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I had vivid dream at my now ex Ira's house about how the earth was on fire and I felt compelled to draw a picture of how I saw it in my dream, Ira saw the picture I drew, I don't know where it is now. Well, I've not had another dream like that this whole time until this morning and it's the reason I'm awake right now. In this dream I was somewhere, I don't know where but it was primitive like a medieval place and everyone around the place seemed to be on edge. Then all of a sudden at dusk all the animals and I mean all of them took off running away from something all in the same direction. When they passed everyone was arguing about whether or not to follow the animals or stay. A group of us decided we were going to leave with them so we started gathering our things. I was looking for bags to put my stuff in and I filled one, then I picked up another bag, a green kacki army backpack which was out of place for the time period I was dreaming about. I then decided against taking it thought it would be too much of a load since I already had one bag full up, because it seemed like we'd be in a big hurry and I didn't want to be too weighed down, so I left the backpack on a bed there. As I turned to walk away to leave I looked back at it and I thought well good thing I decided to leave it behind because there was the name on it and then some one would know we had been there. I didn't see the name that was on it. Then, it just got dark in my dream like a pause, then this voice finally came and it was loud, like I was actually hearing it in the real, it was a mans voice but I didn't recognize it. He said 'They've turned the T.V's off. And my thought was that it was really all happening and was definitely time to go now and I felt real fear from head to toe and then I woke right up

I have recently gotten into a new relationship that is long distance, so had mixed feelings whether or not this relationship was a good idea. I committed anyway and am giving it a go. But last night I had a dream about an ex boyfriend who I was with for a year and a half. He was my first love and we were engaged for a small amount of time. It was a bad relationship and the relationship I am in now is completely the opposite. In my dream, I was sat on a bed in my ex boyfriend s front garden to which he came and joined me. We sat and cuddled and watched tv. He said bad words about his current girlfriend and her son. Then, from the front room window my sisters head appeared as if it was her house and she said 'I saw that' we both laughed and the dream ended. What does this mean??????

I dreamed that my dad came home with blood all over the top of his head and he walked in with a stranger. The stranger commented that my dad was missing his shirt, undershirt and shorts. I saw my dad wearing a dress shirt and his pants and could not see whether he was wearing the other clothes. In an instant the dress shirt disappeared and there was blood on his chest. The stranger said that my dad had been hit with a steel pipe and that he had been robbed. I noticed that my dad's diamond ring was missing, his gold cross and gold watch were also missing but he was wearing several women's rings. One ring had red corral and the other ring was oval with turquoise. The stranger made me feel uncomfortable and I questioned him about how he knew that my dad had been robbed. I asked him to leave and he did not move. I went downstairs and got the shotgun and noticed through the glass french doors that there were others outside waiting. I went upstairs and pointed the gun at the man and managed to get him out the door. The dog started barkly loudly at my ear and I woke up.

I was standing with my friends watching a movie, the light was dimmed and there was tom who i knew standing to the side, he then called his friend nick who used to fancy me, but before he could speak to me i walked out of the room. i felt frustrated that he still liked me and that he didnt just give up, i may have been a bit rude but that is how i felt. i walked into a modern library made of wood, the lighting was light yet there were no windows. in the centre there was a balcony that overlooked the floor below. i stood and looked over the edge and that was when i saw a body of a boy being carried by 4 other boys. i didnt know whether he was dead or alive. they were carring the boy towards where i stood and that was when i recocnised one of the boys carring the unconcious boy. it was somone i have know for years and have always cared for him, i had moved away and haddnt seen him for years and he never knew how i felt. they walked past me and he saw me, i then started to walk towards the staircase from where they had come from. i turned back to see him and he was looking at me again. i then felt happy, i thought he might have remembered his feelings for me. i ran down the stairs to a large almost empty room with a light marble floor. light was coming from above. my teacher came up to me and asked to talk to me. we walked half way up a low wide staircase and sat down on the steps. then the boy who saw me appeared wearing a bold green rain coat and knelt down infront of us. he said to my teacher "sorry but i would like to speak to catherine" he then turned to me and said-"would you like to speak to me?" i knew what he meant. he meant 'do you still love me?'. to answer both his questions i said " yes please" i said it as if i were pleading. he then gave a sigh of relief and turned to my teacher, they started talking about our story, how he had always loved me. i couldn't hear much because i was still in shock with what just happened. i then slowly took his hand while he was talking to my teacher. i held his hand and lightly touched his finger tips. he smiled but kept talking to the teacher. we later walked off

I am in a really large house with glass windows and beautiful paintings. The kitchen had a chef and there were two islands where one of my friends Matthew was sitting. I went up to talk to him and my mom came just after, he asked her whether or not he could have a drink and she said yes and I said no jokingly. She yelled at me and told me that I was being disrespectful. Matthew and I then sitting on two white chairs with our laptops. He goes to the washroom and an indian boy around my age comes upstairs and puts a knife to the back of neck and tells me to get up. He says “this is for the best” and lights a match and puts it on the ground. He forces me to walk down the stairs into the basement, ties me to a chair and turns of all the lights. I say “hello” over and over again but no one replies. Eventually I try to get up but he puts what I think is a needle up against my neck. I begin crying. I then hear a boy screaming loudly (who I assume to be Matthew) and hear the roaring of a fire. I scream loudly trying to allow someone to hear me in which time the young indian boy sticks me with the needle.

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