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I was in a cafe/pub - quite derelict, a bit run down. I was accompanied by a person from my past and a person from my present (the persons of no great significance other than they may have crossed my mind recently). I suddenly realised I was naked and felt very exposed, so I quickly grabbed my dressing gown to cover myself up. I then saw myself (looking at - not being) as a 17 year old - same age, same hair, same clothes and horrible make up. This was just for a few moments; but I was still me. Then my sister and her husband give me their new born baby boy) (they don't have a new born baby in reality) for me to look after. He was sleeping at first but I wanted him to wake up so I could see, cuddle, play and engage with him. The baby kept waking up occasionally and smiling at me and it was a warm feeling. He looked so happy and the detail was immense. I remember thinking he had his Dad's nose. Next thing the baby was immersed in water (as per my sister's instructions for me baby-sitting). I was following her instructions; but it didn't feel right. I looked at the baby again and he was immersed quite deeply, so I decided to take him out of the water. I panicked at first because he appeared blue and that he almost died. I then very quickly brought him back to life and he was smiling again. I then continued to nurse him and cuddle him. The dream then switched slightly. I was still in the same old derelict pub/cafe; but it was like I had forgotten anyone else was there (the persons from past and present). It was just me and the baby. I was standing holding the baby facing a very clear reflection (window). Looking at this reflection, the baby was very happy and smiling and so was I. I felt a strong, warm bond with the baby.

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Okay, so there is this really beautiful girl that my boyfriend sits next to in his lesson. They joke around quite a lot and he takes funny pictures of her and would put them on twitter on occasion. Before going to sleep I saw one of these pictures and felt slightly jealous.. Then I had a dream where I was out with him and his friends and she was there too. She then opened a bottle of coke and it exploded everywhere, everyone tried to find towels and stuff to clean it up, but then my boyfriend went over to her and he slipped on the coke ad grabbed near her boob. But then he continued down to her boob and held it for a whille. I laughed It off but then he looked at me and asked if I was okay? So I said no and walked away, he came up to me and hugged me and I called him a dick and tried to go again. After this he told me that he wanted to talk, during this talk he says that he's sorry and tells me that they used to like each other a year ago (around when we got together) and due to them both being really confident and too proud they never developed it. This made me really upset and I felt as though I'd gotten in the way of their relationship. But I forgave him and then I woke up.....

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My brother,my father,my mother, my dad's friend are stuck in a high platform surrounded by a raging sea. It's raining and lightning occasionally flashes. Everyone is looking out at a oddly shaped island in the distance. It's in the shape of a circle, with water in the middle. There's more water than land. The island has random jutted elevations all around the land circle. There's a ladder on the tallest one, that goes straight into the raging sea. On the other side of the body of water in the middle of the island is another raised land feature, also with ladder, although it's not as tall as the one closer to the platform me all stood in. My mother is not looking at the island with us, she is in a tub, bloody and injured. Something must've happened that I couldn't remember. She's still alive though, but barely. For some reason, we all decided that the island was the safest place to be, and that we had to get there somehow. We had one lifesaver like floater with two ropes attached. My dads friend only showed up in the dream sometimes, other times he'd disappeared. It's as if he was only there to talk to my dad. My dad said he'd swim across first. My brother immediately disagreed saying it was too dangerous. Before anyone could object, he slid under the handrail and into the water. Me and my dad watched in horror as he swam across the violent sea towards the island. A flash of lightning made the water transparent for a bit and me and my dad saw a group of giant sharks and monsters swimming under my brother, they started trailing him. We watched, and screamed for him to swim faster, but he couldn't hear anything. He swam past the first ladder and went for the second one. The lightning flashed again to reveal a giant shark directly underneath my brother. He decided to go for the first ladder again and turned around. Me and my dad were panicking at how long he was staying in the water, but he made it and climbed onto the platform. Suddenly my dads friend was back and commenting at how many monsters were in the water, my dad got ready to swim across. I objected and told him that I'll go first, then me and my brother would swim back with the lifesaver, and get him, which was on the circular island. The rain continued to pour, and I looked down at the water, waiting for lightning to make it transparent again. In the distance I saw two huge black figures come out of the water and go back in. I could feel dread and panic over taking me. I went to my mother and told her to hang on. Her eyes opened but she couldn't speak due to her injury. I slid under the handrail and dropped into the sea. I started swimming my legs off, I dared not to look down into the darkness. The ladder was getting closer. The lightning flashed and directly under me I saw something that had a long neck and large teeth. It was looking right at me. I swam faster, reached the ladder and climb up to meet my brother. The point of view changed. Now it was my father and his friend, staring from the platform to the dark figures of me and my brother across the raging sea. Suddenly, the long neck of the monster came out of the water and started attacking me and my brother. My dad watched in horror. My dads friend talked to him, saying something obvious. He said something like "the monster will keep attacking them till they die." My dad watched as I wrapped a rope around the monsters mouth and held on tightly, as did my brother. The monster moved violently. Our tiny dark figures were thrown around as my dad watched. Finally, he watched us get eaten alive as we fell into the beasts' mouth. My father looked at his friend and said, "I would like to share the same grave as my sons. He jumped into the water. The view was of him hitting the water, but never emerging out. My mother was still in the tub, bleeding out. Me,my brother, and my dad were standing over her smiling. We were dead though. She smiled back at us, and closed her eyes, I assumed she died too. That's when I woke up.

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It is dark and wet. I am in a hallway lined with stone and there are torches lighting the path in front of me. If I turn around it is pitch black so I decide to go forward. As I walk through the hallway it seems as if nothing changes except for the occasional turn. Then I have to make a decision, do I go left or do I go right. I pick one and keep on going. I start to get scared as the hallway gets darker and darker as I go along but there is always a light at the end. After some time I realize I am in a maze. I start to panic because I don’t think I will ever get out. I start running and as I do I awake.

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I'm in New York, with friends and their little girl, I'm leaving to go home. Its a joyous occasion and everyone is happy. Until I realize the time and I have half an hour to get to the airport. I'm only allowed 2 suitcases but I have many bags. I'm trying to decide if going by train would be quicker than going by car, it takes an hour and half by train and under an hour by car so my friends take me by car, but even if we get there its 11 and the plane takes off at 12:30, check in will be closed and i still wont catch the plane so my only option is to wait for tomorrow and take the next flight out, but I'm anxious as to whether i have to pay extra for missing my flight.

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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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