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. I had this deam recently about some friends and I at a concert. It seemed nice at first but it changed. For some reason, I was carrying a glass flute the whole time. Not sure if that means anythimg but that was there. My friend wandered off while I admired the music. Not too much longer after that, he comes back telling me that he got laid. I though that was good for him, although I was slightly jealous. Then he passes out. Some guy carry him out and im told he died of an overdose. That was hard on my but I stayed to party anyway. I was trying to enjoy myself and socialize and I managed to get in the mood again. Then my crush comes over to me and I ask her to dance. She tells me that she wants to do more than just dance. She takes me to a back room and Im pretty exited because the closest ive ever gotten to doimg this irl was shaking my mother's hand. (Im probably the only person my age that hasn't had their first kiss yet.) I tell her ive never done anything like this before. She says "what a shame", which is a phrase I say quite frequently. Then she goes an begins to make out with another one of my friends, leaving me alone.

I found an abandoned female toddler in a shack in the middle of the woods who had been raised by apes. She was absolutely hideous; she had broken teeth, furry eyebrows, and horrifyingly damaged hair. When I picked her up I noticed she had terrible skin breakdown on her buttocks. I vividly saw her name as Protonefferrrre. I also saw her family tree which consisted of all monkeys and apes, but on a separate branch I saw the faces of her biological parents. They were still alive but unable to be found. I felt the need to care for this little girl so I took her home and adopted her.

I was driving up to the Grand Canyon with my family. It is a sunny day, not a cloud in the sky. I thought to myself, “what a wonderful day to go out on a family outing”. As we drive my family starts laughing and I wonder what is so funny and I looked down and I wasn’t wearing a single stitch of clothing. My face turned red and I felt embarrassed. I heard someone yelling at me as well. When I looked in the back of the car my vocal coach was there yelling at me saying “you are wrong, this is wrong!” we just kept driving along and suddenly the car turned into a giant pre-calc test with an “F” on it and it was chasing after me! I ran away from it saying “No, go away! I don’t want you!!” The test started leapt off the ground and began to fly hovering over me. Then it dove right into me and I was in the car again. I was scared and the day that had been so sunny and warm turned into a windy cold rainy day. As I watched the weather change I felt sad because it wouldn’t be as much fun going to the Grand Canyon in rainy, windy weather as it would be if it were sunny and warm. I looked I unbuckled my seat belt to talk to my mom in the passenger’s seat and neither of my parents were there, so there was no one driving the car! Absolute terror ran through my every vein. I felt my pulse racing and I went to grab the wheel but it was locked I watched as the car smashed right into a telephone pole. The car went up and came back down and flipped over, leaving me trapped under its debris. I screamed so loudly that my throat hurt but no one could hear me. I started to cry because I couldn’t find my family that had been in the car with me when we crashed. As best I could being in the trapped position that I was in I tried to find where my brothers had gone. There was no sight of them so I figured that they had been ejected from the car! I was shaking and screaming because I didn’t know what to do and no one could hear me. Just then a majestic white bird appeared next to me and said “its not your time yet”, then disappeared just as quickly as it had appeared. I was confused, I didn’t know what the bird meant by that. Then I closed my eyes and I was back in the same vehicle that had just been in a gruesome car accident. We were at the top of the Grand Canyon now. I breathed a huge sigh of relief saying to myself“they are ok, thank god! I went over to the edge of the Canyon and stepped on a loose rock and fell over the edge. I reached out but no one grabbed me. I looked up and to the sky and saw a beautiful color blue. I hit the ground and say my family standing over my grave, crying and mourning

I had a really wierd, yet relevant dream last night. I was with my best friend (Tomo), on a beach, when waves started to get bigger. Then I saw a giant wave coming towards us, so i started running up a hill with trees on it, it wasnt a forest I could see through them clearly. And I saw Tomo hit by the giant waves . Then the waves settle, and the sea calmed. And he just got up and joined me. I was worried about him when he was hit, followed by relief when he survived. We got to the top of the hill, then made our way back down the hill, half way up was our house. I was relaxing, may have slept. Next thing I know i walked outside and it was raining very very heavily. I went back inside absolutely soaked, i could feel the rain pouring off me. Then tomo was there smiling at me. Then I woke up. Also the rain was at night. I let myself be soaked, it didnt bother me it raining on me. I was just making sure Tomo was OK.

My dad and I decided that we were going to visit my friend who is in college. Her name is Ashley and she goes to Fairfield University. Once we arrive I surprise her nearby where I remember seeing trees and bushes. She was so excited to see me and I was too about her. All of the sudden I remembered we were in this huge body of water but it wasn’t an ocean it was like a huge pool. I absolutely hated it because it was the night time and it was pitch black and I saw shadows of something in the water. It was a manatee Ashley told me as if it wasn’t a big deal. I was so nervous we swam all the way to the end and then I lost her flipper down at the bottom of the pool it was only about 6ft deep but she managed to get it. She then read me something then we got out of the water and we were about to go back to New Jersey. However when we were back home she was there and was leaving for college again with her dad and younger brother. Her dad was bike riding and so was Ashley and her baby brother was in a car seat in this five seated stroller/bike. I waved goodbye and told her to study for her midterms. Then her mom was outside talking to my mom how Andy her husband found that old car seat by dumpster diving and how she was disgusted by it.

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