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I've had this dream recently , but for some reason , I really need to know what the meaning is ... . My Dream , I don't remember much of it but I remember Justin driving me into the shopping car park, first into the no roof car park. We got out of the car, we held hands and walked towards the shopping mall, we were giggling and laughing . WE went up the escolaters( however they are spelt} , he held me close and told me jokes, making me laugh , and him laughing at his own jokes. Justin looked to the left while chuckling , I smiled at him and he smiled back. We were just goofing off , you know? . We walked hand in hand to kmart { a everything shop in australia}. We walked past the scanners talking and then saw flashing lights. We turned around confused and saw a person taking photos of us ( papparazi). Justin pulled me into the clothing section and started cussing " ****... Oh ****!" he said walking around worriedly. I don't know why, but my heart flinched everytime he sweared. I told him to relax and hide with me , pulling his arm. i said it about 5 Times " Justin Please .. listen to me .. I'll hide you" . But he refused. " I'm sorry , i have to leave, without you..." He said . He kissed my lips gently, I was shocked. He reminded me his name is Justin Mccane , I guess that was to keep him on low profile. and He disappeared. i was upset but I understood . I tried to follow him but he was no where to be found. I couldn't go outside it was too dark and Justin drove me here , so I had no car. I felt replaced and helpless. I saw Matthew { a Friend from drama class ) smiling at me when he saw me. I walked back into the shops trying to get him to notice me, by showing off { so h could take me home} .. didn't work. I called mum to come pick me up. I went to the police station to try and find him, I saw a paper with justin bieber on it . That;s all I remember . I knew there was more ... but pleeeeaseeee interpret it for me

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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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