lead down to the woodshop hall. They were much larger than they are in real life, and slightly curved. Pig was coming up those stairs toward me, holding a baby. The baby looked...pristine? Pig didn't pay me much attention as she passed. After Pig, I then had to wait for a class of little kids as they made their way up the middle of the stairs. There was another class waiting to go up, but I set off down the stairs before they started up. As I went down, I saw an old man struggling mightily along the rails to get up the stairs, about 10-15 steps from the top. I debated whether I should help him, and decided he would be fine, so I continued on. There was a teacher at the bottom next to the kids, looking at me strangely. Judging me, perhaps. At the bottom of the stairs, I found myself in a sort of "Dream" Vegas. I had a sunken feeling. I was so far from getting there, and it really sunk in then. I felt depressed as I meandered around this basement casino. I thought of what it would be like to do an interview about poker. "We" was a word I imagined using in the interview...Referring to "we poker players", probably. I thought about speaking strongly rather than timidly – of being a strong character rather than a weak and pathetic one.

Well, I was in a spinning jagged metal room and there was a huge snake type thing made of razorblades that I had to leap around and avoid while brandishing knives. Once done with this, I left the room which turned out to be the upstairs bathroom and had a discussion with superman who was in the washing basket about how he was totally bipolar. Then went downstairs and turns out mum and John have left town and I'm being babysat by an evil villain in a wheelchair who informs me that I must do the evil metal room every day for 5 hours until they come back. When he goes shopping I inform the neighbour who is actually a cleaner from nestonhigh that I'm escaping, I'm then chased across a field by wheelchair dude and the neighbour, but they're faster despite the fact he's in a wheelchair, I escape over a fence, something about chickens.

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