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Last night I had a very strange dream... I didn't see myself a single time in the dream but I encountered two girls who were children maybe only 5 or 6 years old and I was their height in the dream. For some reason I was walking away from something and I was taking a long grey path that started to fade into grass and I soon came to be looking from up high down at a HUGE insanely huge but brittle looking cherry blossom tree, only one alone in a humongous field. I only think it was a cherry blossom tree because I heard my voice say. "Look at the cherry blossoms! They are so pretty!" The two girls I mentioned before, I have no idea who they are, were staring at me from a few feet away. One of them looked really angry at me and the other looked really scared. Little me ran to some little pink flowers and pulled them out of the grass. It was a windy day so when I let go of them, they flew in the wind and away from me. The scared looking one asked me why I did that and the angry looking one said "You're alright." They walked past me and left me alone. Then i kept walking through the grass until I saw the gray gravel of the path show up again and I kept going in that direction. Then I woke up. I remember that as I walked into the path at the very beginning someone was talking about rape. I have never gotten raped or molested in my life, I know that for a fact. There is nothing really too serious going on in my life right now except for some guy troubles i have been having lately with a friend who has never given me the chance to tell him that I like him even though he has admitted to liking me and he said he really needs to talk to me when we go back to school. I'm not sure if my dream could have something to do with that. Help me please?

I'm with my mother in my old apartment and we are having a chat in her bedroom. I go to the living which is dark except for a Christmas that is lit in the corner of the room. I sit in a comfy arm chair and in front of me is the corpse of my dead father lying as he did in his coffin but on a chaise lounge. I'm singing to him, a song I can't remember, and then I see the top half of his body slide off the chaise and onto the floor. I scream but I have no voice. My mother comes running in and she pushes me out of the living room and into the kitchen. She then goes back and repositions my father on the lounge. As she walks towards me I can see that my father is trying to move and flip flops on to his stomach sliding off the chaise and back onto the floor. We run into the living room and my mother tells me to grab a pen and to ram it under the backside of his skull to render him dead again. I do so, but it doesn't work. There's a table in the middle of the room that I run around to the other side of and there my father raises his upper body up like a walrus. My mother hands me a pair of huge scissors and tells me to cut off his head. I go to do just that but I stop when I saw the look on my father's face. He looks scared and confused. Very much lost. His eyes are black but that's because the eye caps they put in when he was being prepared for burial where dark. Part of it was popping out. I wake up yelling and was very scared to go back to sleep.

I was witness to a car accident. I was driving on the freeway when a white car in front of me began to swerve uncontrollably into the right lane of a large orange semi truck which tried to avoid hitting the car, but the car hit the semi truck which jacked knifed ejecting its driver. A car ahead of me stopped to check on the ejected driver. I stopped, got out of my car and walked over to the victim who was obviously dying from his injuries one half of his face was crushed and his body was split into. I quickly reacted by laying my hand on the right side of his face and began praying for his soul to be released to God.

I'm flying in a small plane. The pilot is a little bit odd but competent. He goes in for a landing in Missouri or some flyover state like that. We're coming in on a grass airstrip with a hill in the middle. Coming over the hill and in for the landing, we spot at the last minute something on the ground. But it's too late. He lands on it, and we land safely. Looking back and getting out of the plane, we realize we've critically wounded an orangutan. There are actually two of them there. One of the other passengers, concerned for the orangutan, goes to comfort it and evaluate its injuries. The orangutan is more like the size of a large gorilla and seems to have the same strength. It hugs the passenger, who goes limp, and then with one bite takes his head clean off. We're all horrified, and then I forget what happens next.

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