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My dreams starts of by me and a friend of mine who is really into fitness sitting on the ground. We had just finished running. I didn't actually see us running in my dream but that's what it felt like. We had running shoes on and were covered in sweat. I live in a country kind of setting but this dream took place in a desert. We see a huge black and yellow/beige snake not too far from us. This snake doesn't slither like a normal snake. It's much faster. The snake jets off across the road and is gone in a matter of seconds. We decide that's enough for today and walk across the road to where his house is (not his actual house). I remember my wallet is on the table. This table was a random table in the middle of the desert. I ask him if he can help me get it and he doesn't really answer me.He grabs his mail out of the mailbox, walks into his house and shuts the door. I stand there for a moment then make my way to the table. I see the table ahead of me and clearly see my polka dot wallet on the table. It is the only thing on the table. The huge snake is directly under the table. I'm standing there shaking, scared and ready to cry. I hear a man behind me. I do not recognize this man but he offers to help get my wallet. The man is wearing a trench coat or rain coat. He makes his way to the table quietly and gently. He grabs it then walks to the middle of the road. The snake jets right to the man and wraps its self around him with out squeezing or hurting him. The man is not scared. I ask the man to give me my wallet. His face blurry I don't know if he looked at me or not. I can't remember. He takes my wallet, opens his trench coat and put my wallet inside his coat pocket. Then I wake up.

Someone stole my package full of pictures that I had held onto my entire life. when I realized what happened I ran off to find them. I saw a picture of my brother lying on the ground where it was dropped, saw other pictures, when I got to the room and knew I was in the right place, I took some of their pictures to make them hurt like I was. I could only think they thought what I was carrying was valuable and had they known I only had pictures they would not have bothered to steal them in the first place. I ended up stabbing someone in the leg in a main artery and ran out so sad and crying hysterically.

I was riding a bus with a group of people from some sort of resistance group. I was sitting in the back left seat when I saw a dragon flying around from a distance in the front window of the bus. It then flew towards us and broke through the mirror of the bus and walked around. It retracted its wings and I interpreted it as a velociraptor at this point. It walked down the isle each time coming close to me, it seemed as though it could not see us bus was listening and smelling in order to find us. There was a girl sitting on the right side of the bus and the raptor seemed like it was going to attack but i threw something on the ground away from the girl so that it was distracted by the noise. The velociraptor turned to see what it was. It sniffed the cup that I threw and caught my scent with it. It then creeped up towards me. To my surprise it wanted to be my friend however I was still slightly cautious of the velociraptor.

My family was inside the house, while my boyfriend and I waited for a car to pick us up. There was a man that walked up the street, I said hello to him and he went right passed me. He started walking slower and then turned around to hit my (unknown) friend over the head. I tried to warn her to look up, but she didn't hear me in time if at all. We began to run and all the sudden there was a woman standing up the street spraying windex at me, trying to kill me. She was wearing Amish clothing. There were a couple of more women at the top of the street spaying a water hose at us. I screamed as loud as I could for my mother and no one came. I kept looking at the door as I ran waiting to be saved.

I was at my neighbours eating a meal before going out for the evening. When we went out i found myself at a checkpoint without my neighbour, where everyone wore white tops and gray trousers. They were like robots walking through in single file. I was then singled out by a man in shiny black shoes, black trousers and a flamenco style orange and red shirt. I was dancing with him but when i said no more as i couldn't do the dance i found myself all alone there. There was no-one going through the checkpoint. I went into a room of people who didn't speak my language to ask them to let me go. They muttered amoungst themselves, then a woman said they wouldn't let me go as i refused to dance with the man in the bright clothes. I then woke up/

This morning I Dreamt I was shopping at a Christmas fair I was minding a baby boy and I had a gairl with me too she was about 12year old I didn’t know them anyway the girl to the little boy outside the hall then I was shaken up with and almighty bang, I stop shopping and rushed out said my haert was racing are the children all right, outside the children were all wright the baby boy was in his pram and the 12 year old girl was by him a woman was on her knees in the middle of the road and a car had crashed into a St Marys church and it was wedged into the church so it was unsay but we were all ok.

My dream is about a 3 year old boy, who is my son, asking can he go with his dad for the weekend. He's tall for his age. I told him no because his dad was probably doing something with his girlfriend . I called him "Donny" in the dream, short for Adonis. So he says, "Call him." I told him no & he should call him. Then he says, "Please, Mommy!" I dialed his dad's number & he talked to him & told him that I said he was busy with his girlfriend . he was standing in front of me with a black tank top, boxers, & black socks. He says, "No, daddy doesn't have a girlfriend & that he would be there to pick him up. He then says, "Mommy, can daddy spend the night?" I said yes, that's fine. In the beginning of the dream, I was clearly hurt by whatever his dad did to me, but I'm not sure exactly what he did. Clearly, I was in love with my son's father in the dream. When he gets there, I open the door from sitting on the chaise, & he walks in. He is wearing a black hoodie, blue jeans, & black sneakers. In the dream, he is at least 6'4.I could see one of the tattoos on his lower right arm. I knew that he had tattoos in other places, one being on the upper left arm. I looked him up & down, but his face was a blur. I tell my son to go get dressed & he comes out with blue jeans & sneakers on, but he never put on a shirt over his tank top. he asks his dad, "Daddy, can mommy come with us?" I immediately respond no & that we can do something together next weekend. He then begs, "Please, mommy?" His father replies, "Come on baby. Go with us." I get up, get dressed, & we head out. On the way out the door, I ask my son where is his shirt. It was cold outside, & still did not have on a shirt. Finally, I close the door, lock it, & then I wake up from the dream. Recently, I was contacted by an unknown person that says he knows me, so I started talking to him. I have never seen this man before. During this time, I am still having the dream. Three weeks ago, the father of my son's face was revealed to me, & it's the guy that contacted me. Since the face was revealed, I see the mystery guy in the dream. The voice matches, the height, skin complexion, everything. In the dream, I was staring at my son because he looked nothing like me, but identical to this guy. Come to find out, the guy that contacted me is exactly 6'4. I have been having this dream for 6 years. It starts in June & ends in January. No matter what time f day I may be napping, this dreams is always present. I even started pulling letters out of my dream. Unbeknownst to me, these letters collectively make up the dad's last name, which I didn't know until I asked him. Can you tell me what this means?

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