I was in an abandoned building with Mohammed Alsharif and this couple (whom I don't actually know but I seemed to know in the dream). The four of us were going to go somewhere and I ended up outside in the car (a yellow convertible) with the couple. The guy was driving and he started to drive off without Mohammed. I protested and the guy said something to the effect of 'screw him' and then said, 'He shouldn't lag behind.' I got highly offended and demanded we go back. The guy refused; I argued; he refused. So, I told him to let me out. He woudn't. So, we argued about that until I told him this was kidnapping and got my phone out to call the police. I was deposited on a dark, rain-slicked skid row street. It was very dark and I started to walk back to the apartment to find Mohammed. I got to the upstairs doorway - a kind of doorway without a door to a landing with cracked and abused plaster, the cement floors covered in dust and debris - and he was there. "I'm so sorry, I said. "No problem," he shrugged in classic Mohammed fashion. "No, it's terrible. They were going to leave without you." "It's okay." Again, quintessential Mohammed casual shrug. "They're assholes. I'm so sorry. What should we do now?" I asked, thinking we would make alternate plans for the night out. He smiled in a cute, coy way and blushed as he shrugged his shoulders. I got the hint and smiled and blushed and looked down at my shoes. As I looked back up, he put his arms around my neck - very gently, very shyly - and leaned over to kiss me. It was gentle at first, but as I became more receptive, he got bolder. At one point, I gave a little whimper while he was kissing me and lips still on mine, he smiled and repeated my whimper mockingly. In this torrent of polite and demure passion, the boldest I could force myself to be was to press a hand to his chest. His hands never ventured beyond the back of my neck. September 15, 2012 > Read Dream Analysis
The other night I had a dream that I was holding my unborn child. I miscarried earlier this year so I assume it is that child I am holding. and I am shop0ping for baby clothes with my ex- boyfriend . and my ex- boyfriend gets shot. and they take him to the hospital. and then I see myself running with the child while trying not to be shot my someone else. then I get into a room with 2 other children in it and I lay on the floor next to the bed with my child on my chest. and I go to sleep August 30, 2012 > Read Dream Analysis
I dreamed that the guy I like was in a pool with me. He was kissing me on the neck, grabbing my chest, and kissing me on the cheeks. But when I kissed him on the mouth, he got kind of mad at me. August 25, 2012 > Read Dream Analysis
My dream was weird. I was sitting on the bathroom floor behind the door, kind of hiding from the view of the man who was in my house. He walked slowly into the bathroom picked up the gun from The bath tub and turned it towards me and shot me in the chest. The whole thing was silent, I did not scream, I opened my mouth but nothing came out, I wasn't trying to scream. I just accepted the shot. He turned and walked out leaving me for dead. But i did not die. I was waiting for what seemed like forever to just die. So when i realized I wasn't dying I reached over and called 911 but I couldn't remember my address. It was a new home i just moved to. (in real life I am currently on my way to the opposite side of Canada to move) August 25, 2012 > Read Dream Analysis
My boyfriend demanded sex but insisted there should be a knife next to him, he then forcefully had sex with me then got the knife and pressed it to my chest. September 16, 2012 > Read Dream Analysis
The other night I had a dream that I was holding my unborn child. I miscarried earlier this year so I assume it is that child I am holding. and I am shopping for baby clothes with my ex- boyfriend and he picks up a blue and white long sleeved shirt and then put it back. Then my ex- boyfriend gets shot and was bleeding. and they put him in a car and I got in with him. Then I see myself running with the child while trying not to be shot my someone else. then I get into a room with 2 other children in it and I lay on the floor next to the bed with my child on my chest. August 30, 2012 > Read Dream Analysis
I was running through a city with my ex husband and we heard gun shots. A shot was fired nearby and hit concrete behind me. Then we ran into policemen who told us to go into a hotel. The gunman also entered the hotel and shot me in the upper chest. I felt the sticky warm blood on my fingers and hoped that someone would save me. September 13, 2012 > Read Dream Analysis
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