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This dream took place at my house that I was living at when I first started school here. I recognized the street and the houses around me. It was at night and my neighbor and I decided to throw a party at both our houses at the same time so we could have room for more people to come and we wouldn’t be as limited. There were people everywhere that were laughing and drinking and smoking cigarettes in the yards and having a great time. Some people I knew and some I had to ask who they were. Between my brother and friends and neighbor introducing people to me as more showed up I could not keep track of all of them. But as the night went on there was one individual at the party that no one knew who he was, and was keeping a pretty close distance to me for hours. I at first didn’t think anything of it because of the number of people in our yards and houses. As the night went on he kept getting closer and closer to me and was touching me as I would walk by him and grabbed me and even hugged me. Of course not knowing this individual I asked if he would leave me alone or I would have to ask him to leave. A while later I was walking back from my neighbor’s house back to mine and he was leaning up against a tree and ran up and grabbed me and I started screaming. With all the noise and music no one heard me or even looked my way. Luckily my older brother and our best friend saw a guy running away towards the cars with someone over his shoulder and ran after him to check it out. Before the guy got to his car they saw that it was me and grabbed the guy and took me from him and threw him into the side of his car. Of course my brother threatened him to leave or the cops would be called, so we thought after he got in the car and drove away, that I would be safe to return to the party. Well latter in the night people started to leave and the party started to die down. As I was taking a bag of trash to the dumpster I was grabbed again by a different guy that looked vaguely like the next door neighbor on the other side. But this time my brother and brother’s best friend saw the whole thing and were closer to me then the first time. My brother grabbed the second guy and as it turns out not far from where I we were the first guy was waiting; my brother and I’s friend went after him. I was left on the ground and as I was watching this fight I started scooting away closer to my house. Then all of a sudden my brother scoops me up into his arms and starts running towards the house and I looked back and saw the guys lying on the ground lifeless. As we got back to the house my brother set me down on a chair just inside the door and told me to stay there because he was going to go take care of them and didn’t want me to see what they were doing. As he walked out the door our friend came and sat down in the chair with me and pulled me into his lap and told me to go to sleep and everything was going be okay and he was never going to leave me.

It was raining outside as I was looking out of my new apartment window. I was in a big, brand new apartment with a great view. My friends who are all musicians came over to ask me to perform but I could not perform. There were possums outside gnawing at the trees. My friends became upset with me that I was sick and could not perform. I looked around my apartment and there were dead possums on the ground, just two dead possums. I was afraid of them and stood on the chair as to get away from them. Then I was in my bed and my roommates dog came up to me and licked my face. I kept dreaming that I would wake up but I did not.

There was this disaster outside and then zombies started appearing and i was with this random guy, my sister, and a dog. we ran into this building and we were in the middle floor. This building was really big and complicated, it was kind of like a maze but every floor was different. Like different companies rented out different floors and stuff. But then we get over run and we had to run down the stairs to get to the basement. It was pitch black down there and we managed to turn on the lights but we only managed to turn on so many and there were still parts of the basement in black. Now even within the basement there was two levels, the ground part and then like you could climb up to get on cat walks. Time passed, i dont know how long. But eventually the other guy that was with us wanted to leave so i went with him to the door and made sure when he left no zombies would come through the door. He leaves and then i go back to where the dog and sister are and all of sudden the dog is growling like crazy and it charges me and it had turned into a zombie im fighting the damn thing and i kill it with my bare hands. I quickly run to see find my sister and i found her turned also, and then i get into a really long fight with her. It took so long to kill her and she wouldnt die,when i did finally i just in tears and the guy came back and he said it was over. we ran up the stairs and left the building, and everything was back to normal outside. I was running around cause i couldnt believe it but all of a suddent i trip and fall.i had my eyes closed and i roll over on my back and all of a sudden im hear the ocean. I open my eyes and im laying on a dock, out of nowhere MY dog runs up to me and jumps on my chest and starts licking me and my sister is right there standing by me looking at me and my dog with a leash

