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In my dream my current boyfriend kept taking me to places with a lot of people where I was uncomfortable and kept leaving me alone. The first place was a house of someone who won millions of dollars and had four pools that he let anyone come swim in. We left there and went to a huge mall. We had to go down osculating stairs and my shoes got caught. I managed to free my feet but my shoe was stuck. My boyfriend told me to sit on this wall while he got my shoe free. next to me was this older man who was throwing out drugs to everyone. My boyfriend told me to stay there and left me to hang out with his friends. Then my ex boyfriend Brian found me and asked me to walk with him and he made me feel better. As we were leaving my boyfriend saw me and ran down this glass hallway and opened double glass doors to kiss me goodbye because he was going to hang out with his friends. I looked behing my boyfriend was this group of people smiling and laughing. I felt jealous and sad. As he was saying goodbye kissing me three times, Brian who was holding one of the doors standing next to jose, said "it will be ok sweet pea" which is my boyfriend s nick name for me. My boyfriend figured I was cheating on him and became angry and I couldnt believe he said that. He didnt know i was in a relationship and in that moment i felt like i was doing something wrong with brian. My ex boyfriend and my current boyfriend were both angry with me so I started walking out alone. I walked downstairs and on to the sidewalk when someone called my name and before i turned i hoped it was my boyfriend or brian but it was someone I didn't know running after me calling my name. It was this nerdy girl she invited me to ride with her and a bunch of people on a party bus. Reluctantly I said ok. The bus was packed people were sitting on top of other people. I was in the front by the bus driver who was drunk and was scared we were going to wreck. We stopped on a road I didn't know and I got off the bus and started walking alone.

My little brother had died in my dream. He was getting ready to go off to college but somethin g happened, im not sure how he died. But my parents told me in my dream and I was crushed. I felt this huge weight descend upon me and I was overwhelmed. I thought I was on the couch but when I looked up, I was standing by the huge window in our living room. I watched as our van drove away like it had when my 1 year old foster brother went back to his father. I couldn't breathe because I was so sad and angry this was happening....again. An old, beat up green truck (a truck my brother would have loved) was backing into our drive way. I heard my sister say, "someone's here" and when I looked into the reflection in the glass I saw my friend that passed away a year ago.I said quietly "Derek? Why are you here? What does this mean?" I remember being so sad, words just fail to describe it. But Derek lowered his head and shook it as he put a hand on my shoulder. My parents looked at me with their tear filled eyes like I was crazy. I went to the door, it felt like it took forever, but as I did all my memories of my brother flooded me. I finally reach the door and it's a little boy with his back turned to me. I place my hand on his shoulder to turn him toward as me. As I turn h i m, he morphhs into my 6 foot tall brother: he was crying and smiling, brushing this all off like would in a joke. "Please, please dont leave! I love you. Please don't go." He hands me a dish with food, smiles, hugs me and leaves for the truck. Derek comes out and again places his hand on my shoulder. "It's going to be ok." He whispers in my ear. Derek hugs me and then gets in the truck with my brother. I'm left on the porch, darkness descends upon me and I cry. Because I dont want to be ok, I want them all back. My brothers....When I went back inside, my parents ashed me to write his obituary but I could with that face starring back at me because once I write it, he's really gone. My brother really would be gone. And that's when I woke up crying because it felt too real to be a dream.

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 dreamed that my family and I had to move from a house that was suppose to have been our home. The house was 2 story home, in need of repairs, with a large backyard scantily grassed over with a beautiful garden area. I felt a deep connection to this home and great sadness to leave the home. A new family had already moved into the home and I kept offering to help with any repairs that may need done. The Mother of the family was cooking dinner and kept walking away from me, but seemed interested in my help at the same time. The dream ended with her overwatering and flooding the back yard.

I often dream vivid dreams. Last night I was swimming in the ocean, alone, far from shore but with it still in sight. In the distance, a jet came into view. The closer it came to me, the more I could see that it was going to crash. Out of control, the jet ambled towards me. I had nowhere to go, no way to escape. I felt certain it was going to attempt a water landing with me in its path. I was left only to pray, and watch. It came closer and closer. Flying low, I dove underwater as it approached, fighting to go deeper. The plane squealed loudly as it skimmed the surface of the water above me. I could look up and see its belly scratching and clawing the surface above. The sound was deafening, a collective terrorizing shout of fear of the hundreds of nameless faces inside I could not see. As the plane skid past me, and with my lungs empty and crying for air, I fought with every muscle in my body aching to break back to the top and breathe again. I made it just in time, looking over my shoulder with weak but effusive pants just in time to see the plane bellow into the giant beachside hotel buildings, destroying them on impact with a deafening blow that echoed for miles. The anticipated explosion followed. I spent the next few minutes back underwater hiding and looking up as debris fell and tattered my surroundings forming a blanket that sought to drown me. Treading water moments later, the once peaceful ocean was littered and trashed with fiery scraps of metal, junk and torn body parts. I rescued a drowning boy and his sister. They were maybe five. Twins. Crawling onto the beach with the boy and the girl on my back, wringing to my neck, I laid them down. They were alive, whoever they were. I woke up.

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