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I was in a wheelchair being pushed around by my parents in a huge mall. I was on the second floor. then i was rolling around by myself to the bathroom. my left foot was in pain when i stood on it. when i came back my father said he saw adam, my ex- boyfriend . i jumped out of the wheelchair and ran to see him. he was happy to see me. we went down the escalator and we saw my parents. my father said "make sure she's okay, she just had surgery." and my father and mother left. Adam walked around with me. we walked to a fountain in the middle of the mall and he had me sit. he held my hand and smile down on me while asking me how i was feeling. we went in a back door to a christmas store, and me and him were between two christmas trees. he grabbed me, pulled me closed to him, and he kissed me. i walked away and he threw a christmas ball at me. i got mad and we left throw the white door.

I was in the forest apparently lost. There I found a yellow haired girl (not blond, but really bright yellow hair). She walked up to me and held my hand and began prancing about and pulling me with her. We somehow ended out of the forest and into an area, where I believed was a school. I saw one of my classmates in real life, Tony. He was glaring at me, angry that I had somehow found a friend. He walked passed me and into the forest with a couple of his fangirls.

Me my younger cousin an old man and a younger guy(neither of which i have ever met or even know if they exist) were inside a house in the woods. The old man received an invitation in the mail to a family reunion that was going to be held in the Caribbean. he asked if we wanted to go and we said yes. Since he didnt have money for a plane or cruise we had to paddle there in a small canoe that only seats 4. We paddled through a storm and arrived there two months later. We enjoyed the family reunion and when it was time to leave we tried to get a boat ride or plane ride from someone that was already there. Noone would help us. I finally saw a family friend and he said he would help us but he wasnt leaving for a while because his daughter was on lifeguard duty on the beach we were on. When she got off of duty she had to change out of her wet clothes into something dry. She began stripping for me and the younger guy that was with us. When the family friend realized that we were watching her take her clothes off he refused to give us a ride back to the US. We decided we would just paddle back across the ocean in the little canoe. As we walked toward the canoe to begin going back we noticed a bunch of beer left over from the reunion. We got wasted. Our canoe was docked right next to a huge boat carrying soldiers and navy seals. We began yelling insults at them and they wanted to fight so we squared off to fight. Thats were i woke up.

I dreamt of visiting my aunt old house, the one i used to stay with her in when i was a child. i was sure i had the right one, but when answered door by new owner she said that she knew nothing of my aunt, but i could come inside to talk. Inside was my Nanna, (who has been dead now for 4 years, whom i loved very much), she told me that she could take me to my aunts house which was 2 doors up. She held my hand and we walked up the road to the house, talking about my aunt teaching me how to bake cakes when i was even too small to see above kitchen worktop! Then dream changes, i'm with my best friend on the day my nanna dies, going to my nannas front door of her house. Finding her door unusually open, no one there. Back door open too with signs of forced entry. Realising that my Nannas house has been burgled-on the day she has just died of all days. I break down crying whilst calling 999 garbled, i know- but it has affected me greatly as my nanna brought me up as a child thanks for your help

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