I was with a group of friends. We were in a rustic world. The world was of superstition, rogues, and canvas clothes, dirt ‘roads, donkeys and mules that carried goods, and roman soldiers. We were dirty and dusty and talking and mingling when we saw the sentries carting these enormous carts that resembled hay carts only bigger. They were covered in coarse dirty canvas and bound with ropes. We were undoubtedly curios so we followed them for a distance before turning into an abandoned side street where we notice d a huge wooden garden gate that towered about three times as tall as any grown man. It was locked and it seemed like there was a piece of the city hidden behind it and we could find no other entrance nor remember ever having seen this peculiarity once in our lives before. Being the hotheaded adventure seekers we were, we scaled the gate and landed behind it. All we saw was more stucco walls that we assumed was housing and a long open dirty road without any vendors or stalls or donkeys. The only thing we saw in the distance was the form of what appeared to be a misshapen babe. We decided to walk around and try to find the people that lived there but happened upon the babe sooner than we expected. Much to our surprise the sitting babe was nearly as tall as we were and it’s dancing sister who would normally look no older than two or three years loomed a few feet above us. We stared with our mouths agape as we tried to comprehend what we saw. Then we heard it. Rumbling footsteps that undoubtedly belonged to the parent of these abnormal children. Not wanting to meet whatever conceived such anomalies we darted for the gate but found it nearly impossible to scale. We alsotried squeezing through the nonexistent gaps in the slating and near the ground while we cursed ourselves for our rash stupidity. The creature that rounded the corner was huge. But considering that we were all too busy dodging its blows and scrambling to find our way out we had no idea what gender it may have been and whether or not it appeared human. I am still unable to describe how we managed to escape the nether side of the wooden garden gate, but thankfully we did. I do remember watching the solders finish unloading these gigantic canvas wrapped burdens from the huge carts. Donning dirty, abandoned doctors robes my friends and I approached the sentries with an air of confidence. One sentry led us over to the hills that he promptly ordered to be be uncovered for us only ( I may not have mentioned but this huge square was devoid of all but the solders and ourselves). They cut the ropes and the canvas falls and there are several Giant’s carcasses. Some of their bodies look mutilated, burned, and others are just bloody. My friends and I gather our bearings and try to look as professional as possible as we study the bodies. We then walk over to the most mutilated and damaged carcass in order to more closely observes how they killed these creatures (our experience form earlier that day still fresh in our minds.) The solder then asks for my opinion on the body and I scramble mentally for a response as I quickly survey the corpse. I then notice something odd about a bone in the back of the Giant’s hand and I pull it out gently. On a random impulse, I slde the bone into my own hand. Suddenly the carcass becomes animate as it mirrors my movements. I then wake up. What did this mean?

Oh, the celebration could be heard as I enter the courtyard; people dancing in line, torch light blowing in a slight breeze. “Zsu!” Patrizia gathers me in her arms and draws me into the row of revelers. Joy! Dancing, laughing, and merriment! Excitement on the ground and ecstatic energy in the air! Various beautiful people feel the drink and gaiety. I stop exuberated by the tables of food, famished by the traveling. There is so much to eat ???adjusted to between the drumming, strings, long lines of people holding hands weaving in and out, and around! I can’t decide what not to choose to eat when a tall man stares down at me, smiling. “Hello.” I say. “Hello,” he says back. I grab some prsut, sausage, cheese, and reach for the honey when, “Not yet!” young Lydia grins and pulls me into the weave. Mr. Beautiful quietly reaches for my plate and when I return, I find him sitting licking his fingers. “I would like some more!” “Indeed, as would I!” Returning to the table, with candles, and plates of fruit, cheese, olives, he introduces himself, half shy half forward. “I am kin to Mirabella.” “Kristo, I know of you. You paint.” He puts prsut on her plate and reaches for a wine goblet, ignoring the wine. “Awkward silence,” he finally says. * The night sky lit up, vibrant and full of stars. The moon hung over a branch of her favorite tree when the first guests arrived. Carriages and horses began to align the drive. She left behind the idea that any hope in salvaging what remained of this “marriage” with Istven. Zsuzanna needed to return to her roots for inner guidance and the wisdom of (name of older woman mentor). Musicians played their pipes and strings, drumming set the pace of the dance. Zsuzanna stood gazing out over this Eden when someone grabbed her from behind to join in the line dance. Hoisting her skirts she forgot her woes, and partook in the merriment. Krsto was present. His family held a long loyal alliance with various noble lineage, and he her only kinship with the world he wished to forget.

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