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I was at a supermarket and I lost my little sister while going up and down the aisles. I then mistook a Japanese zen monk as my sister and tried to pull her along back to the cart. She pulled away and walked away. I then went back to get her and she put me in some type of hold and started putting pressure on my arm. When I went to get her again she did some kind of crazy fighting move then hit me in the chest and I went hurling into an aisle. When I stopped sliding I looked up and grinned.

I was in some type of alley, but it wasn't narrow or long. There were strange dark people. They looked like homeless people walking around with their heads down. I talked to one girl and she was rude to me. I ran to my house. It was abandoned, old and made of dark oak wood. It looked very unstable. I was alone in the house but I had a ghost friend. I told him about the girl. I started crying and told him I only wanted to be friends with her and she was mean to me. He set a curse on the girl and the house. If she stepped into the house she would die. He said that once the curse was set no one could come into the house. If they took one step they would instantly die. I nodded in agreement and he floated away.I then remembered I was in my bed, in the old house. My parents and sister were there and I was frightened because of the curse. They were just floating around without a care in the world. But, surprisingly, they didn’t die, which I thought was weird since no one else lived in the house.

I was in a casino, playing a diamond slot machine and I won a small, unknown amount. I was there with 2 women and 1 man. I was there on a date with the man. These were very close friends in my dream. We went outside to smoke a cigarette and then we were in a mini van, but now one of the women was gone and there was a strange man there. We were talking about one of my previous residences ( a mobile home) that was now, nothing but a gutted frame. In my dream, the two women were my roommates at this residence. The unknown man was driving, the woman was in the front, passenger seat, the man that I was on the date with was in the back, driver seat, and I was in the back, passenger seat. We then arrived at a house (one of the two womens' house), where the second woman returned to the dream. The five of us were now standing in the back yard, when one woman received an important phone call. When she hung up, she said, "They will be here at 2(pm). They couldn't be here at 10(am) because it was too early." She mentioned the date being either, the 2nd or the 20th of the month. The phone call was from a child protective services worker. The woman had just had her child(ren) removed from the home. I felt sorrow for the woman. Next, I was on the back of a motorcycle with the man I was on the date with. We were in a rural area in a desert type landscape, on our way to an appointment of some sort, when we came across an unpassable point where a river had flooded over the road. We pulled off the road and I looked up to see a tall mountain sitting alont the path of the road. I wanted a picture of it, but not sure that I took it or not. Up a small hill< there was a shed of some sort that I knew I had a dirt bike in, so I walked up to get it out. I started it up and took it down the hill to show off to the man, who was not there anymore. This is where I woke up.

Well, it all began on a cobblestone street, slowly lowering and escalating with the hills. There were some plain empty wooden booths on the side, and above everyone's heads there were lights on wire stretching across to each side. There was a parade, but it was a feast. What I mean is that each different float had it's own type of food, and I jumped on one with bread and some kind of sauce. I quickly got off it, and I don't remember how, but I ended up in large, dark, abandoned cage with dirt in it and plants somehow thriving, it seemed to have come from a recently dismissed zoo. And here's the funny part. I swear that that cage was in my dream just a few nights ago. Anyway, I was now in the cage rather than looking upon it when three baby monkeys crawled in. They came right up to me and were social, playing and jumping and running around. But I had instinct, and I knew that the parents would get aggressive if I were to close to the babies, so I ended up running away from the babies until the parents did arrive, and then they were playing, and jumping, and running around. Pretty soon I was back up on the cobblestone street, I meet with somebody, I don't remember who, and I woke up.

I was working at a daycare, but not my usual one, one I was filling in for. It was almost in a summer camp type setting. I was filling in for different lunch breaks, nothing particularly memorable going on. I was walking across the dirt parking lot after just talking with boss and a car was slowly approaching from the driveway entrance. There was a Muslim lady driving a dark brown Sudan, she also worked at the center. She looked to the right before entering the parking lot. I saw a child walking /running freely as if it were a summer camp and kids were roaming free run from somewhere and was to the left of the car. I put my arm up to point at the girl and yell at both to be careful, make sure they were aware of each other , but I could get my breath out in time and lady turned left running over the child. It was almost as if she got sucked under. I ran over, people had gathered , the Muslim/nikab wearing women was asking what to do, like back up and expose child or leave the car on top. I wasn't able to give an opinion before the lady backed the car up. I ran closer to the child and others did too. I wanted to help I yelled out to call 911 but they reached her before me and I said I'd call 911 and told them to help her.( I wanted to take charge, but backed down ) I run and I can't remember what I used to dial but when I'd dialled 911the numbers kept changing after I'd raise the device to my ear. Wasn't able to. I tried my cell and a computer. Eventually so frustrated I decided to run to a business of sorts where a male acquaintance was. He was an ex firefighter . As I ran over the driveway turned to stairs and the child laid motionless on the steps a couple sand toys near by. I asked an adult passerbyer why I they moved her body. They didn't know. No one was helping her but my mission was 911 so it didn't occur to me. Ran to this guys house..was really scared and anxious trying to explain I needed to call 911. He was helping someone when I got there I waited 2-3 seconds then interrupted , at first he got angry as if I was being rude, then was annoyed I didn't come in screaming a instead of waiting 2-3seconds to interrupt . He dials 911 for me and hands me the phone, I explain what happen and hang up. I feel emotionally exhausted at this point break down crying and keep going over images for this kid being run over. Venting to this ex- fireman. I do at this point realize that no one was with her on the steps and think I should have stayed to help and got someone else to call 911. I stay a little while ranting and crying while the man tries to consol me... As I head back to the daycare center I wonder if I should talke the Ativan from my purse. I worried I look too relaxed if I do and people will think I'm cold, but if I don't, I am having a hard time managing myself right now. I didn't make a decision, but I made it back to work and woke up.

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