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I had a dream last night about my current girlfriend . In my dream, I didn't know her but I recognized her face & that it was her. I was in an airport and picked her out of a room crowded with people. In my dream, I asked her to come with me, as a complete stranger, and fly in my personal plane with me. She agreed and next thing I remember is I was flying the plane and she was in the seat next to me. After some time, things quickly went wrong and I knew that the plane was going to crash. As we were falling I told her of our fate that we were going to die. Right before the crash, I turned to my girlfriend (whom was a stranger at the time) and I pulled her on the ground between the seats. I asked her for one last dying kiss before we crashed. During this Last dying kiss I then woke up.

Walking home, it was nighttime, walked by this couple, with back pack on, looking down to avoid eye contact, because the looked “shady”, then all of a sudden the guy at me, “Break yourself”, then saw a muzzle flash. Felt self falling and hitting the ground, I could not see anything because it was all black, but could still hear. Could hear them arguing about shooting him, in which the female did not want him to, the man said he had to. As I was lying on the ground stated myself, “if this is a dream, why haven’t I woke up?” Started to panic, but eventually woke up. Woke up and felt a numb spot on forehead.

My ex-husband shows up at my house and tells me he's staying until next week. I meet his new wife, and start to miss my ex-husband even more as the days go by, almost wanting him back. I start to notice that the new wife's itinerary for my ex-husband is longer than the one he gave me, and I find out he in fact doesn't leave until another week later. My boyfriend can tell there's something going on with me, but he just stays quiet. I fell asleep on a chair and a man tries to wake me up because brunch has started and a huge line has started to form. I tell them I'm French and to leave me alone. They won't stop bothering me, so eventually I got up and left. I then realized what day it was and that it was the last day I was going to see my ex-husband. I ran to my apartment, all while dodging and maneuvering my way around the ginormous brunch line of people waiting to eat. I couldn't find him, so I decided to wait outside for him to catch up with him and eat. Right as he came outside, I was about to run up to him, but he disappeared in the crowd with his wife. All of a sudden, these weird creature people were in town assassinating my ex-husband's army crew that was there. My ex-husband was the last one alive. He decided to play hero and try and kill them, and he got one of them. I was balling for him not to be a hero and just hide in the shadows until they go away, but he insisted that he wasn't going to do that. One of the assassins were coming up fast, and it was a woman in a red dress. I decided to hide in the restrooms, and I noticed some women employees were locking up both the top and bottom of each stall, making it easier for me to hide. My ex-husband came in to try and wait for the female assassin to come in so that he could kill her. She came in from behind them and walked slowly in between him and the two staff ladies without a word. All I could hear was the click of her heels as she passed by. The lady who was locking the door in front of me looked at me after the female assassin passed by and smiled reassuringly before she fell forward and dropped dead on the ground with an odd ceramic tea cup lodged in the back of her neck where her spine and neck connect. Just then, everyone else who was standing, including my ex-husband, fell down dead with different ways of how they died. My ex-husband had a huge slice across his forehead, and the other lady had some of her intestines pushed out of her back. Before I could make any other noise, or cry, I heard the female assassin walking back towards the bodies, to make sure they were dead. I slipped back into hiding, and pretended I was dead just in case she saw me. She also had a little minion this time following her. Right as she got close enough to see me, I could hear her walking towards me and I woke up.

You and I standing at the end of a country platform with three or four others. We have a picnic packed, including a bottle of white wine. You pull the bottle from the basket and ask me to get a corkscrew. I walk up the platform and have to get to the other platform. To do so I must walk through a train, from side to side. It is a troop train, full of damaged soldiers' bodies with missing limbs, wrapped in hessian, lying on straw. I feel sick but plunge through, wondering what detail I should tell you.  We are staying in a hotel, that feels a little like the one we looked at in Nice, with the lift that didn't work. We are desperate for a bath or shower but can't find one. I look around, see a cubicle, but it has only a toilet, not even a basin. As I look at it, you are being told by the receptionist that there are no washing facilities and that if we love each other we won't need to wash. It'll be fun, she says. She shows us where the shower room was, levering up some hardboard so we can peep through to a shower room long boarded up. I wonder if we could crawl through and if the plumbing would work. We decide to beg a shower from another hotel.  We are living in a house in the country.  It is a wreck. The walls are bare lath and plaster. There is no heating, although it is winter. We have several children with us and some adults. I make fires in some rooms. On the top floor I light it in the middle of the floor. On the ground floor is a small coal fire in a big fireplace. My mum is there . I tell her it is a good fire. I return to the top floor to put some rubbish on the fire there but you have swept the fire up and thrown it out of the window, to tidy up. You say best to burn things in the garden. I go downstairs. In the garden you have filled a large brick-lined fireplace with water and are swimming. I join you and say I wish we had thought of this long ago. You look knowing. 

In my yard A saw medium size snake that rezembulls a python, it was tan with black triangles. I started to walk past it when it began chasing me, I was trying to run away. I was coming up to the car, and I fell behind it. The snake came up and I for some reason stuck my right fist out at it, and the snake bit my right fist. It sunk it's teeth in. but before it could bit me anylonger some boy from atop of the car yelled and stuck out his hand for me to grab, and pulled me up, he fell from pulling me to hard and landed on the ground where the snake was I yelled his name an picked him up. We began running from the snake, the snake was gaining on us and I was holding that boy in my arms but I think he was the same age as me. Then I was at the hospital and for some reason I knew the boy ether was okay. And I was getting checked in but my mind was fuzzy and my eyes hurt and my head hurt too, and I wanted to go to sleep.

I had to supervise a group of children who were hunting wildlife, one boy around 4 years old found a frog. he stroked the frog and then it jumped off the ledge which he claimed to be like the story of his life. the boy then tripped and choked on a bullet on the ground which was left by my friend shooting a gun a few weeks before. I was then at a house with my male friend, his girlfriend and another woman he knows. he was rude. all 4 of us then went on a night out where he seemed completely different and did not want to have fun like normal! at this point, his friend turned up and attempted to push me off a pier, he was telling me that i needed to remove myself from the situation and that he knew what was going to happen.

I was by the sea with a friend of mine, she was fishing with a pole. She caught a beautiful silver fish. I saw it and I was absolutely charmed, but she left it on the ground. I kept looking at it and here it turns into a man. The man is an old friend of mine,who I've always loved but we never got together in love relationship. My friend and I were happy, but soon he wanted to get back to the sea. I was very frustrated and sad. I hugged his back and he gently and lovingly also hugged me and tried to talk to me through it and finally decided I also just to the sea with him. I did! And he turned again into a fish.

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