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I dreamt i was in syria during war and broke into a house to find people i thought were dead but were just sleeping when the floods came and they woke up trying not to drown. there was a little boy i talked to then his mother came and was worried to find me and the group of people, that i think were missionaires in syria to help people during the war. the downstairs was like my house in oklahoma. my family was there but were acting natural like there was no war. i gathered them in my parents bedroom to tell them of my engagement and mom was yelling, crying and my sister and brother were also crying. my fiance was not in the dream and nor was my brother who is in india and supports my marriage. One of our friends came with three other people to the house to seek refuge. We let him stay even though the house was full of refugees and we had the problem of the recurring floods. I told him if he stayed he would have to help us when the floods came. Only one cousin that was also in my parents bedroom told me congratulations for the engagement.

I was laying in my grandmas bedroom I went downstairs to find out I was dead but no one could see me everyone was standing around. I tried to call my boyfriend on the phone but he couldn't hear me. I was in my grandma's bedroom again and it was red. I was waiting to go to heaven. I saw a beautiful field full of abundant flowers. Kurt Cobain made me take drink of whiskey and God started to come upstairs I then tried to wash mu mouth out with water before he got up there.

I'm in the garage with my boyfriend . You can see the light shining through the garage window. I'm trying to find some way to tell him i'm pregant. I finaly say i'm eating for two now. He looks at me then freaks out not sure what to do. He texts a whole bunch of people to tell them. I also tell a whole bunch of people to through text. My dad ends up finding my boyfriend s phone and finds out about the texts. The next minute my dads in the backyard beating up my boyfriend . Then he yells at me about whatever texts i sent and kicks me out. I run downstairs to pack my bags. I'm quickly shoving everything in my bag. I run back upstairs with my stuff about to leave then i wake up.

Well my dream was about some guys breaking into my house and shot me in the arm, my sister, brother and mother was home. my brother was down stairs with me and i told him to go upstairs and call the police. while i was downstairs with all the men who shot me in my arm. i start to talk to them and tell them why they should not do this, after that they put down there guns and they helped me by wrapping a shirt around my arm so i will fill less painful. they shot me and then they helped me, its something about that, that i wonder why they did that instead of just shooting me to make me die

I go into a restaurant. There is a lineup but I go to the front to ask for a menu. When I get back to the line more people have gathered and I stand in front of those new people. The line moves quickly but when I get to the front they don't have a place for a single person, not even at the bar. So I go downstairs. Food is laid out on a table, people are working, and I see the person with whom I got a ride to the building. I go to join them but then realize I need to go back upstairs for a plate. Upstairs things take a while. The fellow who gives me the plate also gives me an inflated plastic toy or animal which soon springs a leak and deflates. By the time I get back downstairs the food is gone and the men that I know is gone as well. As I set about leaving the building on my bicycle I realize it is difficult because the land drops away rapidly on three sides of the building. Only on one side am I able to cross the road easily with my bicycle. I'm careless crossing the road and in danger from the traffic. On the back of my bicycle I have a large load covered with the blue tarp. I don't know what it is for.

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