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My old friend wanted me to go on vacation with her to this cool house. It wasn't HUGE but It was pretty average sized, but the street was right out front, there was like no lawn or anything. Just street. We were sitting outside the house when I just randomly decided to go into the house, and found myself in this kind of dining room (where the front door was). In the dining room, this lady came over and told me "Coffee isn't allowed" referring to the coffee machine infront of me, so I was like, alright, and walked away. As I walked away, I ran into this guy who was a little older than me, or just really taller than me, with kinda like pin straight blonde hair that was sort of flippy. We just kind of said hi and exchanged names, then we both walked into this elevator along with some other people. Which was weird, because the house didn't look big enough to even hold an elevator. It was fine for a few seconds, but all of a sudden the lights started flickering and all of the pictures in the elevator fell down and broke on the ground and eventually the light just went out. I screamed obviously, and found myself holding on to the guy who apparently was named Justin (I dont know anyone named Justin so this was weird) but anyway I was holding on to him for dear life and said, "I just met you and I'm sorry but holy ******* god I'm scared." Then the elevator doors opened, and everyone else just walked out like nothing happened, so we both just did the same and walked right out. Now we were in this room with no furniture in it, but a lot of doorways surrounding it. One door was open, and out of the corner of my eye I saw something white blur around. When I turned, nothing was there. But when I looked back, a little girl who looked about 3 with really short red hair and a pink dress holding a teddy bear stood infront of us. She smiled and said something, but I forgot what she said. For some reason after everything weird happening, I got really worried and said, "We need to get out of here." Justin gave me a weird glance and then two more people showed up. One was fat and one was small, I'm guessing a brother and sister, but they showed up and gave us worried looks. The bigger girl spoke up, "You can always use the front door..." I laughed at myself. "Yeah." I said silently. Then, Justin looked worried again. "Wait, wait. I'll go out first, okay?" Everyone was silent, so he just nodded to himself and walked out the front door onto the street. The front door was glass, so we could see through it. When he walked out, two guys grabbed him and shoved him on the ground then burned him alive. No one reacted, we all just stood there. Then the dream changed, sort of to like a flashback, and it was Justin and the Coffee Lady fighting over this black dog. "Don't touch her!" Justin yelled, and the lady fighting back more, but then giving up and dropping the dog, walking away angrily. "I'll be back." She whispered. Then, the flashback ended. The little redhead girl walked up to me again. She started telling me about another boy, one that was "looking out for me" but he "refuses to show himself." For some reason, I knew exactly who she was talking about and started crying, and fell against the wall. I don't know the person she was talking about, but apparently in my dream I did really well. I can't pronounce his name, or type it, it was weird kind of name I'm guessing another language, but I kept screaming his name over and over while sobbing against the wall, then this older lady with her hair in a bun and a green dress walked by, smiling and mouthing "Soon" then I woke up.

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I had a dream last night. I was on board a commercial flight with friends from my previous holiday (we never used planes on that holiday I may add). There were two simultaneous flights. We were on board one aeroplane and another, headed to the same destination was flying slightly ahead of us. From the window I occasionally caught a glimpse of the other plane. At the time of the crash, we were passing over some very tropical and beautiful scene below; there were many locals, possibly African, sailing in tiny boats and fishing and generally bustling around on the coast. As I looked from the window I could see a vast plethora of coloured sails, umbrellas and people wearing fantastically coloured clothes. It was beautiful. Shortly after, a message came over the speaker system that we would be dropping altitude dramatically, in order to overtake the other plane, as our pilot thought they were travelling too slowly and the best way for us to pick up speed in order to pass the plane was to manage a controlled drop from altitude whilst turning. All the passengers and I had full confidence in the pilot and suffered no anxiety. As we lowered towards the beautiful coastal scene I was amazed by the perfect curvature of the earth that I could see, the sea seemed to bend on the horizon. I spoke to my friend next to me, a passenger called Pete from Singapore. He told me much about the locals below and I admired his knowledge, however the details of this conversation escape me. Soon after, another message came over the intercom, it was the pilot. He was very happy, almost boastful, about how well he had done in passing the other plane, and that now we could continue with great speed on to our destination (I don’t actually know where we were headed). The pilot then added that he was now going to regain the appropriate altitude for the flight and therefore a dramatic climb was imminent. The nose of the plane rose to an almost vertical ascent. So much so that I adjusted myself on my seat so that my backside as, in fact, on the headrest of my chair. Other people stayed as they were, seated as though they were in the carriage of a climbing rollercoaster. This is a thought which occurred to me in the dream, it actually felt like we were on a rollercoaster. Despite this everybody was calm. I had a mild disquiet in my stomach however and my trust in the pilot had diminished somewhat. I saw him as an arrogant show-off, was any of this necessary? A short while later, the plane began to stall and fall from the sky. We crashed into the ocean not far from the coast. Things went black for a short moment and there was the feeling of a powerful impact. When vision was restored however, everyone around me was fine, except I had a terrible dread feeling that people somewhere must have lost their lives, and that myself and my neighbours were very lucky to be unharmed. We all quite calmly unbuckled ourselves from the seats and proceeded to force open the door and slide down the escape chutes in a very orderly fashion. We were introduced to the warm tropical ocean for the first time. I paused at the exit and was surprised to see everybody wearing life jackets. I asked the stewardess where they were kept and she claimed not to know. I checked under my seat and found nothing. Nevertheless, I slid down into the sea. The water was warm and calm; the plane wreckage seemed to disappear instantly. Me and my friends swam calmly towards the shore. That beautiful and colourful scene. We were met part way by local fisherman similarly swimming in the water. They had the look of aboriginal or tribal denizens yet were polite and spoke good English, we exchanged greetings and nothing more as we headed to the beach. Upon reaching the sandy shore I remember seeing coins buried under a light covering of sand. I bent down and inspected further. I discovered that the coins were English pennies, all different types. Upon this discovery I was filled with a terrible feeling that the second plane had crashed too, and that must be how these coins arrived upon the beach. I felt, or feared that, everybody on the second plane had died in the crash. It was at this moment that I woke up.

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I was at some sort of hostel on the beach, and I was apparently there with my whole grade. I was in a room with 5 or 6 people in it, the room had a small TV, a bed/couch, and a circular red/orange thing to sit on or lie down on. I was sitting on the bed with my best friend, and on the red thing, there was a couple I knew making out and... dry humping? My best friend and I had an exchange of words, something along the lines of "that is so gross" or "why do they do that in public". They then stopped and the guy came in our direction, crawling seductively onto the bed and sticking his tongue out, running it up my leg in attempt to 'turn me on'. I looked at my friend with a sort of "oh please" look, and suddenly out of nowhere I started making out and dry humping with him. My friend left looking disappointed, meanwhile I was getting very turned on and nearing dream-orgasm. Afterwards, I went outside to the beach where my best friend and one of my other friends were. They looked at me in disgust, and I felt really sad.

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