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I am at a house party and mingling, the house seems to be 2-3 stories tall. i look over and notice a girl who seems to be emotionely upset. i find out what it is and go beat up the guy who made her upset. i return and try to make her feel better. i look down and say so son what level of power should i be at and he says supersayian 3. after i power up i go fight these two random guys who are sparring with each other. i win the fight with just three fingers. afther that in one part of the room there is a machine that analyzis your body and projects a animated form of anime. i look like a anime character and am hugging her and holding her. then she runs off after about two hours i finally find her. i walk up a set of stairs in a narrow way. i go in the room and she is sitting with her friends. one of them has a needle with lime green stuff inside and says don't move. fast as i can i snatch it out of his hands. i look over and she has injected herself and said don't worry i used to do this all the time. the spot in which she injected herself i squeze until the stuff oozes out and say i don't think so. t gently give her a light slap tap on her face and say if you have a problem lets talk because i like to listen to people and help them. later on that night her friends start playing a game she asks me if i want to play to. i start playing and though it is only 10 of us playing at one time i only saw my character. a guy goes by me in slow motion and flips onto another board because it is a skate game. the women start to join in and everybody begins to fight each other. i ask why are we doing this in the video game. one guys said that the punches are not normal. before i can ask why i get punched and fly back about ten feet. after the game we start to watch a movie. i am sitting next ot her and get up and go use the bathroom. once i return i see her talking to one of her friends who is female i see a small opening and sit between the. hfer friend who is a female looks at me and says really jokingly. i retun the sarcastic remark and say i am allowed she is my gilrfriend. i look over and notice that she has scooted down on the couch. i am sitting directly in front of the scrren in which the movie is playing. i say to her that if she wants a better seat to come sit here and pat my lap. she scoots further down and tells me to come there next to her by jesturing her finger. my eyes say really and her eyes say yes. i get up and sit next to her and wake up.

I was traveling through the Middle East, a rare sight of a woman alone with her children. Everywhere we went, small children with large, dark, haunted eyes would watch my son and daughter as they laughed easily, teased each other and tried to talk to one another in Arabic from a small red phrasebook. One day we sat on a hot, dusty, crowded train. As the vista flashed by outside the window, a young boy, close to the same age as my son, sat across from us with his father. He watched quietly, seriously, as my children giggled, poked at one another and pointed out goats, mountains and beautiful rolling dunes awash in browns, soft pinks and ochers. My daughter turned to the boy and spoke a short phrase to him - "Hello; how are you?" - and suddenly he smiled, huge brown eyes lighting up and his face transformed into that of a beautiful and carefree young man. He began to answer when his father, eyes flashing, gave him a sharp reprimand in the universal language that every parent understands, the tone conveying words I understood in a language I could not. The boy cast his eyes downward. I looked at the man and attempted his language. "I'm sorry and it is not my business yet...why is it not alright for our children to speak with one another?" He looked at me and, with a small sigh, said "Our children are not the same." I said, "We are not wealthy people; you have no reason to dislike us." He barked a short laugh and said, "You, wealthy? You have riches. We -" he pointed at his breast, "we have wealth. We have the wealth that comes from true knowledge of our Creator, of our thousands of years of history, of our struggles. Of our losses. Of our families, of our heritage, of our culture. Your children have riches. Riches of the promise of a future. My son has wealth. But the promise of a future...?" He raised his arms heavenward in a fatalistic gesture and slowly turned his head to look out the window of the train. His proud face looked resigned yet strangely at peace. I woke up with tears running down my face.

I have been having dreams about my teacher . It's nothing sexual it's just me hanging out with her. In one of my dreams it was me and her along with my teammate who's in the same class with me , we were at a something that looked like casino but in not sure. We were just talking and playing card games but me and my teacher were mainly talking to each other. In my recent dream I was in class and she kept cracking jokes with me and the class. The got a paper to leave and she was telling me in a flirty tone to go to the office to pick something up and I left . Then I woke up

I believe i was in selenas home, seemed like i was trying to have a moment with her, and I just wanted to be along so i could talk to her. And her brothers, mom, and dad were interrupting us consistently. And then I was transported to a olympic size pool,where I was teaching art class, while me and students were in all sepeate lanes, and whle students were under water paintnig, I would review their paintings underwater. And somehow when I was reviewing paintings,some of the paintings represented a young mans loss, regret, anguish, and saddness over what might have been with a love interest.

I was at a party in a huge mansion with people I have known all of my life, and I was there with my ex boyfriend . We were walking around mingling and a person that I have known all of my life, and her mother was with her. They tell me that all of the people outside at the party were killed. My ex and I go look and everyone was dead. Then my ex and I walk up the stairs talking to other people, and here comes Kim and her mother telling me that everyone downstairs, are all dead. I look over the balcony from the upstairs and everyone was dead. So I , my ex and approximately 20 others were upstairs plotting on how to leave the house.. Kim and her mother comes back, and Kim holds her small mustard gold purse with purple letters on it," IGTKU" up showing the letters to everyone except me, and then she shows them to my ex. I see them and immediately know what the letters stand for," I'm going to kill u!" Then Kim's mom takes out a gun,and points it to shoot and I wrestled with her, turning the gun on the mom and shot her twice, killing her, then I shoot Kim twice killing her. What in the world does this mean? Scary dream

Dream started with me going to france where i was treated like a celebrity and was getting my hair cut, i then yelled at the hair dresser because it looked horrible. i went and apologized to ava the hair dresser and then we started kissing. i then moved in with her and another man that she was seeing. after awhile she became mean and i missed my friends back home and was calling them. i also was thinking non stop about a girl brooke that i am currently in a relationship with. i decided to leave france and come back to ohio

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